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High School

"Oh, you mean how you tortured him?" She asks, her threatening tone coming back but she closes her eyes and sighs. "I'm sorry, sir. Yes I do know." She says, looking at Emery's neck, then at Edward. She was trying to control the urge to rip his head off, something got to her about him, and it wasn't just how terrible he treats Emery. Her brown eyes examine the man's face, every crevice every angle.
 
Edward nods his head, "He put up with that because of you, and while I think he is foolish his mother has expressed that she feels proud that her son can stand up for something like this. She is honoured to have a son who will bend the rules in order to protect something, even if it ultimately means that he is protecting a werewolf. And therefore we have decided some things."


Emery raises his eyebrows slightly at the fact that his mother was proud and honoured to have him as a son, she had never once expressed an interest in him like that, she had never been like a mother to him.
 
Leela's eyebrows furrowed together in confusion. Her mouth hangs open slightly as she stares at the man that she thought was evil. Don't trust him, he might be tricking you. Her mind says and she snaps her mouth closed and her eyebrows go back to normal as she tilts her head at the man. Her face expressionless, a little thing she had picked up from Emery.
 
Edward stands up and walks over to the window as he looks out at the moon while he speaks. "We have decided that you two may see each other as much as you like, however there are some terms." He looks back at them, raising his eyebrows. Emery looks at Leela, something in him felt lifted, like a weight had gone from his shoulders.
 
"Like?" She presses, she knew if he was going to allow Leela and Emery to see each other, there had to be some pretty big terms. Her eyebrows raise back at Edward before she looks at Emery and a smile pops onto her face, whatever the terms were she was going to accept. She'd do anything to be able to keep seeing Emery, whatever it takes.
 
"The first term is that Leela has to attend the next ball." Edward states. It didn't sound threatening, but Emery tensed up at the thought of if. It would be a chance for Edward to make a laughing stock of Emery and Leela in front of at least a hundred other vampires, not to mention they would want to hurt her.
 
"I'm not good with dances." Leela says, feeling Emery tense up beside her. She didn't like the sound of a 'ball', but if it really had to be done Leela could handle it. She can handle a lot more than some think, but if she had to wear a big poofy dress, she would of course protest. She had even planned on wearing a tuxedo to her prom because she hated dresses.
 
Edward smiled slightly and shook his head, "You will be fine, Emery will teach you what to do." He looks out of the window again and then walks back over and sits down. "The second term is that you must take a room here, and live here." Emery let go Leelas hand suddenly and stood up, "No, not here," he pleads, but his father just glares at him to silence him.
 
"What?" Leela asks, standing up. "Sir, I.. I don't think. I." She says, not able to finish the sentence. She didn't want to live here, she didn't want to move away from her home she loved it there, but she shut up. She knew that if she didn't do what Emery's dad wanted her to then she wouldn't be able to see Emery so she sits back down, trying to hide the tears that were trying to escape from her eyes.
 
Emery straightens up and opens his mouth again to speak but his father shushes him, "Do you understand what you're doing Miss Long?" He asks her, as he gets out a piece of paper from his desk drawer and a quill. Emery tries to think of something to say to stop her from doing this, but he cant. He couldn't tell her that he wasn't worth this, because when she had said that she wasn't worth it he had gone ahead with the torture anyway. "If you understand these terms, sign along the dotted line." He moves the contract towards her. Emery sits back down in his chair, looking at Leela, a look that clearly tells her not to do this.
 
She looks at the paper, then stands up. "I don't want to live here." She says, then looks at Emery, then back at Edward. "But I would do anything." She closes her eyes, her head screaming at her not to do this. Her eyes pop back open and she tilts her head at Edward. "Question. Where will I be staying. I hope it isn't in a dark room with barely any light because I need light." She says, remembering her dream yet again. For some reason it kept popping into her head.
 
Emery glares daggers at his father, he couldn't believe that he was making her do this, he didn't want this to happen, his father glared back at him, but then turned his head to look at Leela. "You'll be staying in a normal room, of course. Beds, large windows, a bathroom, everything for your comfort. We aren't cavemen, we know how to treat guests."
 
She tries to keep the snort from coming out, but it does anyway. "Really?" She asks, a sarcastic tone in her voice but it soon vanished when she moves her hair away from her neck. "Will I be treated like my father was? Bit in the neck and left there to bleed to death?" She asks, her harsh tone returning. She knew it was one of the people at this house, she just knew it.
 
"I can assure you, you will receive no such treatment," Edward states, his voice poison to their ears, "Unless of course my out of control son bites you in which case I cannot interfere." Emery rolls his eyes at him, he just wished his father would shut up. He just wished this was all a dream and he'd wake up and it would be the first day of school and he'd still be attending Fairdimont.
 
