My Misconceptions

I'm Home

WOOP WOOP, ANOTHER CHAPTER!!!! Unfortunately, it's the last. But after this, I'll be posting an Author's Note about the sequel, so do not fear!!

Emma's POV

He's dead. He's so dead when he gets back. I am going to pummel him and show no mercy to that jerk. I was just so angry. How dare he leave me behind? I was pacing by the balcony while Moxie and Rosie watched.

"Emma, calm down." Moxie yawned. I stopped, looking over at her. My anger must've been written all over my face.

"Calm down?" I sneered. "How can I calm down? You held me against my will!"

Beside me, Rosie chuckled. "I get it, will. Because Will told her to hold you against your will and-" she paused when she saw the look on my face. "I'll just shut up now."

I sighed heavily, unraveling my fingers and relaxing my tense muscles. "No, you're fine. I just- why did I have to stay? It's my problem, so why the hell did he have to handle it?"

We all sat there in silence, waiting for an answer to that question. That was, until Rosie spoke up, her expression a mix of wistfulness and sorrow. "Usually, at a moment like this, Trevor would give you a charming answer..."

"Yeah," Moxie sighed, shutting her eyes. "And I'd be busy running away from Indigo."

I sighed, turning to them with a frown on my face. "Guys, we shouldn't- I mean, it's hard to-" I cut myself off, sighing again. "Let's just try to get past this. We were all close to Trevor and Indigo, so I don't think they'd want us to mourn over them everyday..."

"I think you're absolutely right." A calm and familiar voice echoed from behind me.

I gritted my teeth at his relaxed tone. And before I knew it, I swirled around and smacked Will over and over again, hitting his arm with as much force as I could muster. "WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?! YOU CAN'T JUST-" I froze and stopped slapping him, shaking my hands out and making a face. "Eww, Will, you're soaking wet."

He snickered and rubbed his upper arm. "Shit Emma, if you wanted to hurt me you should've aimed for my face."

I just stared up at him. Up into his brilliant green orbs, and for that long moment, I felt a raging battle in the pit of my stomach. I tried to be angry at him but I couldn't. Not when he was looking at me like that.

Stupid feelings, go away.

"Emma?"

I shook my head and cocked my eyebrow at Will. "Yeah?"

He was frowning now, and his hands were slowly coming up, cupping my face and running his thumbs over my cheeks. "Hey...It's over. Blade is gone."

"Really?" A sense of relief rushed over me and I smiled softly.

"Yeah." He nodded, a slight smile growing on his face. "He's not ever going to come after you again." He continued to rub my cheeks, as if he was wiping away tears I hadn't shed. But then he began lowering his head, his green orbs locked onto my lips.

Oh no, he's going to attempt to kiss me again. But it shouldn't be a big deal, Blade is gone. I don't have to run away anymore to protect them...to protect him. I can have what I want and I can....I can accept my feelings for Will Sweet.

Will was leaning closer and I felt my eyes slowly drifting shut as I stretched onto my tiptoes. All of a sudden there was a rush of wind and a shout.

"Clark?!" Rosie exclaimed.

Clark?

Will froze, his face mere inches for mine. Why did he stop? Why didn't he kiss me? I opened my eyes slowly and looked up at him.