Chapter 15

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~Crystal's P.O.V~

5 months later:  

We were finally on our way home. It was the middle of July and Kol, Taylor, and I were finally going home. I did miss everyone but it didn't matter. We were safe now and that's all that mattered. We all changed a lot we were darker. That's what killing Cursers did to you they had dark magic. They were also very challenging but we defeated them.

   We up to the mansion on our motorcycles. Me and Taylor looked at each other and took deep breaths. 'Are you ready?' Taylor asked in her mind. Me and Taylor had more control over our powers now. We also managed to graduate high school. I nodded my head and walked into the huge house.

  Dylan stood there smiling at me, "mommy?" Tears filled my eyes, " hi sweetheart." I say while picking him up and pulling him into a hug. "Where did you go?" He asked crying into my shoulder. "I had to go stop the bad guys before they came to hurt you," I said brushing a piece of hair out of his face. He wrapped his tiny arms around my neck, pulling me into a hug. "I missed you mommy," he whispered in his soft sweet voice. "I missed you too baby. Where's Derek and the rest of the pack?" "Derwek's wit Kim and the wrest are in danger pwool." "Who's Kim?" "My new mommy," he said sadly. My heart broke in half.

                    Derek moved on. 

       "Dylan where are you," Stiles' voice called Taylor dropped her bag and a tears began to stream down her cheeks. Stiles eyes widened when he saw us. "Taylor!" He screamed running over to her. He wrapped his arms around her. "What happened did you get hurt. Oh my god I thought you were gone. You know what forget it your home now that's all that matters." He said holding her close. She cried in his arms, "I'm sorry I left but we had to leave to keep you guys safe."

        The rest of the pack came in the room not including Derek.  Isaac must've sensed my broken heart because he wrapped his arms around me without saying a word. Letting me cry into his shirt he sat me down with him on the couch, "Crystal-" I cut him off. "Don't call me that anymore I'm not Crystal. I'm Emma." I liked my fake name better then Crystal. Kol and Ian came running in the room, "what the hell did you do to them." They grabbed both me and Taylor and pulled us in their arms. "Taylor missed Stiles and Derek found a new mate," Scott said giving me a worried look. "Don't call me Taylor anymore. I'm not that same girl. Call me Alexa." I guess Taylor liked her fake name. Taylor and I glanced at each other and stopped crying. I wasn't going to cry over a guy that wasn't me anymore. I was different I changed a lot. Taylor wasn't going to cry over missing a guy. She was a changed person too. We both straightened up and stopped crying. I detached myself from Kol and picked Dylan up and sat him on my lap. "Dylan didn't tell you did he," Isaac asked looking at the floor. "Tell me what?" "Ever since you left Derek's been treating Dylan like crap. He told him not to call him dad anymore. He's been ignoring him and stuff like that." My eyes flashed green and a lamp blew, "he what!?!" I hissed.

  Kol wrapped his arms around me, "calm down Emma. Your realms will go off." Dylan didn't say anything, "sweetheart did he hurt you?" He looked at me and said, "no he jwas says mean tings to me." Crys, is it ok if I call you Crys?" Scott asked placing a hand on my back. "Yes you can call me that," I said angrily. "Derek told Dylan that you were dead. He had all of us convinced that you were dead." Two more lamps blew, I didn't say anything.

     Then Derek decided to walk his ass in the house with his arms wrapped another girl. I just sat there and glared at him. Dylan hid his face in my shoulder. "Derek what are you doing here?" Scott asked looking at me. "I live here," he growled. I stood up and picked Dylan, "I'm going to put Dylan down. He needs a nap." I said brushing past Derek. Looking at him in disgust. The girl kind of looked like me. I'm not even surprised.

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