Don't push me off the edge.

Fifteen

**** Derek's P.O.V****

When I woke up, I checked on Emma. Only to find she wasn't in the bed.

Where in the hell. . . Oh, shes probably out on the cliff. I walked to the front door, finding it unlocked. She was probably there.

I climbed on top the mountain that had her beautiful cliff. When I got there, she still wasn't there. Where the hell is she?

After a little bit I thought maybe she went for a walk, a morning walk while I was asleep. But I felt like she would tell me first, but I doubted it. She only knew me for a few day, not like she was going to tell me her every move. Which I didn't mind.

Again I doubted, why would she go on a walk? Was she getting something? The more I thought the more my doubts raised.

Okay. . . If I were Emma, where would I be? 

Oh wait, that's right. You don't know.

I rubbed my head, trying to think. Maybe it would come to me later. 

What if there is no later? For all you know she could be dead,

I tried to shut my mind up. And I managed too, for now.

I walked around town, looking at every face that passed me. None, none that looked like her. My mind raced with things I could do. I could check the house again, maybe she was wandering around. Seeing what all the rooms were.

I walked back to my house, I checked every room and called her name, as if she were there. My heart started racing, running out of ideas. I looked out the window to see if she were at the cliff while I was gone.

I didn't see Emma, but I saw something. Something big. Soaring through the sky. My eyes grew wide, freaking out having a thought it killed Emma.

Snap out of it. 

I looked closer, and busted outside. My eyes grew bigger, It had wings, And it looked like it was more skin then feather. It had a long neck, and a head a little bit bigger. A big everything.

As it flew more away from the clouds, it was blue. The ice dragon?