Mr. Bad Boy by Me =/ (best books to read for beginners txt) 📕

~Emma~

 Hi. I'm Emma Winters. I'm turning 18 in about a month, and the day I do, I'm moving out. I've lived with my abusive father since my mother's disappearance 12 years ago. Sometimes, just sometimes, I can make it the morning without getting a beating, but I always get one in the afternoon, unless he is drunk off his ass and cant find his way back home. Today, was not one of those days. I almost make it out the door when I hear his bedroom door fly open.

"Emma!" He shouts. I make a split second decision, a dumb one, but a decision none the less. I dart out the door and make a run for it to school. I hear far away footsteps pounding behind me, but once we make it into town he'll leave me alone. He can't let his secret get out. This'll make my punishment tonight after work twenty times worse, but it'll make me not late to school. I yank up my hood over my head and slow to a walk one I reach the doors to the school. I keep my head down, so that if my foundation uncovers my latest bruise, it wont be as noticeable. I almost make it to my first class when I run into someone.

"I'm sorry..." I say, helping her clean up her books.

"It's quite alright! Say, it's my first day here, do you think you could show me to-" she's cut off by the two biggest jerks in school. The populars. Luckily, their girlfriends arent with.

"Yo Shrimp!" He calls to me. He sees me handing the girl her last book and says, "Dude." He smacks his friend Xander, getting his attention.

"What Steve? Oh look at this. Shrimp has a friend. How cute. You know Shrimp, your friend is pretty hot. She'd be a good-" He gets cut off by a guy stepping between them and us.

"Do we have a problem here?" He asks.

"N-no." Steve stampers. "We were just uh... Congratulating Shrimp on getting a friend. Congrats!" They run down the hall way and out of the school, when the guy turns around.

"Are you okay?" He asks the girl, not giving me a second glance.

"Yeah." She says and turns to me. "I'm Jessica by the way. You can call me Jessie though. Oh, Troy this is my friend..." She turns to me meaning I should say my name but I'm shocked. I haven't had a friend in years.

"Uh... Emma.... Emma Winters." I say.

"Yeah. This is Emma. Emma, this is my twin brother, Troy." My eyes drift to the God like figure before me. I notice the similarities between them. They both have black hair, piercing blue eyes, tan skin. Although, he looks more like a bad boy. He has the leather jacket, tight shirt, black jeans. Just everything about his screams bad boy.

"Okay. I'll see you later." He states once again without ever looking at me.

"Well isn't he just a ray of sunshine." I murmur under my breath. Jessica hears it and giggles.

"Yeah. We definitely have different personalities. You should sit with us at lunch!" She suggests. She's very bubbly. I like it. Its better than my mad, or depressed personality. 

"Sure. What room were you looking for?"

"B206." She replies as we start walking.

"Cool, me too. Lemme see your schedule." 

~Emma~

"Hey!" Jessie slides up next to my locker on the way to lunch.

"Hey." I reply. We start walking and when she sees her brother she grabs my hand and drags me over to him with her.

"Hi Troy!" She exclaims slamming her lunch down on the table and me down next to her.

"Hi." He says with no emotion. "Why is she here?" 

"Because she's my friend!" She says.

"I can leave..." I tell them.

"No!" She says at the same time he says, "Okay."

"Umm... I'll just go..." I try getting up but she yanks me down.

"Nope. He has to deal with it." She starts an entire one sided conversation, mostly because she just kept talking, but also because, I kept stealing glances at Troy. A couple times, I saw him already looking at me. He quickly looks away and before I know it, lunch is over. "Alright, bye Troy." She says, super bubbly. Holy crap, can she ever be mad? She leaves me alone with Troy and all he does is glare at me. I get up without another word, and lucky me, when I sit down in my next class, Troy was at the door. I groan and burry my head in my arms.

"Bye Emma!" Jessica calls.

"K I'll see you tomorrow." I say going to work. I'm underage, but I work as a bartender. Once my shift is over I head the direction of "home". The second I get home, I know that my dad is high as fuck, but that just fuelled the fire.

