Young Writers Society

Emma

I hug him back, "I missed you."

Jag

I tighten my grip and close my eyes, "I missed you too, Em."

Emma

I nod and kiss his cheek, "Lets go to the house. Wash up."

Jag

I nod and kiss her cheek back, opening my eyes and leading her out.

Emma

I follow him, glad to be out of here.

Jag

I keep an arm around her waist while we walk, feeling slightly bad about getting blood on her dress.

Emma

I sigh, biting my lip as we walk.

Jag

I don't focus on what I just did, though I find it doesn't bother me at all, and only think of the fact Emma is back with me, where I know she's safe.

Emma

I glance up at him, "Thank you."

Jag

I look at her, "For what? Coming to get you? I would have done that with or without the text, Em. All I had to do was find your scent... But you're welcome. I couldn't let you go."

Emma

I smile, "Oh..."

Jag

I nod and realize I might have just said too much, smiling lightly back, "Yeah. Adrenaline's screwing with my mind. We should hurry up."

Emma

I smile and nod, racing him there.

Jag

I smile fully and speed up, racing her as she does me though I intend to let her win.

Emma

I shake my head and slow down, "don't let me win."