"Oh, trust me when I say this. I know your son won't be doing that." She says, snark dripping like venom from her teeth. "Look, I'll sign the damned contract.. As soon as you tell me why Emery is worried about it." She says, and looks at Emery, she knew that he was against her living here, and so was she. She just had this feeling that was eating at her, and she couldn't get it to go away.
 
Edward smiles a mockingly sweet smile at Emery, and waits for him to explain. Emery just looks around for a moment, before he takes a deep breath. "If you live here and sign that contract they will not let you go. You'll be under constant surveillance, you'll be like a possession to them. Not like a servant, but you won't be an equal either. It won't be an easy life, and my family will make sure of it. You will be defenceless in a house of vampires. You'll be our toy."
 
"Yeah, fuck you." She says to Edward and then leans down to Emery. "I'm sorry, but I.. I'm not a pet." She says, before kissing his cheek sweetly and walking out of the study. She finds her way back to the stairs, and goes down them. Before she leaves she turns around and looks at all of the people stood around. Tears poor down her face before her bones crack and she transforms.
 
Edward smiles and rips up the contract while he looks at Emery. "A werewolf is a werewolf, Emery, they are not friends, lovers, or family. They are untrustworthy, heartbreaking creatures. To think that she would ever do anything for you, makes you a fool." Emery looks at his father in silence, before standing straight and walking out of the study, he walks down to his bedroom, shuts and locks his door, and sits down on his neatly made bed, he'd never see her again. His father had made the terms impossibly high, he knew what the outcome of this meeting would be.
 
Leela's tail goes between her legs before she walks out of the open door. (lets just say it was open :3) and down to the street. She looks back at the house before raising her head towards the moon and howling. It was pitiful sounding, but it was powerful. It showed true feeling and emotion as she continues to howl. Maybe she'd bother the vampires and they'd come after her, death would be a better feeling than the one she had.
 
Emery stays sitting on his bed for a moment, before he curls up in a ball on his bed, his head resting on his pillow but his knees pressed close to his chest. In silence for a moment his mind is blank, empty, but then he hears the howl, and everything crashed into him at once. Every feeling, sadness, anger, heartbreak, confusion, they hit him, and they hit him hard.
 
Leela lays down, not moving from in front of the large house. She wanted to know if anything was going to happen, she wasn't going back to her house, and she wasn't going to roam around the streets in case animal control finds her. She stares at the building, regret filling her. She was never going to see Emery again. He probably hated her for her decision, either that or his father made the terms to high, knowing that Leela would refuse one of them. She couldn't live like a pet to these.. These parasites, they'd probably give her a food dish with her name on it, for Christ's sake. A loud growl emits from her throat and her ears go back at the thought.
 
Emery looks over at his window, debating whether or not to go outside when he sees the bars on it. They wouldn't open. He couldn't get out there anymore, the only way now was the front door, which he wouldn't be allowed to leave through, his brother or one of the staff would stop him, and while he wouldn't hesitate to kill one of them if he had to... Emery couldn't move, it was as if this pain had crippled him inside, he didn't know why he felt such a strong connection to Leela but it was making him feel so much pain. The thought of Leela filled his head with regrets and punishments and heartbreak and he remembered how he'd felt after he'd kissed her and he would never feel that again. And he did something then that he didn't expect, he began to cry.
 
There it is. Your heart is breaking, can't you feel it? A voice says to her and a pitiful whine comes from her mouth. It hurt, it hurt so much. You should have known not to get attached to him. All vampires are, are leeches. They suck the blood from people, the life from everybody they touch. The voice says. "SHUT UP!" Leela screams at the voice, but it comes out as a loud bark. Her chest pounded and she runs away from the house. Maybe if she got far enough away the pain would stop, maybe if she got far enough away she'd forget.
 
He cried for a good long while, sobbing into his pillow, hugging his legs closer to his chest as he thought about her. He should never have spoken to her, he should never have ever gotten involved with her even remotely. He should have stayed clear away from her the second he had smelled her, he should had joined the football team, been popular, hated Leela. But he hadn't, instead he had felt for her, and, if he was free to think it but not admit it ever again, he even loved her.
 
Leela ran straight past her house, heading towards the woods. Her brown eyes full of hurt and sadness. When she reached the woods she let out another howl, ear piercing and high. She looked to see the tree, the tree that had held most of Emery and Leela's conversations. She growled at it and rared up on it. She then dug her claws into the wood and scratched through their initials. Her paws were in pain and she looked down to see blood showing. The bark had ripped out some of her claws, and she whined and licked them.
 

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