"You'll be alright, no one can hurt you now"
Things have changed.
Willow is prepare for the fact that her childhood friends are moving while dealing with the return of her cousin. The tension between the two is high and it only gets worse when Bella...
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"ʙє ᴛʜє ѕᴏƖɗɪєя αηɗ ᴛʜєη ᴄᴏຕє ʙαᴄᴋ ᴛᴏ ຕє."
Willow's heart was beating out of her chest as she bounded up the steps leading to her front door. The words she had practiced running on repeat in her head. Her eyes were puffy from tears that still flowed down her cheeks. She took a deep breath as she stomped through the front door and slammed it behind her.
"Fuck this place!" Willow snapped loud enough to startle Charlie in the living room. While she started stomping up the steps Charlie followed after her.
"Willow!" Charlie called just two steps behind her. "What happened? What's going on?"
"I'm leaving." W halted on the platform at the stairs and turned to face him. "I'm leaving this place and this shitty town."
"What are you talking about?" Charlie tilted his head to the side with his arms crossed over his chest.
"I hate it here and I want to leave!" Willow was on the verge of screaming, her chest heaving.
"Woah, hold on. What's causing this?" Charlie had concern written all in his features."Did you and Jasper break up?"
"No." Willow turned towards the hallway and continued to her bedroom. "Bella is causing this. You and Bella both." She slammed the door before he could follow her, covering her mouth to choke down the sound of her sobbing.
"Wait a minute." Charlie knocked on the door. "Willow."
Willow looked across her room to see Emmett standing by the bed with a suitcase packed and backpack over his shoulder.
"I can't do this." Willow muttered over the sound of Charlie's knocking. Emmett crossed the room and wrapped her into a big bear hug.
"Yes you can. You're incredibly brave. You love Charlie and because of that you have to do this." Emmett gave her one more squeeze before he pulled away. Willow grabbed the handle of her suitcase, took a deep breath to regain her composer and walked out the door.
"Willow!" Charlie yelled as she stormed by him to head down stairs. "Come on, let's talk about this."
"I have nothing to talk about." Willow called over her shoulder.
"Willow, where are you going to go?" Charlie caught back up with her before she could reach the door. "How are you going to get anywhere?"
"An uber is taking me to the Greyhound station." Willow explained, glancing between him and the door that he was blocking.
"This is your home Willow." Charlie's normal demeanor was gone. He was close to begging at this point. Willow took a deep breath and swallowed down the last little bit of composure she had left.
"No it's not. This is your home. This is Bella's home but it's never been my home." Willow spoke the words with fire. "I'm just an orphan taking up space in your home."
