Hey everyone, there are TWO reasons I am sorry this time. The first reason I apologize for is on how long it took me to produce this short chapter. I have been so excited, stressed, and nervous with my move that my writing schedule is really throne for a loop. I am writing but not at the times I want, I shall be returning to my original writing schedule soon. The second reason I am apologizing is because of the length of this chapter, I am so sorry, I hate short chapters, you know that. But this chapter is short semi for a reason I thought the things that were in this chapter filled it enough, but I promise next chapter will be longer. So sorry for the wait and everything. Other than that I hope you enjoy this chapter and PLEASE review, it helps me in every way.

Emma sat on her bed staring at her broken mirror. The blood had not dried and she placed a bandaid to stop the bleeding. "I'm no child," she mumbled angrily as a knock came from her door.

"Em, we're home," Felix said from the other side.

"Felix, she is sleeping," she heard her mother yell from downstairs. Emma angrily got up and walked over to the door taking a deep breath. She smiled and opened the door.

"No, I'm still up," she shouted as Felix looked at her concerned, immediately grabbing her chin raising her head down.

"My God, Em…" he whispered as she grabbed his wrist and threw his arm away.

"I'm fine," she said confidently. Felix looked at her strangely as her phone began to ring. Emma turned from her brother and walked back in her room praying he wouldn't follow in, but he did.

"Em?!" he gasped staring at her cracked and shattered mirror. "What did you do? Does mom know?"

"No, not yet," she shrugged grabbing her phone. "Hello?"

"Get off the phone," Felix demanded as she laughed and turned from him. He could hear Lydia on the other end.

"Hello Felix," Lydia's voice traveled through the phone.

"Ignore him, Lydia," Emma sighed. "No, no he's just trying to play…daddy again," Emma said hatefully. Without saying a word Emma pointed to the door. Felix mumbled something before walking out. "So you're going where?"

"Movie rental," Lydia answered boredom carrying in he voice.

"Going to make Jackson watch The Notebook again huh?" Emma laughed as Lydia laughed too. "Well you have fun, I'm going to go to bed, I'll see you at school tomorrow, love ya," Emma said cheerfully before hanging up. As she looked at the mirror again the anger and hatred of everything going on in her life flooded back filling her heart. She locked her door and put her sweatshirt on opening her window and climbed out. She looked up at the bright moon and sat down on the roof looking at the woods in her backyard.

As she pondered what she was doing with her life she looked back in her room and stared at the broken glass. A small smirk appeared on her face and she climbed down the terrace that connected to the back of her house. As she ran down the street the sudden feeling of freedom struck her. Dashing into a sprint Emma ran down the street her breath fogging with every pant. As she got to the corner of the main street Emma dashed across but caused a black car to come to a screeching halt. Emma froze in fear staring at the lights like a deer. The driver door flew open and Derek climbed out. "Emma?" he said darkly as she looked at him nervously. He walked over and looked at the cut. "What happened?" he demanded.

"Nothing," she said breathlessly. Her chest felt like it was fire and her body felt like she fell in a frozen lake. "I can't…I can't…I can't breathe," she gasped grabbing his wrist as she began to fall to her knees. Derek quickly acted dragging her to his car. He placed her in the back and got back in. "Scott," she gasped before coughing. Derek hit the gas and drove down the street the car was deathly silent.

They pulled into a back parking lot and Emma followed Derek and Scott to the roof. "What are we doing?" she asked as Derek held his hand up to shush her. In the front parking lot they saw an ambulance and a few cop cars. "What happened?" she asked softly looking around. She saw Lydia and Jackson sitting on the back of the ambulance.

"The alpha attacked again," Derek said annoyed. Emma squinted at the scene of the crime. "You see Scott, this is why you need to be ready."

"Ready for what?" Emma asked realizing they had been in a conversation before she joined them.

"These attacks are strange," Derek continued ignoring Emma. "We, Scott, are predators not killers, the alpha is retaliating about something."

"About what?" Emma questioned as no one answered her. Derek left and Scott followed causing Emma to look at the scene one last time. She pulled her phone out and called Lydia. She watched as her best friend pulled her phone out and stared at the screen robotically. "Come on, come on," she whispered as Lydia stared at the screen some more. Suddenly Derek returned and ripped the phone from Emma's hand and hung up.

"Are you stupid?" he whispered grabbing her wrist.

"I wanted to check up on her," Emma hissed. Derek rolled his eyes and shoved her toward the ladder.

