Chapter 12

We went to get lunch at a small cafe where my band members joined us.

"Ay, Hunter! What's up man?" Sam shouted. All three of them crowded around me and left Emily to walk behind us. They opened the doors for us to enter and we headed to the menu.

"Long time no see, Em." Jake said.

"Hello." She said nervously.

"People have been asking for you to sing again, they all loved you." Will complemented.

"Oh, well thank you. I wasn't expecting it to be that great either."

They laughed and I stood behind her in the line. When we were up, we ordered our food and drinks, but Emily refused.

"I don't have money and you already did so much for me Hunter, I'll just skip."

I felt rejected but before I could speak up Will said "No, I can pay for you, it's alright."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, what would you like?"

"I'll have the salad."

I know I shouldn't be jealous since we're soulmates and I trust them both... but I am anyway.

"Thank you, Will. You didn't have to." I said.

"A man has to help another man out, am I right?"

I rolled my eyes jokingly, and we sat down at the table. Emily sat close to me and I could tell she still felt out of place. My jealousy soon disappeared. We ate, drank, joked, and talked about life and other stupid things. Emily stayed quiet the whole time as she ate, and I held her hand to assure her. She held onto it tightly as she continued eating. She left to go to the restroom and I'm glad she did. After she left her father unexpectedly came in. He looked around and found me and came stomping over.

"Well if it isn't the bitch and his bitches."

I remained calm, while the others snapped.

"What did you just call us?" Jake pestered.

"Where is that little whore of mine, not with you today?"

"Who are you calling a whore?" Will defended.

He inched his face closer to mine. "Answer me!"

"Hunter, do you know this guy?" Sam asked.

"She's not here." I answered.

"Are you sure? Her tracker says differently."

"Hold up, tracker?" Jake asked.

I was shocked too. Why did he need to track her? That's how he found her at the concert, and my house, but why track her?

"Why do you need to track her?" I asked.

"So I don't lose my fun."

"Fun?" Asked Sam.

"Yes, fun. I use her. She's my toy."

"What?" Will questioned.

"I let my anger out on her. Do you see her scars? That little whore is only good for that thing. She's my tool without a heart."

"Wait, you abuse her?" Sam pulled out his phone to call the cops but Emily's father reacted coldly.

"Call the cops and you're next." He returned his gaze to me. "Now tell me where she is."

I stayed calm and silent.

He raised his hand to slap me and the three of them stood up to try to stop him, but they couldn't. Just as he was about to hit me, he stopped. "There she is." He said joyfully.

We all turned and saw Emily standing there with tears in her eyes. "What do you need, dad?"

"I was just talking to your friends; I told them that you couldn't stay longer." He walked to her and placed a hand on her shoulder. Everyone was shocked but me because I knew, but where was the tracker?

"You need to go home. You're drunk. How did you even know that I was here?"

Emily doesn't know? How?

"Why not come with me, and clean up your mess?"

"So you can spend my money on beer and drugs again?"

"Now now. Watch your mouth." He suddenly slapped her across the face. She quickly said goodbye and left with her father.

"Bro what just happened?" Sam asked.

"Family reunion I guess." Jake answered.

"Hunter, did you know?" WIll asked.

"Yes." I answered flatly.

"But she doesn't know about the tracker."

"I guess not.. But we need to get it out of her, if she even has one. He can stop finding her."

"Maybe ask for an x-ray." Sam pondered.

"We can think of this later, but we need to get her back before he does something reckless again." I said.

We all nodded and we left. I took them home and we thought of a plan to get her out of there and to remove the tracker.

Hang on Emily. I'll save you this time. Stay strong and wait for me. I believe in you. I'm coming and I have help this time too. I love you.

Emily

When I came home, there was no mess, and my dad was acting stranger than usual.

"What is it dad?"

"Go to your room dear, I want to prepare you something."

I did as I was told, and closed the door behind me