Allison Argent Again

Chapter17 New abilities

I wake up the next day and with goop in my eyes and frizz in my hair I made myself coffee. I sat at the table and put the mug down to grab a big box of Cheerios and some milk. I thought about when I was in Wisconsin with Jacob Whittemore, my ex boyfriend about 2 or 3 years ago, I was 13 and the pit I felt in my stomach when I came back from going to get lunch to see him with her He was reaching to her and pulling her hair hair back be hind her ear so he could see her face, I pretended I didn't see it, pretended I had no idea. He told me later that he needed to drop the dead weight in his life and that I was about the deadest. Back to present day.. I reached out for my coffee and SNAP! like that it appeared in my hands. I narrow my eyebrows. What?? How is this possible. Then I remember an "empoth" or something like that maybe "Empath" I don't really know, maybe it's one of my 'abilities' other than seeing and hearing emotions. Okay... Let's see if I can do this again- it doesn't work- maybe I need to try harder?- I throw my hand out in front of me.. Nothing.
"Trouble." I hear a mans voices say behind me. I turn around to see an older man, probably I'm his 40's or 50's.
"Who are you?" I ask.
"Gold," he says, "Mr. Gold."
"Okay.. Gold-" I say backing up, "How did you get in here?"
"Magic." He says.
"M-magic doesn't exist."
"Of course it doesn't, neither do werewolves."
"What do you want?" I ask.
"Me? I want nothing. You? Just so." He says, "I'm going to teach you how to use your gift." He reaches for my hand and I pull it away.
"Don't touch me." I saw grinding my teeth
"There we go.. Reach out to the glass."
I put out my hand, and like that, There it was, in my hand the glass.
"How did you do that?"
"Not me dearie, you"
"Me? How??" I ask
"Magic is channeled through emotion rather than thought one has to feel so strongly about something, that they would do anything."
"Afterwards, how to I stop the anger." I ask
"Your happiest moment, the best moment or moments of your life." He answers. Liam, our first date. That was the happiest time of my life.
"How do you know all of this and why should I trust you?" I ask and turn around where he should have been standing.
"Gold?" I saw looking around, "Gold!" But he was gone. Okay I think let's act like that wasn't the strangest thing I've ever seen. Alright, I'm going to do this. I put the glass down on the counter and take a deep breath. Jacob. I thrust my hand out in front of me and like that the glass was in my hand.
"I gotta call Scott."