BLOOD LEGACIES
Chapter 54: What Do You Want? {1}

Chapter 54: What Do You Want? {1}

"Yes, I hate humans..."

I felt a hot chill run through me, followed by a gulp.

"But not you... definitely not you"

I licked my lips. "O-Okay... although I don’t know why you..."

He leaned forward, his arms resting on the table. "Many things Emma"

"L-Like what? I’m not an angel like your family and..."

"You think my family are angels?" he mused.

"You know what I mean," I said in a whisper, closing my eyes and sighing.

"Ever since I laid my eyes on you, ever since I smelt your...."

I opened my eyes.

"...wonderful intoxicating scent, I have been asking myself the same question" he shook his head like he was in a battle with himself. "I tried to focus on the hate, but when I’m with you... I can’t" he emphasized the word ’I can’t’ strongly and I felt some sort of warmth flush my insides.

"I don’t think I can ever hate you, Emma..." his orbs burned into mine and I felt like I was scarred by both his looks and words. "... and I don’t think I can stay away, either"

My heart felt heavy, and my fingers played with the tip of my shirt. "What I wanna tell you is..." I gulped, afraid to meet his gaze so I closed them. "I’m leaving, Dace" I took a deep breath after my confession and flushed my eyes open, and what I met with a frozen Dace.

His looks were still and his eyes were hollow, the wonderful highlight I always saw was within those hazels of his were gone and replaced with nothing but black.

"My mom and aunt have agreed on it, my aunt thinks it what’s best"

"What..." he paused, his eyes leveled and no longer meeting mine, and why was I hurt by that? "...Do you think it’s best?" he asked.

I instantly opened my mouth. I was stunned at myself because no words came off me, I thought this was best too right? So why was I hesitating? I want to leave because I have heard of things I shouldn’t and I have been next to a guy that was nothing but dangerous so why was I hesitating?

"Because of me... you would leave school and the town you planned to start your life in" he huffed.

"Dac-"

"I should have kept a distance between us, I should have," he said with a tightened jaw. "Emilia was right" the next murmur but I heard him quite well.

I think my heart jumped when he rose to his feet, and I felt something like a deep fear overwhelm my body, and I felt like I was losing something, and before I knew it I was gripping his jacket making him stop in his tracks but not turning to me. I felt like I was holding onto a giant with an unpredictable action to come. Why did I stop him? This was what I came to tell him because I couldn’t on the phone, we were SORT of dating so I felt every right to do this, just why the fuck was I hesitating?

I gasped when he suddenly whirled to me, my breathing picking up its pace.

"I understand" he began in a tone I couldn’t recognize. "Leaving is what is safe for you... I’m not angry at you or about your decision, that is only what matters to me. But what I am pissed about is...it’s my fault... you have to come to a choice that isn’t yours to make"

"I-I-It’s mine choice to make"

"Really?"

He didn’t believe me, he didn’t believe I was the one who decided to leave. I caught my breath when he took a step closer to me and I was forced to tilt my head backward. "I asked if this was what you wanted but you didn’t give me an answer," he said softly. "Tell me, baby... is this what you want?"

My lips went apart but I was speechless. I didn’t know how long I stood there but it seemed like my silence was enough for him.

He sighed deeply. "What I thought" He nodded his head with a forced smile backing away from me.

"Dace" I began.

But he was swift, he was already at the door and it slammed shut, making me jolt slightly.

This didn’t go as I expected, what exactly was I expecting?

~

"When was the last time we cooked together?" My mom said with a loving smile, as I helped her chop the veggies, but carefully because of my bandaged hand, although I felt no pain from it, I just couldn’t wait to take it off.

"I’m still a bad cook"

She laughed. "It’s easy honey, just mix the right spices and we’re good to go"

"I really hope that’s the case, I can’t even mix the chemicals right in chem class" on saying that I remembered Dace and me, our second encounter and I felt that dread feeling again, our last talk didn’t go well at all.

"You’re so like V. In the cook"

"She’s a better cook than me really"

"Well she was once like you and look how she turned out"

"Are you two gossiping about me?" her voice came from the living room.

"Just watch your program, silly" My mom called back.

"Oh you should see it, it’s your fav, come watch with me"

"Well if I do that we’re all sleeping on an empty stomach"

"Better than missing this out"

I snorted a laugh and my mom did too.

"Oh V, I forgot how geeky she can be"

"She told me you left here because... you had dreams to follow"

She nodded. "That’s one way to put it, V was the one who got really close with our parents, I just felt..." she shrugged like she didn’t put much thought into it. "...You know that there’s more to me than here, V. was so engrossed in taking over the family business"

"Wait, the shop Vanessa always talks about is the family business?"

"Yeah, didn’t she mention that?"