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one of the police cruisers far in front of us. By then, Bianca was sobbing her eyes out. 

I decided to shift my focus back to Emery. What surprised me was that three of the police officers were still on stage.

"Emery, why..." Logan trailed off, no doubt wondering why the policemen were still around.

"You know, I planned to only expose Bianca in public," Emery continued to speak as she watched Bianca being escorted to the police vehicle. For a moment, I thought she had finished what she wanted to do. 

By the looks of things, she hadn't.

Everyone stopped murmuring as Emery took out something in her jeans pocket. I thought it was a phone, but I was mistaken when I noticed it was a handkerchief. It had been wrapped around a small bottle of water. Emery unscraped the top and poured the water over the handkerchief. Then she wiped it over her face.

I wondered why, but then I noticed a white mixture dripping off her face. I noticed something that looked like a small red dot on her forehead, but that did not compare to the next things that I saw.

A loud collective gasp sounded through the area as Emery continued to remove the makeup she had applied. It was then that I noticed the purple eyes, the cuts and the bruises on her face.

"Emery! Oh my-- What happened?" Logan asked with wide eyes as he stared at her.

"I planned to leave immediately after," she continued while ignoring Logan as she raised the sleeve over one of her arms. I noticed more ugly cuts and bruises on them. 

However, the cuts and bruises she had revealed seemed like nothing compared to what she showed when she slightly raised the shirt she had worn. There were many ugly red lines on her stomach. 

I heard Liam run off the stage, probably looking for a toilet so he could puke.

I stood frozen as I tried to grasp what was happening. Emery looked at everyone without an expression on her face as she gave everyone a good eyeful of the injuries she had obtained. 

I soon realized that something had happened to her. More so, she was revealing what had happened to her... on the previous night.

But then, why was she exposing the scars she had obtained? Why hadn't she gone to the hospital to have them treated? Could it be...

I shook my head, not wanting to believe it. However, with the way things were going, the thought seemed possible.

Could it be that whoever had attacked her was on stage with us?

It couldn't be. No one on stage had gotten the chance to see her on the previous night. There was that meeting that the guys and I had. But then, Harry and Zane couldn't attend--

My eyes widened as I swiftly turn to face Harry and Zane. They were as white as a sheet.

"You didn't..." I trailed off as I looked at Zane and Harry in disbelief.

"You were not even going to see me for the rest of your lives..." Emery trailed off in anger.

"Emery--" Zane went to speak with tears in his eyes, but he was cut off.

Oh no.

"But then, some of you guys had to do this," she shouted, pointing at the screen behind her. If possible, my mouth dropped further down in shock. It showed Harry and Zane entering Emery's suite before... before...

Everyone around us gasped in shock as the video was being played. I didn't want to see it, but once I did, my eyes flooded with tears.  

It angered me and I felt hurt by what I saw. My hearts hurt from the yells, the insults, and most of all, the screams.

Oh, the screams.

"Please, stop!" I heard Emery begging in the video just as I heard something connect with something.

I didn't need to look to know it had been a punch.

I suddenly felt like vomiting, especially when I saw Harry and Zane draw on Emery's stomach with the large glass shards.

Why did they do that? Why the hell did they do that? We had promised Emery we would never do that again to her or to any other person ever again, but why did they do that?

Didn't those guys know how much they had messed up after what they did?

Once the video ended, the only sound that could be heard was from the murmurs of shock and disbelief from our fans.

 I faced Harry and Zane with a furious glare, feeling disgusted by them. 

"You assholes!" Liam yelled before he charged towards Harry, punching him in the face. Harry did not even bother to defend himself.

"Liam, let go!" Logan yelled as he ran towards him. He grasped his thrashing arms, pushing him back with him.

Zane looked shocked as his eyes brimmed with tears. 

"Emery, I'm--" he went to speak.

"No, you are not sorry," Emery cut him off, walking towards him with a glare. "You said everything you had to say on that video while you continuously beat me half to death. I also know you meant it. I mean, why wouldn't you mean it if you broke my left arm?"

"Fuck," Logan cussed in shock.

"Emery--" Zane looked at her in disbelief and regret.

"You treated me like scum, like someone who deserved hell. Do you know, Zane, how hard it is to get another compatible arm? I might as well be one-handed from now on."

"Emery--"

"I despise the two of you with such a passion that I wish you were dead!"

"Emery..." Harry trailed off.

"I even begged you two to finish the job! You should have killed me and disposed of my body! But then, you guys wanted to ruin my life and to leave an everlasting mark in it!"

She suddenly released a dark chuckle.

