Emma's POV
He started to walk towards me and I started to walk back. At this time, I wish Luke and Calum didn't leave. I walked to the corner and when he was almost on top of me, I dashed around the corner. I didn't know where the fuck I went either. I ran to the other side, and he ran after me. I went upstairs and went into Skylar's room. I locked the door and hoped to god he passed out. I heard a thud on the door, then a click. "Emma sweety, this is my house, I have keeyyss" Well, I'm a goner. I grabbed the closest thing that was near me, which was a glass bottle left over from when I came over. It was sparkling grape juice, not anything bad. He entered the room and I smashed the bottle over his head. He blacked out on the ground and I made a run for it. I ran outside, and sat down. He would be out for a while. I thought to myself. This family has changed a lot...

***Flashback***
When I first met Skylar, I was in 1st grade. We were both preppy, happy, young girls. She had the same math class as me and we were partnered together. "Hi! I'm Emma! Pleased to meet you!" What else was I going to say? Skylar was a shy girl when I met her. "H-Hi...I'm...Skylar.." She relided to me. "Well Skylar. I hope we become really good friends!" Then, we got to work. After class, it was lunch time. She sat with me, and everyday, she came out of her shell. When we reached middle school, she had changed a little, she became a punk. I, I was normal. I listened to the radio, I would hang out with my friends. Things were normal. 8th grade, Skylar's mother left them. Skylar became depressed. I know, she told me. She would shut the world out, and drown herself in music. I went over to her house once, and her dad was gone, and all I heard was Fall Out Boy playing in her room. I opened the door and I saw her crying. "Mom! Why!? WHY DID YOU LEAVE??" She shouted. I went over to her an held her. She cried in my arms for hours. While she was crying, I looked around her room. There were All Time Low shirts, BVB cd's everywhere, Panic! At The Disco posters, Green Day jackets, and other things around.After the song ended, Sex Pistols started to play. "Sky? You wanna talk?" I said. "Why? What is there to talk about? 'Oh, Skylar, you want to talk about your whore mother you left you for a bastard rich guy?' Yeah, lovely" I wanted to cry right then. "Sky! We are supposed to be best friends, let's talk." I said....She just kept crying. I kept looking around and I saw razors, with stained blood. I saw bottles, I saw things. I lifted Skylar up. I took her left arm, to reveal that she had cuts, bruises, everything. "Sky! Why? Why are you doing this?" "Stupid question no isn't it Em. You realize what's going on with me? With my life? I CAN'T TAKE IT!!" She just buried her head back into my chest.
***Flashback ends***

Luke's POV
I kept walking with Cal, to get me back to normal. When we saw Skylar's house, I saw Emma lying on the ground, I could tell she was crying. Calum knew before me, because he sprinted to her. "Hey, hey, what happened? What's wrong?" CAlum was trying to get answers. He was cradling her in his arms. "Every....everything has changed...Skylar...her dad...her mom....her life....now, now she's gone. Her dad doesn't know where she is...I don't know..." She was sobbing. I was going to find Skylar...

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Back at the warehouse...
Skylar's POV
I woke on the bed I fell asleep in last night, after Zayn and I had some....fun. I flickered my eyes open and I saw a figure in front of me. I haven't met this one yet. He was tall, and towering over me. "Hello? How...How can I help you..." I stretched as I talked. "Harry wants to see you, now." Wow, does everyone say "now." after everything? "Hey...come here..." I whispered. The figure leaned forwards "Tell...Tell Harry....5 more minutes..." I giggled then turned to my side. I heard a groan from the figure. "Harry has something for you." "Fine.." I got up from my bed and fell down. My legs were still aching from Zayn. None of the others knew, I hoped. I walked to the bathroom and splashed water in my face. I washed the makeup I had from school off my face, and I had a mega break out. Whatever. It's the morning, and every girl gets acne. Of course, you didn't have it, and you had perfect skin if you were a slut or a model. I, however, was not a slut, nor was I a model. I walked out of the bathroom, dragging my feet along the floor. Harry was sitting on a counter. "Now that you are awake, I want you to meet the people. The man who woke you up, is Liam..." Liam..the name fitted him. I got a good look at him. "...the man who gave you a shot, that's Zayn..." Zayn. Of course I knew Zayn. I looked at him and her gave me a flirty wink. "...the guy who kidnapped you, his name is Niall..." Niall! That's how I knew that name! I looked at him and his face got red. I guess her was thinking about last night. "...The man over to my left, his name is Louis..." Louis. Ok. I looked at him and he had a Blink-182 tattoo! "I love that band!!" I blurted out. "What..what band?" Harry looked at me like I was stupid. "Blink-182" I said, smiling. "Ok...now, my name, is Harry.." No..really I didn't know..."...we have a full day a head of us, so, go put some clothes on, and we will get going!" I guess he forgot I didn't have clothes. I went back to "my" room and just looked around. I found a grey sweatshirt and black shorts. I put them on and walked out. I found some red high top converse and put those on. I walked back out to the boys and they looked at me like I was a crack dealer…

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