BLOOD LEGACIES
Chapter 110: If I Had The Power

Chapter 110: If I Had The Power

DACE

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I have crossed the line once again... I should not be here, but what can I possibly do? I came here by chance, I wasn’t sure my angel would come to prom, it was a slim chance because I knew Emma, she didn’t crave the attention, but her scent led me here and I knew she came and more, she came with OWEN. Yes, call me a stalker, for I have had my eyes on her since the moment she arrived at the school, I felt like killing something, NO... I felt like killing Owen, I was losing it but I have been in enough trouble, but how exactly do you expect me to feel? Seeing her with another guy? I felt like there was something snapping within me, ready to combust.

I originally came here so that I can personally tell her goodbye, I knew the last time we saw each other didn’t end well, I knew she was hurt so I needed to tell her myself and make it proper, even when I was mentally in denial about that, my brain keeps telling me I was just here to see her, but I had a purpose, a purpose I have been battling for a long time.

My mom told me to make a choice, my future or her... I was in a tight position here because I knew the very day I found my female, our relationship will mean nothing, but will my feelings for her really fade away? Because watching her now with that warlock I felt like storming that school, I felt like killing something, I felt unhinged, my mind blank, I was stunned because I haven’t made a move and I remained still, watching, I was waiting for a chance to be alone with her and what I expected wasn’t exactly what I hoped for.

I expected her to be happy, I expected her to live her life, or maybe gradually forget me, she was human and their feelings towards something never runs deep like a werelion... but I was wrong. My baby girl sat on the bench like she didn’t exist on this earth, lost in thoughts and not even aware of her surroundings.

And what the fuck was she wearing? I have always known she was thin but I knew she was still young and she would cross that line. I also knew she was conscious of her body and always seemed to wear clothes that didn’t cling to her body, no matter how beautiful and alluring, with all her skin for me to see which made me flip on like a switch, I knew better, she was uncomfortable and I saw it, she was shivering, this was unlike her.

I couldn’t just stand there and watch her for long, it was about time I fucking do something.

Which I did and to my greatest shock she slapped me, my angel was getting brave which almost made me snicker at her actions but she should know what she was dealing with, this resulted in her rubbing her hand in pain, she hated pain and yet she went ahead and slapped me, well I deserved it, I didn’t mind if she slapped me numerous time.

She squabbles at me for not picking up her calls and I can imagine how hurt she was, I could feel it, my chest was shrinking in pain as I heard her cries.

She said she hates me and it broke me, it broke me more when she said it multiple times but what shattered me was...

"T-T-This is the worst birthday ever because of you!"

Fuck! It was her birthday?! I had not the vaguest idea, I held her tightly as she cried in my arms.

"I’m so sorry" the only words I could utter. I miss this, I miss the closure, I miss her scent but I couldn’t enjoy it properly because of the warlock stench on her. I was angry again but I held it in, I didn’t wanna scare her like I did that day, I still regret it. I’m surely gonna kill someone later tonight, the only person that can stop me will be god because no one touches my angel.

But I don’t have the power... I don’t have the right.

I pulled away drying her tears with my thumb before arranging her glasses properly, fuck! I miss her face, I miss her freckles, it was really getting hard to do what I came for.

"Happy birthday"

Her gaze shifted to me and she frowned, she still wasn’t happy, she was still angry with me and I knew it, but then her orbs shifted to guilt, what was she feeling guilty about? I narrowed my eyes, ha I see, she need not say anything for I understood, but I didn’t wanna talk about it, it wasn’t my place anymore.

"I’m sorry for not calling" I began but I felt paused, I was at a loss for words but I forced myself, I needed to do this so that she can move on, she deserved better, but my brain was pissing me off, I still felt the need to kill Owen, fuck! What was wrong with me? I couldn’t think with that warlock stench, it fumed me further.

"I had my reasons, Emma"

She met my eyes, guilt, hurt, sadness. Her beautiful green orbs were swirling with many emotions.

"I just wanted to see you"

No no no, that was not what I came for, I came here to end this but what the fuck was I doing?

"O-Okay," she said in a murky tone and I found myself speechless again.

I need to stop myself before I do something I regret because I was on the verge.

"Go inside, it’s cold"

She gave me a look like she just heard wrong. Yes yes! I do not expect that to come from me but I was running on several thoughts here, my mind was clouded.

"Go inside"

Say something besides that Dace! Now it seems like I was pushing her away!

She blinked and I knew tears were about to fall once again but rather she pulled away from me. I felt my chest contract and my body yearning to be close to her again but I restrained myself from doing that.

She pulled my jacket more to her frame before turning on her heels and walking back inside without turning back and I felt like my brain would split.

What the fuck is wrong with me? And what have I done?