"You know what's funny?" no one answered. "You see, while the two of you were busy beating the crap out of me, Bianca came into the room and placed a camera to record everything you did to me."

My eyes widened in shock.

What?

"Didn't you guys notice that?" Emery asked with a fake playful look just as the video on the screen behind me showed the exact moment when Bianca was entering the room. The video was fast-forwarded to show her leaving the room and coming back later to retrieve her camera. 

"My guess is that she thought you would kill me. I mean, you could have. That wouldn't have stopped her from using the video against you. For all we know, he could have sent it to the police and have both your asses arrested for every crime she did, including this one."

Harry and Zane stared at Emery in shock as tears slowly poured out of their eyes. 

"How does it feel, Zane? How does it feel to know that someone you love would betray you without a second thought?"

Zane still looked at Emery with regret.

"Did you even have to kick me in the crotch?" she asked in disdain. "You should know that I kept these wounds for this special occasion. I planned to expose you for who you truly are before I went to get treated for what you guys did to me."

"Emery--"

"SHUT UP, HARRY!" she yelled with a glare. Another chuckle escaped her lips as she shook her head in amazement.

"I knew you guys didn't change. I knew you couldn't help yourselves in beating the crap out of me again, just like in high school."

I tensed when Emery revealed that just as a loud collective gasp sounded through the area.

"I knew you were not sorry. I mean, come on. You guys were always angry with me. Your stupid asses were just itching to get your hands on me."

"Emery--" Zane looked sad and scared at the same time.

"You guys got away with every single thing you had done to me, but not this time. I wasn't going to let you get away with this. I'm not the same girl you knew in high school. I've changed quite a lot,." 

"Emery..."

"Arrest them!"

The police guards who had remained quickly circled Zane and Harry.

"Emery!"

"I'm sorry!"

Zane and Harry screamed out as they were quickly handcuffed by the officers. 

One of the guards was telling Zane and Harry why the were under arrest. Zane and Harry looked at Emery, then at the rest of us. 

"Guys, we're sorry," Harry said before he and Zane started being escorted to the police car. 

The crowd, still loudly talking in disbelief and shock, made way for the guys and the officers to pass. 

Emery watched with a smirk at the ongoing spectacle. The rest of us were too shocked by the sudden turn of events to do anything.

"Look on the bright side," Emery said as she turned to face us, the members who had remained in the band.

"Well, there is no bright side for you. But for me, this is the start of my revenge. What I've done to Harry and Zane is like a grain of salt to what I have planned next."

Emery chuckled darkly as she walked backstage, leaving Logan, Liam and me staring in disbelief as Zane and Harry were being taken to the police cruiser.

 

 

CHAPTER NINETEEN

 

 

Erick's P.O.V

 

"She's here," my mother announced as she ran into the study room. 

Seconds later, Selena was entering the room with my brother. Despite the medical gauze wrapped around the top of her head, she looked okay. 

I suddenly wished I was the one who was beside her instead of my brother.

Not now, Erick!

"How are you holding up?" I asked Selena.

"I'm fine," she replied. "But right now, my health should be the least of your concerns. The person you should be worried about is Emery."

My eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

"Guys, she's turned evil!"

"What?" Justin exclaimed. "How do you know that, and how are you certain?"

"I know that because she was the one who did this to me," Selena said, pointing at her head.

"Why would she do that?" I wondered.

"I don't know, but some part of me tells me she's angry with us."

"Are you sure it was her? Are you even sure she is evil?" I thought out loud. "It could have been Bianca."

"It can't be her, Erick," Selena denied. "It was definitely Emery. I mean, who else could it have been that I saw? She practically used her powers to throw me to a wall to stop me from coming to you guys and telling you about this!"

Before I could say more, Selena winced.

"Great. I had completely forgotten that I had a concert today. The guys must be wondering how I'm doing. Let me call management to check up on what's happening."

She got up before she started heading out of the room. She proceeded to take out her phone just as the doors closed behind her. 

"I knew something was wrong," my mother said. "We need to look into this."

"You're right," Justin said. "We'll send the best witches to investigate her suite. For some reason, I have a feeling magic was involved."

"Justin, magic was definitely involved," I stated.

"Yes, but let's hope it's not the kind of magic that could have turned her evil."

Before we said anything else, the sound of running footsteps echoed through the outside hallway. Selena quickly burst into the room.

"Selena--"

"Ssh!" she cut Justin off before taking a TV remote and aiming it at the flat-screen TV hanging on the wall in front of us. I was puzzled by her actions.

The rest of us stood as she continued to switch channels until she came to