@ saraya-jade.
When Darry couldn't find Emma, his eyes narrowed. He was protective of his girlfriend, and wondered where she was. He stepped out on the porch, Max moving out of his way, and his eyes widened when he saw Dally with his arm around Emma. She didn't look too good, and in a flash he had an idea of what had happened. "Emma!" He leapt off the porch and very gently scooped her up into his arms. "Thanks, Dally," he said, nodding at the other male, before carrying Emma inside. "Emma, I'm so sorry," he whispered, blaming himself for what had happened.
Max looked up with round eyes when he saw Darry carrying Emma inside the house. He turned pale. Emma was the only person he'd really ever connected with. Why would anyone want to harm her? His hands started to shake, and he had to grip tightly onto the doorframe to keep himself from collapsing. It wasn't fair - whatever had happened to Emma. With most everyone's attention on Emma, Max slipped outside and stood on the porch, eyes watering. He knew just how it felt to be abused, not exactly like Emma's situation, but still. He shivered, as the cold air hit him, but made no move to go inside. He didn't notice the young man who was out there, too, otherwise he might've panicked.
May 21st, 2016 at 05:41am