chapter thirty-two

Emily's POV

"Emily, stop this!" My mother ran after me, trying to prevent me from starting a car parked there.

"Where are the keys?" I asked, and she remained standing without a reaction. "WHERE THE HELL ARE THE KEYS?"

"You need to calm down; you can't even drive properly," she said, signaling for me to leave the driver's seat.

"He's going to kill Tyler, Mom," I said, letting the tears flow down my face.

"I can't let you go there alone; you're pregnant. You can't take these risks," she said, staring at me seriously.

"I'm tired of people deciding what's best for me, and if you won't help me, I swear to God I'll walk there myself."

"What do you intend to do when you get there? Besides killing you, he'll kill Tyler too."

"I'll call Justin," I said, dialing the numbers quickly and praying for him to be okay.

Ring.

Ring.

And it rang, but no one answered.

"Okay, you need to take me to Justin's house; he's probably helping with something," I said, getting into the passenger seat. I saw my mo