CASTAWAY

I'm lonely like a castaway
Heartbreak that I can't escape, a sinking ship I'll never save
I'm lonely like a castaway

All your screaming whispers, slip right through my fingers
But these memories linger on
Eyes closed, all I see is good times disappearing
And I'm trying to hold on

-5 seconds of summer-

ST. MARCUS ACADEMY

Monday

It was finally the first day of school semester. Some were excited, some were expectant, some were bummed and some were resigned.

In Emmett's case, he was annoyed. He got up, showered and put on his gala uniform all bothered since not only classes starts today but his actual punishment too. He was being escorted by one of his dad's security member and he was going to be left there to do his work. Peter felt his friend's upset mood and he tried to joke to make the environment a little bit lighter. Jasper only wanted to make important friends.

The Bellisima's club was somewhat excited. Bella not only has her New Fashion Festival, but she felt this year was going to change something. She hoped it was a good change. Jessica was also was eager for this year, she hoped Mike got the courage to ask her out. Lauren wanted to see Edward, but she was kind of down now since she saw that short girl hugging him.

Mike and Ben were bored. For them, the academy was predictable in a pathetic way. Edward was nervous; not only he had to be a diligent student but he had to plan how to end Cullen, he has to meet him first.

Rosalie and Angela fixed they're problems… kind of. Rosalie had all her mother's stuff in her head and she was reluctant to talk with reason, and Angela was decided to cope with his situation. Alice was expectant for this semester since she wanted to make good use of her time in this academy.

The rest of the students were feeling almost the same things as the before mentioned, but every student had the same student… where are they going to sit? The homeroom has individual, wide desks in three rows, and the question of who was going to be a good partner was there. Of course The Bellisima's were in the front row, Emmett and Peter were behind them, and also Jasper was with them, for some reason. The rest they did not care about.

All the student's had the same schedule and almost all the subjects they had it in this salon. They only needed to move for chemistry and P.E.

…

Right now was recess and they were at the cafeteria, which in Edward's opinion, looked like a restaurant.

Before Lauren could follow her friends she was intercepted by the bronzed tall guy, he told her he was going to take her to her table. He started talking and asking things about her, and then, in what he recognized like a shitty move, he began his questions about Isabella and her dad.

He did not know how the cards played In his favor but Lauren mentioned something about Bella telling her what to use when she first came to the Academy.

"So she's envious, spoiled and selfish" he concluded, more to himself.

"No, no. She's not selfish… she's just mischievous and a little vain; her dad gives her everything she wants so she's used to that" she smiled.

"Her dad?" she nodded "And is he a very important and famous business man or something?"

"You have no idea. He travels in his own private jet, he stays ate the best hotels… only the best for Mr. Cullen" he asked her where does he stays when he comes see Isabella "He bought a house near the academy, here in St. Marcus; he doesn't use it often though. As I said, he travels a lot".

"So, he does not care for his daughter?"

By now Lauren was frowning. Why is he so obsessed? Does he like Bella?

"No, I didn't say that. He adores her. I mean, I wish my dad was like that… You know, this year was the first time he prohibited something to her, and she was very upset" They finally arrived to her table, Edward gaining some looks from Emmett and Peter. The brunette didn't even lift her head in his direction. He waved Lauren and Jessica and went to sit with Mike and Ben.

"Guys, I really like Edward. I would escape with him if I could" Emmett and Peter ignored her and spoke to each other about stuff the girls did not care.

"Well, that's a very strong statement" Bella said, taking a bite form her Panini. Jessica nodded, sipping her diet coke, adding how she needed psychological help since she met the guy for like two minutes.

Lauren kept talking, saying how she wanted to kiss him and convincing herself to make a move on him. Bella said nothing, just smiled. She was not going to condone nor pop her bubble. Jessica, reluctantly, told her how to "seduce" him. After a minute or two, in which Jessica and Bella started to talk about a dress the brunette wanted to buy to the blonde Lauren interrupted.

"He also asks me about you girls".

This caught Bella's attention. Jessica, very inquisitive, asked her what was he asking about them, while Bella told them he had no business asking regarding them.

"But, sweetie, we are the most popular girl's in the academy, so he obviously wants to know about us" she said, even though it sounded weird to her too.

They were interrupted when a blonde curly guy came to sit in their table. The girls were weirded out and the boys rolled their eyes.

"Jasper Withlock, at your service" he said. Bella beamed at him, Jess smiled and Lauren frowned.

…

When classes were over Emmett was picked out to go to the town and do his service, like a fucking prisoner.

He was left outside a chapel where dirty little kids were playing soccer. He tried to avoid them as he went inside the place. He found the priest and introduced himself and the man immediately recognized him. Emmett had a plan B, he took a roll of money out of his pocket and gave it to the priest.

"I'll gift you this money and you say I came here the whole two weeks, what do you say?" father Ateara took it.

"I say, you are too young for this kind of… transaction. Either way, the money is always well received. We can buy soccer balls and basketballs. With this amount is useful for a mini field. Thanks, son; God bless you".

