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Chase smiled as he wrapped an arm around her shoulders, squeezing her gently. He then turned so he could climb into his car, not bothering to open her door for her. When she was inside, he shrugged as he sped off toward his house. "It was boring. All the teachers ever seem to do is talk and I wish they would just shut the fuck up sometimes," he said, rolling his eyes. He swore that some of his teachers just did things to get on his nerves. He was quiet for the rest of the ride and when they got to his house, he didn't wait for her before heading inside and going straight for a can of dr pepper in the fridge. He was sitting at the island in the kitchen, waiting patiently for her to come inside.

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Emily smiled and cuddled into him. She then got into the car as well, pulling her seatbelt on. She listened to him and murmured, "Well, I agree there." she sighed and watched the outside of the window, humming as she did so. She had a song stuck into her head. She hoped he wasn't still in a foul mood. Otherwise, this afternoon was not going to be too fun for herself. She got out of the car as well, bringing her backpack with her. She set it down out of the way and hopped up onto the island and swung her legs and said, "Hmm." She gave him a gentle smile. She had her hoodie still on, not wanting to show the bruises that had appeared on her skin. She hated looking at them.

Chase was sipping at his drink, silent as he waited for Emily to come inside. He didn't look up to her for several moments, more focused on his soda before he finally raised his eyes up to meet her gaze. He shook his head, gritting his teeth as he reached to run a hand through his hair. "I don't want to have to tell you this again, Emily. Ever. So listen to me very carefully," he said, his words enunciated clearly as he spoke. "I don't want you spending time with Derek anymore. I don't want you talking to him, period. Is that understood?" he said, his gaze meeting hers. His eyes were hard as he stared at her, half expecting her to try and argue the point. His reaction all depended on what hers would be so now, he fell silent as he looked to her.

Emily was surprised as he gritted his teeth, her heart sinking as she realized why he had wanted her to come home with him. She frowned at his words and hearing the emphasis he had put upon them. She bit her lip harshly and her eyes widened at his words. She shook her head unable to keep from blurting out, "Please! Chase! He's my best friend. There's nothing going on!" She frowned and then covered her mouth with her hands as she jumped down from the island to stand on her own two feet. She saw how hard his eyes were and flinched. She felt tears to well up in her eyes and wiped them away as she looked up at him. She shook her head and looked down before looking back up at him her eyes pleading.

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Chase was quiet for a moment before moving to stand, making his way toward her slowly, silent the entire way. His eyes had narrowed a bit as he studied her before shaking his head, thoroughly annoyed with her. "Did I say I cared about whether he's your 'best friend' or not?" He asked, using air quotes around the words best friend. He sneered a bit as he continued to walk closer to her, backing her up against the wall. Setting a hand on each side of her head, he leaned closer to her. "Aren't I your best friend?" He asked, raising an eyebrow as he breathed down on her. His body was tensed, like he was a lion anticipating his prey's next move and in a lot of ways, he was.

Emily backed up as he came towards her. She went slowly, however, knowing that if she moved too quickly it wouldn't turn out well for her. At this rate, tonight wouldn't turn out so hot for her as it was. Hearing his words she bit her lip harder and gnawed on it. "No. "She whispered and then backed up to the point that her back was against the wall. Feeling his hands on her face, she nearly flinched, but managed to control herself. Hearing his words, her eyes widened and whispered, "Of course. But so is he.."She mumbled. She waited for his reply, her green up looking up at him with innocence written inside them the light flickering, causing them to shine and dull between flashes of light.

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"Then why, why in the world, are you trying to act like I'm supposed to care?" He asked, his words coming out almost painfully slow - slow enough that there was nearly a full breath between each word. He was pissed as all hell and God, all he wanted to do was reach out and rip into her. Chase had tried to stay calm until she said that Derek was also her best friend. It was only a moment before he reached up and smacked her across the face. Not giving her much of a chance to react, he reached up and gripped her jaw, forcing him to look at her. "What did I just tell you?" He growled through gritted teeth, leaning so his face was only a mere inch away from hers.

"Because maybe I thought you would see that it isn't what you think." She whispered, hearing the way he spoke to her. As if she were stupid or something. That made her feel even worse about herself than when he hit her. Emily gasped when he hit her, her vision going black for a few minutes as he gripped her jaw making her look up at him. "That you didn't care." She said and saw that his face was an inch away from hers and wanted to just crawl away and not have him hurt her anymore. She felt a tear fall from her eye and let it fall, not daring to move herself. Usually moving only made it worse. Watching him, she prepared to be hit harder the next time.

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(I have to run out to the grocery store for a few minutes but I won't be long)

Chase was silent as he listened to her speak and he nodded her head, gritting his teeth. Why did she always have to be so fucking stupid about things all the time? He exhaled and shook his head as he turned, gripping her arm a bit too tightly as he dragged her into the living room. He shoved her onto the couch and glared down at her, "Why in the hell do you care so much about him? If you weren't a whore like you say you're not, you wouldn't be trying to hang out with so many guys that I disapprove of!" He snapped, glaring down at her. He was standing a bit too close to her, not wanting to give her even the chance to stand up.

(okay! It's dinner time anyways)

Emily frowned as he watched him, hating when they fought. She was scared of him, but still always fought back. She would never learn that lesson. She was far too stubborn. She winced when he gripped her arm and felt him drag her into the living. She stumbled and fell onto the couch. She heard his question and heard him call her a whore and gasped. "I'M NOT A WHORE!" She said loudly tears sprouting into her eyes. "He's been there for me since preschool! You can't just let something like that go!" She argued a frown on her face as tears fell.

