If I touch a burning candle

I can feel no pain

In the ice or in the sun

It's all the same

Yet I feel my heart is aching

Though it doesn't beat it's breaking

And the pain here that I feel

Try and tell me it's not real

I know that I am dead

But it seems that I still have some tears to shed

-Tear to Shed, Corpse Bride

Emily walked into school the next day and ignored the buzz of gossip about what had occurred the other night. She tossed her hair over her shoulder dressed in a pair of high waisted shorts, a white flowing tank top and a red hoodie with a pair of white doc martin on her feet.

"Hey Little Red Riding Hood."

Emily smiled and turned around to see Stiles grinning at her. "Hey." She grabbed the lapels of his jacket pulling him in for a kiss and slipped her underwear into the front pocket of his jeans. "An incentive for today. Are you coming over tonight?" She asked.

Stiles bit his lip. "I promised I'd help Scott with the full moon. I have a few hours before though. I could come over and cook you dinner." He suggested.

"Mmm. Do I get to eat you?" Emily tilted her head to the side with a smirk.

Stiles flushed red. "Well er… If you want to."

"Oh I want to." Emily whispered in his ear nipping at his earlobe.

"You're evil." Stiles shook his head.

Emily winked at him and walked off down the corridor where she was ambushed by Allison. "You and Stiles? When did that happen?" Allison asked.

"Er… The day after…" Emily glanced around the school.

"Oh. So?" Allison asked.

Emily frowned. "So…"

"Details. How did it happen?" Allison exclaimed.

Emily smiled. "He came over the day after… We talked and had dinner and had sex on my kitchen floor." She said quickly.

Allison gaped at her.

"What?" Emily asked.

"You had sex? On your kitchen floor?" Allison exclaimed.

Emily smiled. "You're looking at me like I'm an innocent virgin." She followed Allison into the bathroom. "Oh…" She realised why Allison was staring at her like that. "You and Scott never…"

Allison shook her head. "So you…"

"I'm experienced." Emily tilted her head to the side. "Look life is short and I always figured that when I met the right guy I wanted to know what I was doing."

Allison smiled. "And is Stiles the right guy?"

Emily bit her lip.

"Oh my god! He is!" Allison smiled.

"All I know is that no guy or girl or anyone for that matter has ever made me feel that way he does." Emily admitted. "And if you tell anyone that I will deny it." She pointed a finger at Allison. "Oh my god this is so fucking complicated." She ran a hand over her face. "This wasn't supposed to happen. I'm supposed to be leaving soon." She leant against the sink.

Allison frowned. "You're leaving?"

"Yes. No. I don't know." Emily turned around. "I got a call a few weeks ago. An old friend of mine, he was kind of like a big brother to me, he wants me to come and live with him. I said I'd give it until winter formal to decide. I've been kind of lonely here and it wasn't until… Sorry I don't mean to unload on you." She shook her head.

"It's fine. Listening to your problems is better than dealing with my own." Allison smiled at her. She paused pressing her lips together. "Do you think I made a mistake?"

Emily cocked an eyebrow. "I don't give advice, just opinions and my opinion is that you shouldn't give up on a guy that genuinely cares about you. Bad boys come and go. Hanging on to a good guy… That takes skill and brains." She took her lipgloss out of her bag.

Allison sighed. "Maybe I made a mistake."

"Maybe." Emily shrugged.

"You're really not going to give me any advice?" Allison asked.

"I told you. I don't give advice. You're a big girl, take the arguments given to you and make your own decisions, don't follow what others tell you to do." Emily fluffed up her hair. "I have to pee. Don't you have a chemistry test?" She asked.

Allison smiled. "I'll see you at lunch?"

Emily nodded.

Allison left the bathroom and after checking she was alone Emily pulled out her phone. "Hi J can you put me through?" She leant against the wall. "I don't have much time. Baby Argent needs to go. If you want Scott to join you, she has to go. But he has to do it." She hung up the phone.

Immortal

Emily skipped lunch not hungry and had other things on her mind. She hid out in the library trying to sort through her head. It had been so easy at the start. She came to Beacon Hills intent on destroying the Argents and all those involved in the fire that had killed her best friends. And inflicting as much pain on Kate Argent as Kate had her. But now. She wasn't supposed to feel. Her emotions were gone, flicked off with her humanity but now, she was questioning every and all because of Stiles. Emily knew she had to end it now before things got too out of hand. But how?

She left the library and walked down the hallway towards her locker when she bumped into Scott.

"Hey Emily. Can I talk to you for a second?" Scott asked his eyes flickering to Coach's office.

And just like that the way to breaking Stiles's heart and returning to the plan was presented to her. Emily gave him a playful smile. "Of course." She followed him into Coach's office, closing the door behind her and leant against the desk. "What did you want to talk to me about?"

Scott sighed. "Allison. Do you think she still likes me?"

"Of course she still likes you." Emily rolled her eyes. "It's going to take a lot more for that girl not to like you." She pointed out. "Just give her time to realise that she should be grateful. I mean you locked us in that room to protect us." She shrugged.

"Are you grateful?" Scott stepped into her body, tilting his head to the side.

And that's when it hit her. Guilt. And she realised she couldn't do it. Emily shook her head and brought her hand up to push Scott back. "Not that grateful." She told him. "Dick move. Imagine how you'd feel if Stiles tried this shit with Allison." Emily moved to leave.

"Because you care so much about Stiles." Scott sneered. "You're just a distraction from his crush on Lydia. But he'll never have feelings for you. Who'd want to be with a cold, unfeeling bitch like you anyway?" He asked.

Emily grit her teeth together and turned around and hit Scott in the jaw. "Fuck off McCall." She stormed out of the office and left the school grounds.