"Check on her later," he grumbled as she climbed down. They walked back to the car and she climbed in. Derek drove down toward the preserve occasionally looking in the rearview mirror. Emma stared at him a small smile growing on her face. The car smelt like him, the musky thick smell of fresh forest, Emma couldn't help but smile. As they pulled into her driveway, Emma's stomach fell to her feet. Derek looked at her as well Scott as she sat frozen in her seat. "Well?" Derek sighed as she looked at them.

"Do…I have to go?" she asked as Scott looked at her oddly.

"Emma? Is everything…"

"Everything's fine, Scott," she said bitterly as Scott got quiet fast. She pushed her way out of the car and raised her head high. "I am no child," she whispered as the car door shut behind her and her heart skipped a beat. She bit her lip slowly turning around hoping to see him, hoping for him to comfort her. With one sigh her hope was gone as Scott walked over to her. Derek sat in the driver's seat he made eye contact and slowly looked away.

"Who's called you a child?" Scott whispered as Emma shook her head.

"You should go, if I get caught."

"Em, you are far from a child," Scott said softly comforting her. "You are one of the strongest person's I know."

"Scott, your words…are nice," she smiled as he laughed rubbing the back of his head. "But you don't know me, I don't mean that in a total bitchy way, I mean that as in we are just getting to know each other. My group of friends is growing, you seem like a good kid who got mixed up in too much," she said in a hushed tone hoping Derek couldn't hear. "I want to get to know you more. But between us…"

"No," Scott laughed placing his hand on her shoulder. "Em, I'm not…wow….no. I want to be friends, I was just saying your not a child," he said as she laughed louder.

"Oh wow, that got awkward," she smiled running her fingers through her midnight hair. The door flew open and Felix stood in the doorway. "Great," she whispered as Felix stepped down the stone steps and walked over to them.

"What are you doing?" he asked calmly. "Emma, I thought you were going to bed, you have school in the morning you can't go hanging out with your friends. Who's car?" he asked suspiciously pointing at the camaro. They all looked and saw Derek wasn't in the driver's seat.

"Scott's, isn't it nice?" she smiled grabbing Scott's arm.

"It's a car," Felix sighed motioning his thumb to the front door. "You can see your friends tomorrow." Emma's eyes shut her body felt like ice and she loved the feeling all of a sudden. Her fists clenched and she took a deep breath.

"Why do you do this?" she blurted as Felix looked at her slightly confused.

"Do what, Em?"

"Oh shut up!" she screamed. "You 'protect' me too much. You aren't my father, you are my brother, act like it, damn it! I am not a child."

"By law you are," Felix growled as she became angrier. "And maybe I'd treat you like an adult if you bloody acted like one!" Although her skin was cold to the touch the blood rushed to her head causing her to get light headed and red faced. Her fist rose and slammed into her brother's nose. Felix stumbled back cupping his nose as a few drops of blood began dripping out. Emma shook her hand with a satisfied smirk.

"Was that childish enough," she smiled holding her head high as she walked past him. "I'll see you at school, Scott," she said confidently as she walked into the house. Storming up to her room she locked herself in and climbed into bed looking at her broken mirror shortly before turning the lights out.

Early the next morning Emma moved into her bathroom to take a shower. She looked at the cut on her face the blood had dried and it began to scab over. Tracing the cut with her finger she sighed. "No way to cover that up," she whispered turning from the bathroom mirror and turned the shower on. Letting the water get blistering hot she climbed in smiling satisfied at the warmth. "He is my enemy," she said as her eyes shot open. Felix had pushed her too far and now she was ready to fight him every step further, punching him in the face was only the beginning. After showering, changing, and getting ready Emma ran down stairs and grabbed her keys. "Daaaaad, I'm leaving," she called as Felix stood at the top of the steps in his boxers staring down annoyed at her, tissue paper sticking out of his nose.

Emma quickly looked away trying not to laugh. "Very funny," he said his voice altered from the lack of air in his nostrils. "If you think of me as such as a dictator, maybe I shall treat you like one, Em? Would you like that?"

"Oh, I absolutely would love that," she mocked bowing.

"Both of you, stop!" their mother shouted as Emma rolled her eyes. "Felix, there are things I need you to do for me today, while I'm at…"

"I can't, I'm sorry, but work…."

"Felix, my house my rules!" Emma's mom hissed causing Felix to get quiet fast. "Emma, I want you home right after school, tonight is parent teacher night, and…"

"That's tonight," Emma groaned caught off guard. "I completely forgot."

"Such a childish thing to do," Felix laughed under his breath, his mother giving him a dark look.

"I'll bring you my schedule and I'll be home early," Emma shouted as her mother nodded politely as Emma ran out the door. She jumped in the car and drove to school.