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Chase was glaring down at her, silent as he waited for an answer from her. What he hadn't been expecting though was for her to yell at him and when she did, his face went blank. As if he was trying to process what she had just done because he couldn't believe it. Because he honestly couldn't. And before he said anything else, he punched her in the chest before reaching to drag her half-up by her hair so she was at eye level with him. "Who the fuck said you could talk to me like that, whore?" he growled, shoving her back down onto the couch. He was angry and she was going to regret yelling at him - more so than she already did.

Nevermind lol )

Emily saw his face go blank and knew what was coming. She still had a look of defiance on her face as she heard watched him tears falling from her eyes. Her own boyfriend..just called her a whore. She felt hurt more than anything else. She cried out when he punched her in the chest, the wind being knocked out of her. She cried out once more when she was brought up by her silvery hair. She heard his question and simply didn't reply as he shoved her back onto the couch. She looked up at him bruises beginning to well up on her cheek and on her chest from him hitting her.

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Chase was pissed. If she had just apologised and agreed to not talk to Derek again, he probably wouldn't have reacted so badly and yet, here they were because Emily had been too fucking stubborn for her own good. "Don't, you, ever, talk, back, to me," he spat, each time punching her in another part of her body. One time on her thigh, the next on her side and the next in her arm. He was pissed and all he wanted to do was punish her because if she honestly loved him as much as she said she did, she would have respected his wishes.

She did love him, but she refused, refused to give up her best friend because he was getting jealous of him. If he truly loved her, he wouldn't do that. She felt the tears fall from her face, but refused to cry out anymore. She felt him hurt her and just took, her mouth closed the whole time. She knew it was bad to do this, but she couldn't. She couldn't let him win like that. She still had fight in her despite what he thought. Falling to the ground from her body giving out, Emily looked up at him tears falling from her perfect eyes and onto her cheeks, and finally all the way to the ground.

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A few more hits later, Chase glared down at Emily's broken back. He pulled back a leg and kicked her in the ribs before turning and stalking back into the kitchen where he opened the kitchen window. He pulled out his pack of cigarettes from his pocket and lit one, taking a drag. He was pissed at Emily and he was going to make damn sure that she never talked to Derek again. Not tonight, not if it was the last thing he ever did because he was tired of how this kid interfered in his relationship. He was done with the bullshit and he was never going to let the bastard get between him and his girl ever again.

Rolling his eyes as he listened to her crying, Chase stalked to the doorway. "Quit your fuckin' crying and go get cleaned up before you make even more of a mess of yourself."

Emily took it. She took all of it, ever ounce of pain he inflicted upon her, she too it. Finally, when he was done with beating her, she stood up hearing his words. She coughed a bit of blood coming up. She winced and then started coughing harder. He had actually made her bleed internally. She frowned and whispered, "Chase...I think...I-I think m-my rib is broken." That's when she fell to the ground in a heap of blood from her mouth. He had kicked her too hard in the ribcage. She felt pain, then suddenly her world went black. She was gone from then on. She was completely unconscious. At least this way, she wouldn't feel the pain. At least not at that moment. She hoped he took her to a hospital at least.

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Chase let out a sigh when he looked to her, watching her cough up the blood. He frowned a bit, actually starting to feel a bit concerned. He hesitated a moment before walking over to her, cigarette hanging from his lips as he moved to scoop her into his arms. He reluctantly placed her into the back of his car before climbing inside and heading to the hospital, his stomach in a ball of knots for once. He didn't have any fucking clue what he was going to tell officials once they got to the hospital, maybe he could say that he just had happened upon her, that she must have been attacked when he went out... hell, he didn't have a clue.

Emily awoke to the sound of voices in her ears. She winced as they kept talking and talking. She felt two strong hands on either side of her. She awoke to see Chase and Derek. She coughed again and winced at this. A police officer came into the room and asked her what had happened, "Car hit me." She managed to whisper. She suddenly cringed at the feel of her rib. She sniffled as tears started to come into her eyes. The pain meds didn't do much for the pain that was inflicted upon her. She tried not to cry, but very well could not help it. She felt like her rib was in two. Which, X-ray's proved the point that it was.

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Chase shushed her when she winced and he quickly leaned down to press a kiss to her forehead, squeezing her hand gently. "You're fine, baby," he murmured, rubbing his thumb back and forth on her hand. He wanted to play off the concerned-boyfriend part so no one would be suspicious. He looked up to the officer with a concerned look before back to his girlfriend, "do you remember what the car looked like?" he asked, his ees focused on her. He was more concerned that they play this off well because he didn't want to deal with any trouble than he was for her well being but he was going to act it. Chase shook his head.

Derek stood up quickly and headed out of the room in search of a nurse, hoping he could get her more pain medication. She was obviously still in pain.

Emily shook her head and buried her face in his arm unable to help it. God, it hurt so much. "Please leave." She said to the officer. She couldn't curl up in a ball, that only made the pain worse. She gasped out and felt the tears burn in her eyes as they fell down her cheeks. She had bruises all over her. Some of them were from days ago. She had scars from weeks ago. She just laid there and shook her head hiding her face from view. She knew he was pissed but goddamn it fucking hurt. She never once whimpered, though. She just let the tears fall as she held onto his arm. She wished Derek would come back. She wanted him. She needed her best friend right it. She knew next time, it would be even worse. This was getting out of hand.

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