"So, that's it, right? I'm free to go?".

"No, no. None of that. This is a donation" He said showing the young boy the money he just gave him.

Emmett was desperate. He didn't want to be here. The people outside looked dangerous and he was big and all, but school fights and street fights were different. Even the kids looked like a danger to him. He pointed out to the priest.

"I know son, it is a bad environment. But just like this, there are a lot the same or more dangerous. Even in rich and millionaire communities. There's good and bad everywhere, young McCarthy. Maybe this will be a good experience" he put the money in one of those boxes for charity "I'm keeping this here, and off you go. You need to clean the outside" he smiled and went behind the altar.

He went to grab the broom and started to clean the leafs in there, making a pile of them. He took his iPod with music and put on his airpods to work at least with some fun. He also texted Bella and Peter he was here and how boring and hot it was. He preferred to listen to Lauren talk about her million crushes than to be here.

He then proceeded to go grab a bag for all the trash. Only doing this he spent 3 hours, he had 2 more left. He almost felt relieved. Almost.

When he had completed the first pile of leafs, he followed with the next one, with the airpods on and the music loud he didn't hear some of the boys warning him a ball was coming directly to his face. He only realized when it hit his face and ruined his perfect pile of trash.

"Who?" he asked. He was hot headed, and this kids would not pass over him. He notice a short kid laughing and pointing at him and Emmett lost it "It was you, right? Come here, you're explaining this to father Ateara" he grabbed the kid with an arm only and started to take him into the church. The kid was resisting and he considered to letting him go, but no one was going to disrespect a McCarthy. Shit! He sounded like Aro now.

"Get off me! Get off me!" the kid was screaming and then laughed "Look who's behind you, silly" Emmett, with the kid still in his arm saw a guy almost as tall as him, all dirty and badly dressed.

They guy, with a surprising strength, took him by the shirt and in a rough voice ask him what his problem was and why was he bothering his little brother. All the kids were laughing now, including the little dipshit who started all.

Hi, God. Is me again… Emmett thought.

The guy started to move him and handle him like a twit. He tried to get off his grip but this brute was stronger than him. Even when he used his bull force the guy wouldn't let go. Some of the boys there were still snickering and other, he hoped, went to warn the father. He grabbed Emmett by the neck and before he had the opportunity to hit his head against the pavement father Ateara came yelling "Paul" to get off him.

He turned around, with Emmett still in his hands and fighting. How humiliating!

"Paul! Let him go! I won't repeat myself again" Paul threw him like trash and Emmett stayed in the ground. Embarrassed for how coward and weak he just proved to be.

"It's his entire fault! He came to urinate out of his basinics!" he spat in his direction.

"What kind of expressions are those?" he slapped his shoulder. Paul didn't even flinch. The father extended a him to Emmett and helped him up "Emmett came to help us with the cleaning, so if you had nothing to do here get off here! I do not want to see you near this place any time soon!" Paul was red and shaking with anger. He grabbed his little brother's hand and went off not without telling Emmett he got free this time "Are you okay son?" he asked hi once the other asshole was out of his sight.

"No!" he answered honestly, fixing his expensive shirt.

After that, the two hours left went fast. The kids left to wherever they came from and he was left alone in the street. He went inside to look for the man and told him he was off for the day and he was going back to the academy.

"S—Shoot! The car comes in an hour and my battery died… do you know where I can get a taxi here?" The father gave him directions and it didn't seem faraway. The father offered a ride in his bicycle but Emmett declined. He thanked him and went to find a taxi.

It wasn't that bad considering he almost died of exhaustion and for a maniac. He started to walk with his airpods still on and he was concentrated in finding the reference place father Ateara told him to look for. He remembered how he left his wallet, thanks to Bella, who told him to not bring just in case. Well, he was going to have to ask the taxi driver to wait for him a bit so he could go get the money when they arrived.

Lost in his mind he didn't realized he was being followed all the way there. It wasn't until he saw three men behind him that he started to run. The men followed him all the way where the taxi was supposed to be. It wasn't. How this little town could only have one car?

Out of nowhere, that guy… Paul jumped him. He grabbed him again and this time he pinned him to the floor. Emmett was scared. Two guys plus Paul grabbed him while the other started to touch his pockets.

"What you gonna do pretty boy? Fucking priest isn't here to recue you" As he felt his phone and iPod getting pulled out of his pants he was punched in the face by Paul.

WHAT THE FUCK WAS GOING ON? Okay, he was going to rattle on his brother but this wasn't something he deserved! Fuck this, he didn't even have it in him to fight them off. The guy punched him again and again and Emmett felt his face warm and his lip break.

They let him go and thought it was all over, but the he felt himself being lift by two sets of arms and Paul punched him three times in his stomach. He went for his groin and that was the last Emmett saw as his face went directly to the ground. He closed his eyes from the pain and waited for another round but he got nothing. Paul grabbed him by the hair and lifted his head.

"Don't ever come here again" He spit on him and ran away.

Emmett was left without phone and no energy to ask for help. He only hope someone saw him and came to his help.

Thoughts?