Don't push me off the edge.

Thirty six

**** Emma's P.O.V****

As I stepped out the door, Derek's mother closing it. We stood out there and talked. I thought she would have Derek step out at first. I felt like this was when the teacher was pulling me out of class for a moment to tell me something.

" What did you do to him?" She asked with anger in her voice.

" Excuse me what?" I wasn't sure what the hell she was talking about.

" He's different now! It's cause of you isn't it! You changed him. You stupid cunt! I was trying to raise him as the best around. Everyone knew him because he was the best. But then you showed up. Saying ' Let's go to Paris and fuck off.' Isn't that right?" Um, no. I was done with this conversation already.

" Okay, I didn't do anything. I swear. I really don't think I changed him. He's older since you last saw him probably anyways. You are- How do you even know all this? Are you a real fortune teller?"

Her eyes filled with fire. Rage, anger, hatred. I didn't know what I did.

" I am, good observation skills. And you're a witch. The worst of them all. You are well aware you shouldn't fall in love with a dragon tamer. After you killing all of them. You're damned race declaring war on everyone. Trying to kill the rest of the supernaturals. Leaving you all the last one standing."

I stood there in silence. I didn't know what to think. Was I truly in love with him? I now felt like I was. I have never loved. Not this kind of liking. I used to crush on people sure. I had many in high school but never bothered to talk to any of them. I never wanted to have really a future with them. Being there friend would be good enough for me.

But Derek? This was different. I wanted to be with him. I wanted to have a future with him. I wanted many things. And I wasn't going to let Derek's foolish mother stand in the way of that. I wasn't worried about the whole being a witch thing and his mom knowing. If you're good you can figure it out. But I wasn't the one who started everything about the wars with the witches. I was against it. I was the one who fought the witches to help the Dragon Tamers. I didn't know what I was doing at first. But when I heard people around me talking I figured it out and wanted to kill every last witch.

" So you do love him?" She chuckled. "Well I mean, I have a Witch right in front of me don't I? I can Destroy you while  have the chance! This will help everyone out there! And you're quiet powerful as well. Even better." I was now a bit worried.

Fortune tellers can see the past, present and future. I only knew one but she did it as a job. Something fun. I knew what they could do. Destroy you're future. And they just had to thump heads with you, concentrate, and I didn't know how they felt. Or really how they did it. But they killed you instantly of heart failure, or something that instantly killed you. I saw it happen and she told me how she did it. She was a fortune teller. She could instantly wreak anyone's future. Any one of them could.

I shook in fear, she could kill me in a second. " I hope you know," I started. " That I wasn't the one who started the whole ' lets start a war on every other race' thing. I'm not that idiot. I'm completely against it. And did you ever hear about the one witch who fought all the other witches to help the Dragon Tamers? Take a good guess." I looked at her in the eye.

" No way! Not you! You of all people, It's not you. You're just trying to scare me. I know that trick you little bitch."

" I'm that one. Believe it. I'm the one who tried to take on almost a whole army of witches by myself. I'm the little shit that did it alone. I'm the powerful Witch that betrayed her race to help another. I am that one. And I would prove it. And you will not destroy me. You're nothing. Weak. Just a common little shit that roams the streets trying to scare another person. You're kind are everywhere. Most just don't know what there capable of. I know these things. And I- I might be in love with Derek. Maybe, I don't know. But, that means hardly anything! And why do you even care! You seem like the worst mother ever! I'm sure Derek Never-" I was getting overly confident. At first, I was trying to scare her, make myself look big and bad. But the more I talked the more confident I felt. Sure, she could kill me in a second. But I was indeed more powerful then her. But I was going to get to harsh.

" I sure hope he knows all this." My heart sank. How would he react if he knew all this? Did he know about the wars? Me? Of course he didn't know about me. " Just keep you're blood soaked clothing away from my son. He doesn't need you." I shook in fear once again. This time, I didn't think I would be able to over come it.

" Are you finished scolding me?" I asked. She nodded and I opened the door. 

I was probably pale, shaking. Cause as soon as I walk in I see Derek come to me.

" What did you do mom? She looks. . . Dead." Derek put his hands on my shoulders as soon as I walked in. He bent down a little to get a closer look at my face. I avoided eye contact, getting away from his grip.

I walked to the couch not saying anything.