Don't push me off the edge.

Forty four

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

" What in the hell?" Derek says. " Why are we leaving so suddenly?"

" I think, I heard my dad's voice. But I don't know."

" But hes an alcoholic right?" He was more then that . . .

" Yeah, I don't get why he would come here. Unless he want's me, but he never gave a shit about me so I don't see why." He held my hand.

" Well is there anything else he did other then drink?" He asked. I really didn't want to tell him that he abused me and nearly raped me several times. Nearly. But I could say something about the abuse.

" He abused me, as a child he was always in his office. And when he killed my mom- I guess now not so dead mom now- He went to the bar every night and came home drunk. I would be in my room doing something and he would hit me for things like not getting things for dinner. I expected him to eat at the bar though. But he would um, hit me and beat me for really stupid shit." He squeezed my hand.

" When I made dinner for him one night he said it wasn't cooked right and threw his bottle at me. And that's how I got this little shit, as you already know." I said pointing at my eye patch, trying to smile but failing. " I just, don't wanna see him again. I'm more afraid of him even if I'm more powerful them him."

" Is you're dad anything? As in like Dragon Tamer and stuff." He released my hand but I grabbed his before it went far, I needed comfort. A hug would be better, but we were in a car at the moment.

" Not that I know of. He never used anything related to super natural stuff when I was around, I never saw it. But, I don't think he is anything other then a piece of shit." I sighed. " I want my mom, no matter how old I am." I confessed.

" She sounds cool." He says. " Better then my mom." He laughed a little. I smiled.

" I'm surprised you can still like me after the war part I told you. I don't get you." I chuckled.

" I don't like you Emma, I love you. More then anything in the world, and I will do what ever it takes to keep you safe." He kissed me on my lips for a few brief seconds, I wish it lasted longer. 

" I know." I looked out the window. Was it such a bad thing I didn't want protection? I knew he loved me, I hoped he wasn't lying. His heart was pounding fast, either he lied or he was nervous. No way to tell sadly.

Soon we reached the hotel, as Aaron said he wasn't there. Derek finally mentioned something.

" I actually saw a guy staring at me while we were dancing. And at dinner." I sat on the bed, he sat next to me. " Brown hair i think, and some grey hairs. I couldn't see who he was dancing with very well though." He put an arm around me. " I'm sure it wasn't him. Besides, why would he come here for you? I mean!- I would come here for you, but I mean he didn't care about you- I'll shut up" He removed his arm.

" Just stay away from him, please. That really, really sounds like him." I shivered. I went to the bathroom to get out of the dress, it was a shame Aaron got it. Really, I made my own cloths. Whatever came to mind and I used my magic it went on me. People used to always use it, almost fifty years ago you saw people changing there cloths all the time. It was some thing anyone could learn after all, everyone has just a little magic inside them, a witch or not. But sooner or later that stopped for reasons I didn't know. You could see cloths in stores and they were practically you'res without buying. And no one can say anything about it. 

I once again used magic to change. Leaving the dress folded on the counter in the bathroom.

I lied down in bed, putting the covers over me as Derek read Game of thrones. As I closed my eyes I heard a " Love you, goodnight." From Derek as he kissed me cheek. I whispered I loved him back as he pulled away, I didn't know if he heard me but I hoped he did.

That night I dreamed of my dad's beatings, and when he brutally killed my mom with the gun he secretly kept in the bedroom.