EMMA POINT OF VIEW

Well, I don't see Zack around so that's a good thing.

"Hey, glad you found the place." A voice came from behind me. Zack wraps his arm around me so tight it's  like he's trying to suffocate me. Not to mention his hands feel rough, and tense.

It's okay just stay cool.

Well, he did save me maybe he's changed?

I really don't know anymore. I'm more confused than ever...the fact that I'm staying at a villain's house is saying something.

No, the fact I let a villain help me on this journey is saying something.

Yeah, but I see the good in him. I feel it too. He's not bad.

"Actually, I'm glad Jacob knew where it was." We both looked towards Jacob. I smiled towards him, but he just looks mad towards Zack. I look at Zack smirking back at him, but there was more behind it.

What?

"Who's hungry?" Zeke asked breaking the awkward silence. I immediately shoot forth leaving Zack behind, and head towards Zeke instead.

"What'd you make? It smells amazing!" I notice his cheeks turned a little red as I complemented him.

"Thank you. I made my famous cheese, potato, and sausage casserole. Yeah, I'm still getting use to these types of food so it could turn out really good or really bad. I never made this type of food before we usually just do take out."

Take out? I don't know what that is, but if it involves food I already love it.

Whatever it is it's going into my stomach...it smells so good also looks good too, not to mention sounds good. Everything about it is good.

I felt a hand on my shoulder, but it felt comfortable, and relaxed so that's not Zack. I look over to see Jacob right next to me looking up into Zeke proud smile on his face.

"Please I'm sure whatever you make is music to my stomach." Jacob said, and for some reason I started laughing making everyone stop, and stare at me.

Weirdly enough that made me laugh harder.

"Uh, is she okay? She sounds like she a mad person." Zeth spoked up making us all laugh.

I am mad, that's a fact, but hopefully that's a complement with these guys.

When is being mad ever a complement?

Being mad as in being weird, right?

"Okay, let's try it all together." Zack hands us each a plate.

Someone does a count down from ten, but I couldn't focus on any number except one.

We all ate into it at once, it tasted purely...

Awful!

For the longest time no one talked let alone ate anything. We would all just glance at each other seeing who would make the first move to break the awkward silence.

I was just trying to calm down my stomach it's not cooperating nicely.

We all looked around anywhere, but our food still on stove with two full pans filled with this casserole. There was so much leftovers it could feed at least thirty people.

All this food will go down to waste a tradegy, but protect your stomach first.

I think I'm going to be sick... it was only one bite. One bite!

"Well, it wasn't that bad it could have been worse." I said trying to break the silence. Right on cue all our stomachs started growling not of hunger.

We all scrambled out of the room.

Snap, I don't know where the bathroom is!

I continue running down this path, but that just made my stomach worse.

"Hey, there's a bathroom on your next right go there!" Jacob shouted passed me turning left. I turned right extremely grateful that he was there for me.

Immediately after the turn I see the bathroom down the hall. I sprinted down to it, locked the door, and just hope with all my being I don't take too long.
..........
I walk into the ballroom where we found the hood. It's been a few hours since that last incident, but my stomach finally cooled down from Zeke's casserole. I spot my sword across the room, slowly walking towards it. Each step is like a flashback to that day still can't believe that happened. Where's the hood? Maybe they just put it away.

How did the heroes find me?

I didn't really know they were looking for me until well until they showed up.

Do they have a tracking device on me or something? Everyone around me would be in danger including Jacob if he continues to come with me.

He's such a mystery to me, he has the appearance of a villain, but a heart of a hero. He's just so mysterious, and a mystery to me I don't even know how I feel about the situation anymore.

If he's near me he's in danger, but I can't do it without him either.

No, I'll just make the decision right now.... he doesn't come. His life would constantly be endanger because of me.

He'll just go back to his old life with his buddies, forget all about me and this person after me, and I'll just try to find this hooded figure on my own.

It shouldn't be that hard, hopefully.

I finally picked up my sword feeling this weird sensation that it's trying to speak to me. All of sudden I feel like I should stay here not just in this room, but in this mansion like house.

Didn't I just decide a moment ago I was leaving?

"Hey, you okay?" I hear a voice behind me gentleness behind it.

Did the sword know he was going to be here?

"Hey Jacob, just want to say thank you for helping me back there. That was so awful it...there's no words." He starts laughing as he passes me reaching down to grab his sword.

