032
emory's pov

     I WAKE UP TO SOMEONE PUSHING hair out off my face. i open my eyes and see a blurry outline of a boy. i jump back a bit but he grabs my hand and i get that feeling i always get. it's just chris.

"are you okay?" he ask pulling me back to him.

i curl into his chest and trace shapes on his bare chest. "as long as you're here." i don't mean to be sensitive but it's true. i automatically feel ten times safer with him around me.

it's going to take a while to adjust to having a man who doesn't hit me around but i'll manage. he pushes my hair down and kisses my forehead. "do you want to make a car video with us boys and alahna?"

"i'm not ready yet. i can just stay here with paytyn.' i say looking up at him.

he cups my face with one of his hands and runs his thumb under my cheek and looks down at me, "i really don't want to leave you already."

"and i'm telling you dont let me interfere with your fans and filming. i'll be okay, here, with my sister." i say playing with his hair.

"can we talk about it?" he breaks the silence that was comfortable for a few minutes.

i press the side of my face against his chest and listen to his heartbeat. "i'd be lying if i said yes. but I'd feel better if i did."

i shiver causing him to pull me closer. like it's possible. there's no space between us. if he tired to pull me closer he'd absorb me into his body. he rolls onto his back pulling me on top of him.

no there really is no space between us.

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"how did it start?" he sits up still having me straddle him.

i grab his hand and play with his fingers. they send electricity through my body.

"emory..."

"one day i was watching your tiktoks and he got mad. he told me i was fucking easy. that i'm always fucking everything up."

"it slowly got more violent. he started grabbing my wrist and yanking me, grabbing my face and spitting in it. then he went to punching me. first it was my legs, he said they were the easiest to hide."

"then it was my arms. they were the second easiest. that was it for a few months. but he just learned to love it some much that he didn't care where he hit me. it was an everyday thing. but he would always tell me he loved me afterwards."

"that he didn't mean any of it. it wasn't him. he said it wasn't him. he made me believe that was love. that you never loved me. but god chris i wish you would've been there." i collapse on his chest and just let it all out.

please wrap your arms around me. hold me tell me i'll never feel that pain again. god please tell me.

his arms engulf me with his warm scent. "no one will ever hurt you again. it's okay, take your time." he says.

i breath in and out a few more times. his hand lands on my thigh and my heart plummets. i place my hand on his face and wipe away the tears that have fallen.

he pushes his face farther into my hand. "you mean everything to me." the words fall out of his lips like he was born to say it.

"you're my person emory. i will marry you." he opens his gorgeous blue eyes and stares at me into mine.

"i love you chris."

"i'll always love you more." his hand falls to my lower back.

forever has nothing against us. he'll be my forever and i'll be his. Because even if we aren't together i'll always love christopher owen sturniolo more than i'll ever love living or breathing itself.

i would get down on my hand and knees and search for something that was nonexistent until my hands and knees bleed for him.

i would do anything and everything i need to do just to have him here with me.

"how are you holding up?" paytyn ask me as we sit by each other on the couch.

i hold my chest to my knees. "i'm fine. really."

"you don't have to lie to me. you know i'll never judge you."

"honestly i'm good when i'm with chris. it's pushed in the back of my mind. but when he's not with me i'm scared and feel that all the memories rush back." i rest my chin on my knees.

"so chris really helps you?"

"yeah." i say with a slight smile on my face.

"why did you never call?" she sounds hurt. she has every right to be honestly. i should've called. hell she's my sister, i should've at least called her.

"i don't know." and i honestly didn't know. i love her so much but i was so blinded.

"chris is really messed up. he has been since you've left."

i look up at her and furrow my eyebrows, "he's just so worried about you. don't forget to ask about him."

"dont worry."

i pick up my phone and i see i have a text from chris. it reads 'i miss you.' i giggle and text 'i miss you' back. he replies within a minute.

christopher owen
i've probably got about another hour of filming. you can just go to bed without me if you get to tired.

emory
no. i'll stay up for you. i can just watch tanked until then. how filming going? can't wait to meet alahna

christopher sturniolo
she's pretty excited to meet you to. and filming going good. can't tell you what we're doing because it's a surprise. if you get to tired go to bed i'll just wake you up to shower when i get home.

christopher sturniolo
i love you

emory
i love you most.

i shut my phone off and walk to the kitchen. i feel like i'm never in here. as much as i love food I'm never in here. i grab me out some eggs and cook them.

i sit them in a plate with some hot sauce. i prop my phone off and go live in instagram. a whole bunch of people join within seconds.

"what are you eating? i am eating eggs with hot sauce." i say showing them my bowl filled of eggs.

"are you and chris together? no me and chris are not together."

"chris is in the live." i giggle. of course he's in the live.

i finish my eggs and read and answer more questions.

"who's your favorite triplet? so, it's really hard to pick a favorite because i love all the boys for different reasons. matt as a brother, because i'm sure eventually he will be. nick is seriously my bestfriend. chris... well i love chris for a whole bunch of reasons. i have the deepest connection with him." i say playing with my fingers.

"you and chris are so cute. thank you."

"how old are you? i am seventeen."

"what do you want to be in life? ohhh,  this is a good one. so actually i wanted to be a lawyer nurse but then i really loved being a influencer. so as of now i'm happy with where i am in my life."

"where do you want to be in the next five or so years? i really would want to be engaged possibly married. i would also love to be thinking about a baby on the way."

"how many kids do you want? i want roughly around two or three. i love having a big house that's always full and never having a dull moment."

i look at the clock and it's one. "okay guys. well the boys will be home any minute so after me and chris's shower maybe i can convince them to go live for you guys."

"so i'll see y'all soon." i blow a kiss to the camera and end the live.

as soon as i walk downstairs the boys walk through the door. "hey baby." chris says kissing my forehead.

"hey, how was it?" i ask placing my hand on his chest with a smile.

"it was great. someone has been talking my ear off to meet you." he says with a smile stepping to the side to show alahna.

"hey! you're actually so much hotter in real life. now i know why chris is obsessed with you." she says wrapping me in a hug.

i laugh and hug her back. "it's nice to meet you. they always have only good things to say about you."

"me? girl if you heard what they say about you, your ego would be through the roof." she says with a laugh.

"alright, i gotta steal her for the night. but she'll be back in the morning." chris says wrapping his arms around my waist from behind me.

"goodnight, i'll see you in the morning." i say waving to alahna.

me and chris head upstairs. chris starts the shower as i grab out our clothes. i get him some grey sweatpants with a white shirt and i get me some black sweatpants and a black shirt.

i grab us both a pair of socks and get him some underwear.

i sit our clothes in the sink and step in the shower joining chris. i just washed my hair yesterday so i just have to wash his hair. i don't waste anytime since i'm super tired. after i finish rinsing out his conditioner i start to wash my body.

once i rinse off i step out and start to dry off and get dressed. as i finish getting dressed chris gets out and starts getting dressed.

"i'll meet you in the room." i say leaving the bathroom.

that's the good thing about chris having a bathroom in his bedroom. i lock the bedroom door and stand by the light switch waiting for chris to come out.

"baby come on, i'm tired." i whine.

he walks out and jumps on his side of the bed covering up. i shut the light off and run over to him climbing under the covers and cuddling to him.

he starts to tickle me and i laugh pushing his face. he leans down and places kisses all over my face causing me to laugh even more.

"alright, now cuddle me so i can get some sleep." i grab his face to stop him and place a single kiss on his lips.

"fine. goodnight." he says pulling me to him. i kiss him one last time and place my head on his chest. every night with my boy is a good night.