BLOOD LEGACIES

EMMA

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Dace didn’t really mean that, right? I mean there was no way he would go that far... his words still plunged my very brain. Heads rolling? That’s way too far! But who am I to doubt it? This is Dace and I know him but I still don’t wanna believe it. But each time I recalled his eyes, the anger, and the sadness... I was constantly reminded that he meant that threat.

I have been thinking a lot since that day and I’m frequently having a headache because of it. Dace has been awfully quiet too, I wonder if it’s because he’s still angry but I couldn’t pinpoint it either. Dace’s words that day took me by surprise and the realization he struck into me about me doubting myself.

I bit my bottom, I have always been timid and never considered anything good about myself, not until I met Dace, I learned to be blunt and speak my mind and do things I wasn’t so sure I had the courage to do. Only a fool will not believe what he told me, I knew it perfectly well and I still doubt myself, because I thought I was just a shy timid girl who moved into town but yet I got plunged into the world of the supernatural and became one myself, one that was not fully accepted by everyone, I think that’s what killed my spirit now.

But that was the least of my concern, because I was only worried about Dace’s quiet actions since then, I mean I knew he needed time and maybe space to heal and I happily gave him that but the gravity of that day still laid I could feel it, I think his silence was the best course of action because I don’t know what to say when I finally speak with him, the distance and the silence were killing me to the point I felt like breaking but I endured because it felt like it was best for now... my head is still loud from thinking and I needed to silence it and hopefully be able to talk to Dace rather than bringing back what happened that day.

I sighed deeply, so here I am in school... hoping I could let things go but it still shook my brain like a switch, fuck will my head ever stay silent? Maybe coming to school was a bad idea. Or is it because Dace wasn’t here right now... I’m so used to his presence and I declined when he told me to come to school without him.

The talk was mostly one sided because the tense air was biting on us, he told me to go to school so that I won’t miss out on my studies, I wanted to tell him that I didn’t want to, that I want to stay and take care of him but my mouth wouldn’t move and all I could do was say ’Okay’ and that’s it. Right now I really wish I said something because I miss him now and felt like a part of me was missing, maybe I will call him later and check on him, yes I will do that, maybe that will ease my worry a bit.

"Emma!"