Emma's trick

*Emma POV*

I Laid down closing my eyes, waiting for him to come and grab me. Yes! He did. He Carried me up with his strong arm though he seems to be very weak as he's struggling to lift me up unlike other occasions.

His face was designed with bruises, stains of blood all over his face. He lifted me on his shoulder and carried me to our room. Why is he taking me to the bed when he's supposed to rush me to the hospital.?

As he dropped me on the bed, I opened my eyes small and saw him collecting his phone from his pocket. What did he want to do?

"Hello?" He said few seconds later.

"Sweetie, How can I help you." The voice from the call asked. It's a female voice. An...and she just called him sweetie. Who could she be.?

I Became jealous at the moment. I feel like grabbing the phone from him but I won't dare. I have to continue in my pretense.

"I guess you know Emma's house." He asked.

"Yes , sure" She replied.