Restored Humanity ▷ Nick Sorrentino [2]

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Nick

     WE HAD ARRIVED at the barn a couple of minutes ago. The rest were still yet to arrive but notified that their delay had to do with Pablo Escobado —a member of the Spanish pack— demanding to be shown around Stonehaven. It wasn't as if much was occurring in here either.

     The trip here was rather silent, considering the fact that Paige told us Emma could die if she keeps getting herself injured. It's not like she can avoid it, I wish I was able to fully protect her but I can't. Wherever we go, harm and destruction follows.

     All I want to do is hold Emma in my arms and shield her from any danger our problems might inflict. Protect her at all cost and make sure she is always happy and safe. I want that for all my family, but again, it's unfortunately something unreachable for us. Apparently we can't have such peace.

     That does not mean that I don't try for Emma to stay as far away as possible from this fight but it's just not her. She is not one to stand by and watch everyone else fight, a few like my father losing in the process. She craves the adrenaline that comes with fighting.

     I have to accept that as much as I hate it, it's the way she is. I can't change Emma and I never would.

     We were currently inside the lonely barn. The witches were outside, my guess preparing for this 'Aleister' they speak so much about. Emma fiddled her fingers rapidly, something she did when she was either nervous or anxious.

     "Hey, what's wrong?" I asked. Already knowing that she was about to lie to me "Nothing. Just waiting for the other to arrive" She put on a fake smile. While staring at the ground. I grabbed her hand and caressed it with my thumb. I knew she was strong and very courageous but I also knew that she was afraid.

As much as she tried to act like everything is alright and that she can take over anything and everything that comes her way, she is terrified. I didn't need to but I could smell it. She was afraid that what Paige told us could turn true.

     Didn't I was afraid? Of course I was, I was terrified. If I ever lost Emma, my life would lose all meaning. I wouldn't be able to live with myself, knowing everyday that I lost the only woman I would ever love.

"It's okay to be afraid, Emma" I whispered, moving her face by her chin so that she would look at me "I don't want to die" She whispered, voice breaking. Her eyes held a slight shine due to the tears forming on them. She quickly leaned forward and buried her face in my neck.

I hated that she was feeling this way but couldn't really help with it beside telling her that everything was going to be okay "All I want is to finally stop with this constant fighting. I want peace. I want to be away from death" She said, sitting straight.