"Hello, ungrateful piece of shit." He says from the couch he was recently passed out on. Before I can even make it up the stairs before my head is slammed into a wall. Dots fill my vision and before they can go away, his fist collides with my stomach. I grunt and lean against the wall as I continue taking blow after blow. At one point, he even threw a glass bottle right by my head. He snickers while he walks away, as I lay on the ground unable to move, for hours. I finally move, when my phone goes off.

"Hello?" I manage to get out.

"Hey! It's Jessie! How are you, girl?"

"Umm.... Great... You?" I lie.

"Pretty good. So, I was wondering... You, me, after school."

"Doing?" I start trying to walk but that was a big mistake. I slump against a wall and bite my lip to stop from making noise.

"Meet me at the local cafe!" She exclaims.

"Um... I don't know Jessie... I'm gunna have a lot of homework and-" I cut myself off before I can let it slip that that'll make my beating worse. Just when I'm about to continue, I feel a trickle of liquid down my face. Feeling it, I realize it's blood, coming from around my temple area. "Uh, I gotta go. Yeah I'll go to the café with you. Bye." I hang up and go to the bathroom as fast as I can. I shut the door, turn on the light, and look in the mirror. Stuck in the side of my head, is a piece of glass. Great, how am I supposed to cover that up? It'll show through the foundation... Yippy.

 ~Emma~

Looking in the mirror the next morning, I realize that it covers up easier than I thought it would. You can still sort of see it, but no one will notice. Besides my busted lip, everything is covered. 

Thanks sweaters and jeans. I think to myself. Without making any noise, I sneak downstairs, and out the door. I walk to school quickly and with my head down, trying to avoid people seeing my lip.

"Aye, Shrimp." I hear Xander say. "So, you gots yoself a little protector? Well maybe we'll give you something to need protection for." His fist comes up but a throat is cleared, and while I know it's Troy, and that I should thank him, I run as fast as I can to the nearest bathroom. That was too much like what happened years ago...

*Flashback*

I could tell it was going to be his last one, because of how out of breath he was, but as his fist comes up, the door flies open and my best friend clears his throat.

"Motherfucker." John, my father whispers under his breath. 

"Henry, go!" I shout at him. But he doesn't.

"How could you?! She's your daughter! And she doesn't deserve this!" John goes down and grabs Henry by the collar and continually slams him into the wall before throwing his almost limp body down another set of stairs. Holy shit... My dad is a murderer...

"Now real shit is about to go down." He says, coming up to me. Soon, the entire house is filled with my screams.

*End of Flashback*

Tears flood my eyes but I push them back as I pace around the girls restroom. Everything is a little hazy but I hear the bathroom door open and Jessica's voice but after everything starts spinning, I pass out.

~Troy~

 "Troy!" My sister runs out of the restroom where I was waiting for her and Emma. Well, I was really just waiting for her, but after I told her about the thing in the parking lot and that she ran off, Jessie immediately ran to the bathroom.

"What?" I ask not moving from my spot against the wall, until she grabs my hand and drags me into the bathroom. "Jessie! This is the girl- Oh shit." Emma is laying on the ground, passed out. "When? How?" I kneel down next to her and check her pulse, which is still there thankfully.

"I don't know! She was just pacing and then she fell over! Help me carry her to the nurse!" She almost yells, but this is different than her normal bubbly yell. She's about to lose her shit. 

"Okay." Before Jessie can even get close I pick her up bridal style and rush out of the bathroom. Her limp head ends up resting on my chest, one arm is placed on her stomach, and the other is being held up by me. When we reach the nurses office, I set her down on one of the beds and as the nurse rushes over, I notice something on the side of her head. It looks like a deep cut she tried to cover up, and it worked, especially with her dark brown hair covering it, but once her hair had fallen out of her face, it was noticeable even through the foundation. She also has a busted lip.

"She should be fine. I'm guessing it was from a panic attack or something of the sort." The nurse says. I nod but dont move from my place beside her bed.

"Troy we should get to class..." Jessica starts.

"I'm staying here until she wakes up." I growl. I don't usually do that to my sister, so she looks hurt. "I'm sorry..." I only ever apologize to her. I stand up and wrap my arms around her for a while, when a stirring catches my attention.

"Emma!" My sister starts bouncing up and down. "You're okay!" 

"Yeah." She responds