A/N: Thank you guys so much for reading my stuff! It's already finished, 19 chapters total (i know you can't wait!), and i tried to edit it as much as possible. Here's chapter 9!
Emile POV
I was upset now. Upset that they had to leave next fall. Upset that one day, I would cease to see Blaine. Unless I chose to leave my mother.
I couldn't possibly choose between my two loves. Yet I had to.
"Why?" I cried as I banged on my bedroom wall. "Why?—Why?—Why?!" I continued to smack the wall with my open palm—until I felt a presence in my room. I turned around.
Blaine stood there, looking puzzled.
"This is about us leaving, isn't it?" he said.
"Yes… and no." I crossed my arms.
"How is that possible?"
"I wasn't saying 'Why?' as in 'Why do they have to go?'." I sighed. "I was saying 'Why?' as in 'Why do I have to choose?'."
"Choose what?"
"Between going with you and staying with my mom. Either way, we're going to have a broken heart on our hands—mine." I forced a laugh at my feeble joke.
I started to hear a strange noise as my eyes fogged up, and Blaine walked over and put his arms around me.
Then I realized the noise was me. I was sobbing, and my eyes fogged up from the tears.
"Sh…" Blaine said soothingly as he rubbed my back with his hands. "You don't have to choose, yet."
"B-But," I tried to swallow the lump in my throat. "Every day that—that goes by…" My voice faltered for a moment. "…It's another day closer to the day that I have to choose. I—I can't…. I can't choose."
With that, I buried my face in his shirt, and silently thanked God for the fact that my mom was working that night.
I eventually calmed down, and tears had stopped falling down my face. We were now on the edge of my bed, and I was in Blaine's lap.
"Would you like for me to go, now, or do you want me to stay?" he asked. I turned to him and answered.
"Do you really think I would let you leave?" I nuzzled his neck, and he made a low growling sound. The sound you might hear a dog make when another dog was on dangerous territory. "Sorry, did I cross the line?" I asked, pulling away.
"No," Blaine said, "But you were getting dangerously close. My self-control only goes so far."
"Okay." I put my head on his shoulder. "No neck-nuzzling. Anything else?"
"I think it's time for you to sleep. It's really late."
I looked at my digital clock. It was past midnight. I had cried for hours.
"Don't you sleep?"
"No—I can't. Vampires don't sleep." He slipped one arm under my knees, and the other behind my back. Then he stood and laid me in my bed.
"Nice," I said to him. I then fully realized how tired I was. I yawned and pulled the comforter around my shoulders. I had only just realized that I was really cold from being in Blaine's arms for so long.
"Good night," I mumbled.
"Good night, Em." And I drifted off to sleep.
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