Broken

Chapter 24

Emily's Pov

Its Saturday today, and I couldn't be happier. This entire week was awful.

Jessica's whole crew was on her side again. It's like their only friends with her for popularity, but I'm not sure.

Mike, on the other hand, became harsher. He kicked me so hard a few days ago I had to go to the hospital because of a fractured rib.

Lately, my mom hasn't been home that much, and when she is, she's always locking herself in her room, and you could just hear her sobbing.

It's my fault. I've accepted the fact that I'm doing this to her.

The cuts on my wrist have become worse. They lead up to my elbow now, and sometimes I cut too deep.

Mike had unfortunately found out about it when he once punched me in the stomach, and I fell to the ground, not knowing that my sleeve has risen.

Mike has made life hell. He hasn't told anyone about the cuts, but he sure as hell use it against me.

Luke has been trying to apologize to me, but I just couldn't forgive him. Even though I've been called names before, my heart ached when he said those things.

I really fell for Luke and hard, but knowing that he would really think that about me made me want just to throw those feelings away, but no matter how hard I tried, it didn't go away.

Instead, it felt like they keep growing, and I can't take it. How could I fall for someone who thinks all those things about me?

I sighed as I looked down at myself. I quickly put my hair in a ponytail.

I grabbed my backpack and placed everything I needed in it then left my room.

As I walked past Luke's room, I heard voices, but a girl's voice. I ignored it and walked away but suddenly stopped when I heard my name.

Luke's Pov

"And why should I believe that?" I asked, frustrated.

She glared at me when I said that and just shook her head. "How could you not believe it, Luke? How do you think she gets all those bruises?" Elizabeth asked?

"If that's true, then why in God's name did they sleep together at?" I asked, my voice rising at the end.

Rebecca sigh and ran her hand through her hair. "Luke, Mike raped her," she whispered.

"How do you know?" I asked while tilting my head to the side.

"I was there when it happened. I was walking down the hall when I saw Mike pushing Emily into a room. I figured it was okay and started walking again, but I stopped when I heard her scream, followed by a few crashes. After a while, I started hearing her sob and cry out. I tried calling the cops, but they thought it was just a joke." She said, and as the words pass her mouth, my breathing gets more and more uneven.

I was about to say something when the front door suddenly slammed shut. I got up from my bed and walked out of my room, leaving Elizabeth there.

I walked down the stairs, and as I stopped in front of the front door, I saw Emily's car driving away.

I sighed and ran a hand through my hair before going back to my room.

"What are we going to do about this?" I asked as I entered and sat in front of Elizabeth.

Emily's Pov

I can't believe she told him. Why would she do that? I didn't want anyone to know.

A tear ran down my cheek as I saw the nearby Starbucks. I stopped in front of it and got out of my car then went inside.

I walked over to the counter and started looking through everything.

"Hello miss, what would you like to order?" I heard.

I turned my head to face the cashier who gave me a warm smile. In my opinion, he was not bad looking.

"I would like a caramel frappé and a chocolate chip muffin, please," I said and started looking through my backpack until I found my wallet.

"That would be $4.98," he said. I slowly handed him the money, and he gladly took it before giving me my change.

"Your name, miss?" He asked.

"Oh um, Emily Tyler," I said, and he nodded. I walked over to a small table at the window and took a seat.

I placed my elbow on the table with my chin in the palm of my hand and just stared outside.

I couldn't help but envy all the couples out there. They all look so happy with their bright smiles.

One day I hope that that would be me, but I honestly don't think that that's possible.

"Emily Tyler," I heard. I turned my head towards the direction it came from and saw the cashier holding up my stuff.

I slowly stood up and made my way over to him. I quietly thanked him, then went back to my table.

Just when I was about to take the first bite of my muffin, the bell at the door rang, and the placed was filled with laughter.

I looked up, and my breathing hitched when I saw Jessica and her posse. I guess I started too long because Jessica's eyes suddenly landed on me, and she gave me a smirk.

I looked down at the muffin in my hand. I suddenly felt a presence beside me, but I was too scared to look up.

"Well, if it isn't the freak," Jessica said, making the other girls laugh.

My muffin was snatched out of my hand, and I lifted my head a little to see Jessica taking a bite out of it.

"Oh, sweetie, you shouldn't eat this. I don't think your body needs any more carbs, your fat enough," she sneered.

The tears brimmed at the back of my eyes, making them laugh even harder.

"Hey, either you girls buy something or get out" I heard someone yell, and to my surprise, it was the cashier.

Jessica huffed and walked away with MY muffin in her hand.

"Are you okay?". I looked in front of me to see that the cashier has taken a seat on the chair in front of me.

I nodded my head before slowly getting up and walk away, but I was stopped when the cashier grabbed my wrist. Luckily it wasn't the one with the cuts.

"Don't listen to them, okay. You're way more beautiful then they would ever be," he said, giving me a sympathetic smile.

"Thank you," I whispered. He let go of my wrist, and I quickly grabbed my drink and walked out.

I honestly don't think that that guy is in his right mind. If he seriously thinks that I'm beautiful, he sure does belong in a mental hospital.