But Daddy I Love Him | T.W.

7| I could kill you

"So, what was that the other night?"

"If I tell you something you cannot repeat it to anyone. Not even Scott."

Stiles looks at me confused for a moment before nodding.

"Remember how I said I didn't have powers like my mom?" He nods. "I lied."

"I knew it!"

"Shut up you did not know it."

"I didn't know it."

Of course the town knows about Grace being a mutant. It's a legality thing. All mutants must register themselves to Sentinel Services.

The world never really knew what my mother was. They just assumed she was some sort of mutant. Witches and our magic are hidden from the normal world.

"I'm a witch."

"I thought witches were old and ugly."

I glare at him. He holds his hands up in defense.

"But I'm not just a witch.." I say. "I'm a creature that shouldn't be possible."

"An alien?"

I smack his head.

"I'm the Tribrid. I'm a born witch and I triggered my werewolf curse when I accidentally killed someone when I was eight."

He slowly nods so I know he is actually listening. This is new to me because everyone in my life that knows has been in it for the entirety of it. I haven't had to explain anything.

"The woman from the street the other night.. she killed my mom."

"When you were saying you missed her.."

"Her death has been lingering over me for a while. You were right. She did die a hero in a sense because she died for me."

"Oh.. Maddy, I'm..."

"I know."

He wants to hug me but he knows I hate hugs. I hate physical touch from a lot of people. He's hesitant but he comes and hugs me anyway.

Normally I'd push him away. Instead I throw my arms around him. It feels nice. It feels safe.

"I'm trying so hard, Stiles.."

He pulls away and grabs my arms. I don't let my guard often. But with him it's different. I've always known I could trust him.

"I remember my mom telling stories about yours." He says. "She always thought she was so cool in high school and then she became an Avenger."

A lot of people in this town knew her personally. They went to school with her, worked together. It's why this town is so proud of what she's done.

"I won't tell your secret."

"I should probably go home.. I told Jeremy that I'd help him with something."

"Can you also tell him to fuck off?"

"What'd he do now?"

"He put a fish in my locker."

I smile.

"I'll do much worse to him."

I watch him walk to the Jeep. I wait until he's gone to head to my car.

I stop, turning my head. I can hear a heartbeat. I quickly turn around, grabbing the arrow. I look at it and immediately know who it is. Another arrow enters my stomach. I groan and take it out.

"Oh, fuck you, Vivian!"

She appears with her crossbow in hand.

"What the hell are you doing here?"

"Heard there's a werewolf problem."

"Connor keeps control of his werewolves." I snap. "I believe there was an agreement between the Argent's and the Mikaelson Pack. You don't hunt us."

She puts her bow down.

"You're right.. but doesn't mean I don't enjoy this."

She throws a knife at me. I hate her with a burning passion. It's horrible enough she's a hunter who kills those who are innocent. But I can't kill her no matter how much I want to.

"I could kill you."

"But you won't."

"Because Hope deserves to know who her mother is." I snap. "I lost my mother at her age.. I won't let her suffer the same as I did. Your death will not be at my hands no matter what how much I want it to be."

Her eyes soften at the mention of Hope. She's met her in person a few times with Connor or I present. She calls when she can. I know how much it means to Hope. And as cold hearted as Vivian is, I know it means as much to her.

"How is she?"

"Good for not knowing what is coming for her."

"What are you talking about?"

"Dahlia is back."

Vivian is someone that my brother used to love and I know she loved him just as much. She knows our family history. She also knows what it means to be a Mikaelson. We don't invite many people into our family. And she became part of it the moment she became pregnant with Hope.

"I thought-"

"A Bardin took down the spell.. which means someone from my mother's family wants some sort of revenge."

"Because of you."

I slowly nod. I know it's because of me. They know they cannot beat me. They want to see me dead. In their eyes I am a monstrosity that will bring nothing but chaos and destruction.

"You're the only one that can kill Dahlia."

"I'm going to before she even comes close to Hope."

"I want to see her."

I throw the knife back at her. It hits her near her shoulder.

"That's between you and Connor."

I get into my car, speeding off.