I slowly walked Emma out of the school, smirking to myself. Those cops were completely clueless as to who could killed that teacher. Little did they know they were letting the killer go without even a question. I looked down at Emma as we reached the parking lot. "Are you alright?" I asked with a low voice. I wasn't used to showing any kind of concern, the words just didn't feel right, yet when it was Emma... It almost felt natural. I just hated the feeling, I wasn't a good guy, I wasn't nice, or soft, or caring, and I didn't have any feelings for anyone. I was a monster, a murderer, and that's how I wanted to stay. "Yes, I think so." Emma said with a nod, but made no sign to move. This made me smirk, but as I glanced up to a boy, glaring daggers at me my smirk widened. "Well you better go, your boyfriend is getting jealous." I said chuckling smugly. Emma turned to the boy's direction, and quickly pulled away from me. I slowly frowned, a pinch of anger hitting me as I noticed Emma's bright smile. He made her very happy... It disgusted me fully. Does that boy think I can't do that? Does Emma think I'm no worthy enough? What do I even care!? I don't want to get in the middle if them.. Emma and that kid can just be the happiest couple ever, it's not my concern. "Thanks Elijah." Emma said, with a glance to me before she ran to that boy, embracing him. I hissed lowly, gritting my teeth in annoyance. I should never be thanked, I was a killer, no way has anyone ever thanked me! But then it hit me.. She called my Elijah.. And I felt no headache, or burning in my head. My curse.. She didn't set it off.. Does this mean..? No it couldn't be.. Not her.. I stomped to my car grumbling. If this was true I had to fight this, for as long as I can. I sat down in my car, sliding my knife out of my pocket, watching back at Emma and that boy. I growled in pain as I watched them share a kiss. Thats it, I had to do something with that boy. I couldn't kill him, that would hurt Emma to much.. But I do know someone who can help. I stabbed my knife into the seat, and pulled out my knife, dialing quickly, and waiting. "Hello?" A familiar voice said, with a girl giggling in the back ground. I rolled my eyes for a second. "Hey Chris, it's fang, I need you to do me a favor." I smirked.
Emma's POV "So who was that guy you were with?" Salrion asked wrapping a arm around my waist, walking me to his car. I looked at Salrion, then away nervously. "Just some jerk that got me in trouble." I said simply. "Oh yeah, do I need to 'take care' of the moron?" He asked opening up the car door for me. I rolled my eyes and got in. "No, I can handle him, trust me." I said quickly. The last thing I wanted was a fight. I knew Elijah was hiding something. And something told me it wasn't something safe, I didn't want Sal in the middle of it. Sal sighed as he got in to, and nodded. "If you say so." He said pulling out of the parking lot. I watched out the window, lost in my own thoughts. I didn't know if I was in the mood to go to this party Lily and Taylor was forcing me into. I mean I loved them both, we have been friends since kindergarten, but when my mother died I became a bit lost. Today was the first day I've talked to someone with real emotion. Elijah. He brought something out in me today. I couldn't explain what. And I didn't know if I liked it.. But I guess I would just play along with it until I was sure of what ever this was. Let me know what you think of this. If I get 3 comments on this story I'll update
Any more characters you would like me to add?? has anyone guessed what Elijah is yet? First one to get it right gets a prize lol