Love never ends

Snow queen on Christmas break

Karly POV

"I have to go," I whispered when George pulled away.
            He groaned and kissed me again. Why does he have to know that his kisses distract me so easily. But I can't get distracted right now. I pulled back and took a few steps back. Unluckily for me I ran into the bed, which caused me to fall backwards. George chuckled at my sprawled out form.
"Were you trying to get more comfortable?" He asked and laid down on the bed next to me.
"George your stalling."
He pulled me closer to him and kissed my forehead, "so what if I am?"
"George you know I have to go."
He kissed my cheek and whispered, "I don't want to let you go though."
The truth was I didn't want him to let me go either. I felt safe right here. Nothing could hurt me here. But if I didn't go something- scratch that, some people, were going to hurt me. Namely, my mom, brother, Brook, and Ave. Even that thought didn't make me want to leave though.
            George drew me out of my thoughts when he kissed me again. I caved and kissed him back. I internally sighed happily.
And then my dad came and ruined my happy moment.
He cursed under his breath then yelled, "what do you two think your doing?!"
"Uh.... I'm going to go upstairs now..." George stammered, kissed me quickly, then apparated upstairs.
I rounded on my dad, "come on! You can't expect me not to kiss my boyfriend!"
"I expect you not to be snogging in your room!"
"We were not snogging ! I'm not going to see him for like two weeks! You think I'm going to settle for a hug?"
"Karly-"
"If you had your way, you'd kiss my mom whenever you want," with that I grabbed my bag and stormed out of my room, dad on my heels.
"No I wouldn't!" He yelled.
"Yes you would." I snapped "And you'd also make sure Hook stays far away from her."
"This is immature."
"Yes. Your freak out is immature."
"I was talking about you! Now stop acting like a child!
"I'm not being childish!"
Dad shook his head, exasperated, "we have to go."
I was breathing heavily. Why was I so angry. It's probably hysteria starting to settle in. I mean, practically every bad thing that can happen happens to us! I spun on my heel and started heading to the door. Dad sighed and caught my wrist.
"I'm sorry," he said flatly.
I raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything.
"You were right. About a lot of things. I just... your my little girl. Even if you are 15. Missing your childhood makes me more protective than I already am. I know you love him, and I know George wouldn't even think about hurting you, but he's your boyfriend and I'm your father. I'm going to be overprotective and break up every sweet lovey dovey moment I see."
             I couldn't help it. I started laughing really hard. Dad soon joined in and we were both laughing like fools.
           Is this what happens when your getting hysterical? Maybe? Was I getting hysterical? If not what was happening to me? To many questions to process at once!
            I don't remember how, but eventually I had said goodbye to my dad and ended up on the plane to Bangor International Airport, the main international airport in Maine. Now begins the 7 hour flight to Maine on a Muggle death trap. Fun.
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           The flight was uneventful, as usual. But when I got back to Storybrooke wasn't. First I get attacked by my brother, then my mom, then Brook and Ave.
           Okay, I'll slow down. When i got back I started heading down Main Street and was tackled by a very excited 14 year old brother of mine. 
          "Your back! Finally! I missed you so much! Don't ever leave suddenly like that ever again without an amazing excuse!"
          "Okay okay, I won't! Now if you let me stand up I can hug you better."
           My little brother, who isn't really that little, stands up and helps me up. The practically suffocates me from a bear hug. I hug him back but not as tightly. I missed him a lot, but I don't want to kill the kid. He on the other hand seems to be trying to kill me.
           "Alright Henry, I missed you too, but I can't breathe! Loosen your grip!"
           Henry laughed and loosed his grip. He had grown a lot since I had last saw him. He was barely shorter than me! Not kidding he was probably half an inch shorter than me. What happened to the twelve year old I met in Neverland?
          "Henry you have to stop growing, your going to be taller than me and almost every one is already taller than me!"
          We both laughed for a minute, and then we saw mom. I'm so in for it.
         "You young lady," Emma starts walking over to us, "better show your mother some affection before I ground you till your twenty."
Laughing, I let go of Henry and hugged my mom tightly. I missed her and Henry a lot. I don't get to see my family often, especially them. Actually I didn't know who my mom was or that Henry existed till about a year and a half ago. And I didn't know anything about my dad except that his last name was Black till he escaped from Azkaban. That's when the truth came flooding out of Mr. and Mrs. Weasley.
I love my mom and Henry. They're great! I have... other family here. But that just gets so complicated that I don't even know who's related to me and who's not. I don't even think they know who's related to them and who's not.
"KARLY!" I heard two very familiar voices call out from down the street.
I broke away from mom, to be tackled again by my two best friends. Brook and Ave.
"First Henry, now you two! I'm happy to see you guys two, but for the love of Merlin stop tackling me!"
They laughed and started talking a mile a minute, asking questions while they helped me up. That's when I regretted wearing sleeves that only went three quarters of the way down my arms. They showed the scars on my hand that I got from toad woman, and some of the scars I got from she-devil (I picked that up from George. What? It's a perfect name for her.) pretty well. I had gotten so accustom to them that I hadn't noticed that they were showing.
Brook and Ave went dead silent when they saw the scars. I tried to say something before they freaked out, and I knew they would, about how it was okay and I'm fine now. But I was not quick enough.
"WHERE IN THE BLOODY EFFING HADES DID YOU GET THOSE FUDGING SCARS!? IM GOING TO KILL THE FLAMINGO THAT DID THIS TO YOU WHILE BROOK TURNS AWAY! TELL US WHO THE FLAMBE DID THIS RIGHT EFFING NOW! AND DONT FLIPPING ASK WHY IM NOT SWEARING! JUST TELL US WHO THIS CREATURE WORSE THAN VOLDEMORT IS! AND YES I SAID HIS BLOODY NAME BECAUSE I DONT GIVE A SHERBET!" Ave yelled.
At the same time, Brook yelled, "WHO FLIPPING THINKS THEY CAN DO THAT?!?!?! WHAT SICK MINDED TEACHER DOES THAT AS A PUNISHMENT!! YES I KNOW ITS A TEACHER NO ONE ELSE WOULD BE ABLE TO DO THAT!!! AND YOUR ARMS ARE COMPLETELY COVERED IN SCARS TOO!!! WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU!!!"
They continued to flip out. I gave mom a help-me-please look. But she just shrugged as if saying, "you should have told them sooner, or come back sooner." I would have if I could mom. Kinda have school.
Once they cooled off Brook said, "alright. You ready for a snow queen over Christmas break?"