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Jade pov:
I'm in my room lying on my unmade bed when my father bursts through my bedroom door panting.
"Jade! Are you ok? I came in the house and there was a mess in the hall. What happened?"
"Yes, everything is fine dad." I said but he still walked to where I lay in bed eyeing me closely as if I might be bleeding out from somewhere. When he made sure that I wasn't gushing blood he sat himself on my bed.
"Why is your clothing partially burned?" he stated shortly after. "Were you trying to kill your self by going into the sun?"
I laughed a bit at his comment. "No, more like someone wanted to kill me."
His head shot to face in my direction as he yelled a confused, "What?"
"Yeah, little miss ex girlfriend of the pretty boys decided to pay me a visit. Good thing you weren't here." I said absent mindedly rubbing my once chard hand.
"And it was a good thing you were here? Please, spare me Jade. I'm still your father and I don't want harm to come to you." He said with sad eyes that almost looked like they were trying to say sorry too. Sorry for his part in my evident situation.
He got up suddenly and made to get out of my room taking out his phone in the process.
"What are you doing?" I asked him lifting my self of the bed and grabbing his arm in which his held his phone in.
He looked back at me and answered me with a frown. "Calling the Salvatores, they are going to deal with this mess. They will mostly likely know why she came here. I'm not going to have you in danger again."
I blinked at him a bit surprised by the pure determination and care his voice showed for me. It almost made me want to cry. I cleared my throat to make sure my voice didn't come out unsettled, "You can't. She'll kill us both. She wants me to make a conflict between them. She said if I didn't she would kill you and then me."
He closed his phone and put it back in his pocket. "Jady, you can't be agreeing to go along with her plan can you? I refuse to be some sort of doll for her to use over you."
"Dad please..."
"No listen to me. I will be ok. You don't need to protect me. I've neglected my father duties to you enough as it is. It's about time I do my job. I won't let her do this to you."
Now the tears really came. They fell unyielding down my face. I looked down as if in shame, crying in front of people was so not my thing.
My father put his arms around me, holding tightly in his arm. "We'll figure this out." He said to me softly over my head. I nodded in reply and for a bit believed him.