"This can't be happening!" Emma screamed through her unconscious mind.

"I need to wake up!"

Emma was still unconscious yet it was almost like her mind was still awake. She remembered hearing voices a few hours ago. The last voice she remembered was her daughter's. It almost sounded as if she were crying. She was telling her something but Emma still couldn't recall what it was. She wanted to respond but her body felt so paralyzed as if it didn't want her too.

"Okay Emma, snap out of it! The faster you find a way to get out of this, the faster you could go back to normal and pretend this whole thing never happened." Emma thought.

"Yeah, you could go back to that miserable stressful life that probably got you in this mess." Emma shot back to herself.

"Living in that small house, taking care of two kids and two adults who are having another kid that'll probably make your life a whole lot worse. Going back to that job you call a career you know you even like" Emma's conscious added.

It was the first time she felt completely alone. The first time she was able to be completely honest with herself about her feelings and emotions. No matter how harsh it sounded speaking about her family and speaking of her life in general, it was the honest truth. She was unconscious yet still able to think about all of the thoughts she suppressed and tried to run away from. Every thought she tried to run away from was flooding her mind.

"Things were so easy." Emma thought thinking back to before her daughter was ever thought of.

Don't get her wrong she loved Emily more than anything in the world and she would never regret her decision of having her even if it were at a slightly young age. But she had bigger dreams.

Instead of sitting behind a desk documenting and going to meetings about saving the world she actually wanted to travel the world and save it while doing so. She wanted to swim the beaches and oceans and collect the garbage found in it too. She wanted to travel to other countries and experience life and help the children in need as well. All she wanted was to make the world a better place for a career instead of just sitting behind a desk and not doing anything about it except bouncing off ideas that are never even being used.

But then he came back into her life. And as much as she tried to stay away from him, she couldn't. It always felt like a magnetic force. It felt like time had stopped and the only sound that was heard was the sound of each of their heartbeats. It was like magic. Toxic Magic.

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Since the first day they met she realized his kind eyes made her melt. He was attractive but that wasn't the first trait Emma saw. It was his demeanor. The way he carried himself like no other. He was mysterious yet intriguing. He had a rough past and was rough around the edges, but Emma saw through him. She saw through his heart. Most people thought he never had one.

"But I always knew he did." Emma said through her conscious.

He was broken and Emma saw it. She did what she'd done best. She fixed him.

As time went on it, life had changed and so had their relationship. Their passion felt like beautiful bright fire to the point where it had aggressed and turned into hate which caused them to drift apart and end what could've been.

And then he comes back again. And again. And again.

"But he's not coming back this time, because it isn't only me." Emma thought to herself.

If he left again Emma's heart wouldn't be the only one getting ripped out. No matter how much it ate her up inside knowing when he left he took her heart with him. She only has one priority and if getting her heart broken is something Emma could protect her from Emma was willing to take that chance.

"I have wake up!" Emma screamed once again.

"Ouch!" Emma shouted to the top of her lungs feeling a sharp pain run through her chest. This time it was consciously.