"You know it's funny I was just here to bring your sword, but you beat me to it." He walks back over to me his eyes trying to say something that I don't understand.

I was never really good at reading face expression, but I can tell something bothering him.

Is it that he wants to stay here and not come with me?

It doesn't matter anyway because he can't come. I don't even know why he would want to, he knows the danger he would be in if he did.

"Hey Emma? Your still with me right?" I snapped back to reality.

He said 'with me'...

Yeah, because I wasn't there there. I was in my own world.

"Yeah, I'm still here. Are you okay? When you walked in you seemed troubled. I noticed it earlier too." Jacob for a split second looked surprised, but as quick as that happened it was gone a small smile replacing it.

"Yeah, just confused..."

About what?!

"You know about Zeke, Zeth, and Zack mostly Zack. I was talking with him earlier, and I don't...I feel like he was hiding something from me I just don't know what it is, and it's making me uneasy because I have a feeling it's...about you." He concluded finally look up at.

He's worried about me?

It pains me to see him like this, I want him to still be able to trust his friends they did so much for him...

That's it!

"Let me ask you something, when you were going through that difficult time, when you lost your parents who helped you through it?" He just looks down smiling a little probably at a memory he was thinking of.

"Zeke, Zeth, and Zack."

"Who were the ones that came to Earth with you?"

Were am I going with this question?

"Zeke, Zeth, and Zack."

"Who were the ones that made you laugh, and happy when you felt sad back in Xoruma and Earth?" I noticed when I asked him that he seemed hesitant to answer.

"I guess it would be Zeke, Zeth, and Zack."

'I guess'?

"That's right so obviously they have your back for you I could see that miles away. They care about you, you guys have the strongest relationship I've ever seen anyone have you guys are just that strong together so don't give up on them. They may seem like their 'hiding something from you' your words not mine, but they just got your back, and their just looking out for you."

At first he didn't do anything just stared me down shocked I even said that.

Well, it's true they been with him through thick and thin he should still stick with them through their thick and thin.

I snap back to reality when he moved closer to me only inches away from me, but the air seems different. The floor seems like it's moving from under me, and I can fall any second.

He wrapped his arms around me squeezing me tightly, but felt comfortable at the same time.

"Thank you that's just what I need to hear. You know you never asked me who else I trusted." My cheeks turn red as if someone pitched my cheeks, but it slowly faded when I realized he didn't tell me who. I close my eyes slightly embarrassed, I'm acting so weird.

Can I just assume it's me or no?

I hear laughter fill the room having me force them open his eyes staring into mine showing me the happiness and warmth behind them. I couldn't help, but smile back.

"Just to let you know, it was you Emma." My smile widen, but I tried everything in me to not smile too big, I don't want to scare him off.

This moment right here is perfect.

His hand covered mine, and for that one moment we just stood there his eyes staring into mine. Me not really knowing what to do looked anywhere but at him, but I can still feel his eyes on mine.

I look back to him to see his eyes were closed.

Is he tired? What should I do?

I slowly back away only to find out my hand still in his. He immediately opens his eyes, the air in the room getting thinner my each passing moment.

Suddenly he shakes his head as if snapping back to reality, and drops my hand laughing off the awkward silence. Feeling even more awkward I laugh it off as well.

We hear the door open, and watch as Zack comes in shocked to see us both here not to mention so close.

It felt weird, but nice at the same time like it was just him and me.

His hand it felt...perfect in mine. Is that a thing?

"There you are I've been looking every where for you." I look back at Jacob as his face hardens, his whole body tensing.

Why isn't he happy? Zack came to tell him something, so this basically proves he exaggerating about them not telling him everything.

Suddenly Zack arms wraps around my shoulders, practically pushing me to the door.

What?! Zack came looking for me? There's got to be a catch.

I unwrap his arm, and stop midway looking both at Jacob and Zack.

Does Jacob know what's going on?

I hope not.

Zack looking more happier than ever, while Jacob looks uncomfortable.

"Why'd you come looking for me?" I asked curiously.

"Well, why don't you find out." He smiled towards me. It looks sincere, but that doesn't sound like him.

You have to go, you know he won't tell you straight up.

I look back at Jacob who just nods his head. Zack walks out the door with me following closely behind him.