Emma

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟔

A bar. That's where the four of them ended up. After a long day filled with pointless research and unnecessary arguments over the useless research, the four of them needed to take the edge off, at least before one of them gets so frustrated that they start throwing punches; and by the way Emma meant James. It was his idea to head to a bar, go figures, but she and Stephanie were behind it one hundred percent.

The four of them sat at the front of the bar, each nursing their own beer. The bar was filled with old drunk men trying to hit on the busty blonde bartender, along with any other woman that came into sight. Luckily she was with Hunter, Stephanie and James, most men in their right mind wouldn't dare start something with either of them. Emma felt safe with the three of them beside her.

"I don't know what we are going to do. It has never been this hard to find something on a spirit," Hunter said as he took a long swing from his beer.

"Well we still have to find something soon, someone else is going to get hurt soon," James replied as his eyes wandered around the smoke filled room.

"I think tomorrow we should try looking at it from a new angle. Maybe that will help," she suggested.

"I think you're right, Emma. Besides, I could use a little fun tonight," James winked as his eyes caught the tall, blonde bartender's face. He got up from his seat and made his way over to her, leaving Emma and Stephanie and Hunter to themselves.

"Typical James," Hunter scoffed. Yeah he was right, James did this every time she went out to the bar, leaving her Stephanie and Hunter usually without a vehicle to get home. Emma loved James, more than she'd care to admit out loud to anyone, even herself.

Emma was a college student, she had always been a student. This life didn't have much room for love or even a committed relationship. She was already in too deep by loving James.

She knew it wasn't going to work out, people die in this life. Both Stephanie and Hunter knew that, they both knew everything about it. Emma was just setting herself up for a heartbreak that could have been avoided completely.

She watched him flirt with girl after girl, most of them blonde, but he did go after the odd brunette and maybe even a redhead or two. Each of them twirled their finger in their hair as he worked his Douglas charm on her.

Emma watched how his hand was somewhere on her body, whether it was her leg, or around her shoulder, or her hand was in his.

Each girl would completely melt in his touch, who wouldn't though. Whenever he's so much as touched as her, it sends a spark throughout her body. That's why it was best if she pushed down her feelings for him, maybe one day they would just disappear.

She turned around to find Stephanie talking to a tall brunette. Stephanie rarely left her alone to talk to men, but when she did; she was happy for her. Even if it meant her by herself for the next little while.

Emma ordered herself another beer as a stranger took a seat next to her. He was younger than the rest of the crowd in here. He was dressed up in a suit, his hair short and dark brown, along with his eyes. He smiled softly when he glanced over at her.

"Hello beautiful, what's a girl like you doing at a bar all by yourself?" He cooed at her. Emma's body instantly tensed up at the sound of his voice.

"I'm here with some friends," she said, trying to sound as confident as possible. Emma peered around the room, James was paying attention to the bartender and Stephanie had her back to her. Helpless, she was helpless. She could feel the hairs on the back of her neck sticking up, her body shivered slightly. Emma swallowed hard as the other bartender handed her, her beer.