Chapter Two; Dead… or Alive??
My diet coke fell onto the ground, and spilled everywhere, causing a large dark brown spot on the white carpet. But now, it wasn't my problem to deal with.. I turned to face Hunter.
"No..." I heard my own voice. "No…" I crashed down to the ground, clutching my shirt. I looked up, and saw Hunter beside me.
"Morgan, I have to talk to you. I'll drive Mary K to school for you. We really need to talk." I nodded, not knowing what else to do. Thoughts filled my head. Cal Blaire. My old boyfriend.
Hunter led me to the couch, and sat me down.
"I'll be back soon Morgan," he said. Shortly after, I could hear Mary K questioning him.
"Why?? Where's Morgan?? Is she okay??" My little sister (not by blood) was worried. If only you knew, Mary K, if only you knew. I heard Hunter tell her I was sick. In a way, it was true. My heart was racing, and my head throbbing. My heart was aching. Cal Blaire. Every time I heard the name, I would get this hurting feeling in my chest. Could it be, that I still loved him? No. Hunter was my muirn beatha dan, not Cal. Cal lied to me, and he tried to kill me. Yes, Hunter was the one I was destend to be with, not Cal. Not ever.
I laid my head back onto the pillow, and took deep breaths. This couldn't be happening, I thought. Tears began to form in my eyes, and I grew tired. In no time, I fell asleep.
"'Run!!' I heard those words many times before I knew it was my best option. I started to run, before a saw something gleaming in the darkness. Eyes. Golden Eyes. Cal's Eyes. The dark figure stepped out into the light. It was Cal. Dark hair, fair skin. Oh Goddess, what was happening?? What was going on??"
"Morgan, wake up!!" It was Hunter. I groggily rose, and hugged him.
"Oh Hunter, I had a dream about Cal!!" He gently rubbed my back, and made soothing sounds. I was in his arms, and I felt safe. He was with me.
"What was it about??" He asked. I breathed in, and explained everything. The eyes, someone telling me to run, and how it was so dark. Hunter thought for a while, and turned to face me. He took my hand.
"Hunter, what does it mean??" My voice quivered. Why am I so scared?? It was just a dream. It couldn't possibly mean something, could it??
"Hmm, probably nothing. All of this talk about Cal probably brought back memories. Don't worry." He gently kissed me, and my uneasy feeling left. "Do you want some tea??" I smiled.
"Yes, thank you." Hunter didn't make such a big deal about the dream, and I wondered why. "Do you need help in the kitchen??" I asked, standing up. He shook his head.
"No, I'll manage." I sat back down, and watched him walk to the kitchen. He took out two porcelain cups, and the little packages of tea. He was calm, as if nothing had ever happened. He poured the hot water into the cups, and brought the two cups into the living room.
"So, how could it be that Cal's still alive??" I said. I took a sip of my tea, forgetting to cool it down, and burned my tongue. Without thinking, I dropped the cup, and it broke, pieces landing everywhere. Hunter soon rushed to my side, and picked up the porcelain from the floor, then sat beside me and held me to him.
"Are you all right, love??" He asked, while stroking my arm.
"I'm…. I'm just a little shook up, that's all." After all, it was true. Cal Blaire. Even the name itself made me think of good times, and bad.
"Maybe we should talk about this some other time, when you're feeling better." Hunter never got the chance to move before I took hold of his hand.
"No Hunter, I need to know. How is it that Cal's still alive??" He took a deep breath, and began talking. I knew it would hit me, and when it did, it would hit hard.
"Well, after we took Mary K from the house and left Selene and Cal, the Council heard about it from Sky, and they went to retrieve the bodies. When they got there, only Selene's body was found." Hunter stopped, and looked at me. He swallowed, and continued. "Cal was probably knocked unconscious. Before the Council got there, he must have taken off."
I closed my eyes, and shook my head. Tears filled my eyes, and I tried to fight then back. I soon felt Hunters arms around me. My muirn beatha dan.
"I'm so sorry Morgan, I'm so sorry…" Hunter whispered. I wiped the tears from my cheeks and started to feel stronger, and confident in myself.
"Where is he??" I asked. Hunter shrugged his shoulders.
"No one knows." Hunter looked at me, and smiled. "Feeling better?" He asked. I smiled.
"I'm fine," I replied. "A little tired though." He put his arm around me, and I leaned against him. His body felt so warm. I was glad he was mine, and never anyone else's. We stayed like that, for a good five minutes before he leaned over and kissed me, his warm lips gently pressing against mine.
My diet coke fell onto the ground, and spilled everywhere, causing a large dark brown spot on the white carpet. But now, it wasn't my problem to deal with.. I turned to face Hunter.
"No..." I heard my own voice. "No…" I crashed down to the ground, clutching my shirt. I looked up, and saw Hunter beside me.
"Morgan, I have to talk to you. I'll drive Mary K to school for you. We really need to talk." I nodded, not knowing what else to do. Thoughts filled my head. Cal Blaire. My old boyfriend.
Hunter led me to the couch, and sat me down.
"I'll be back soon Morgan," he said. Shortly after, I could hear Mary K questioning him.
"Why?? Where's Morgan?? Is she okay??" My little sister (not by blood) was worried. If only you knew, Mary K, if only you knew. I heard Hunter tell her I was sick. In a way, it was true. My heart was racing, and my head throbbing. My heart was aching. Cal Blaire. Every time I heard the name, I would get this hurting feeling in my chest. Could it be, that I still loved him? No. Hunter was my muirn beatha dan, not Cal. Cal lied to me, and he tried to kill me. Yes, Hunter was the one I was destend to be with, not Cal. Not ever.
I laid my head back onto the pillow, and took deep breaths. This couldn't be happening, I thought. Tears began to form in my eyes, and I grew tired. In no time, I fell asleep.
"'Run!!' I heard those words many times before I knew it was my best option. I started to run, before a saw something gleaming in the darkness. Eyes. Golden Eyes. Cal's Eyes. The dark figure stepped out into the light. It was Cal. Dark hair, fair skin. Oh Goddess, what was happening?? What was going on??"
"Morgan, wake up!!" It was Hunter. I groggily rose, and hugged him.
"Oh Hunter, I had a dream about Cal!!" He gently rubbed my back, and made soothing sounds. I was in his arms, and I felt safe. He was with me.
"What was it about??" He asked. I breathed in, and explained everything. The eyes, someone telling me to run, and how it was so dark. Hunter thought for a while, and turned to face me. He took my hand.
"Hunter, what does it mean??" My voice quivered. Why am I so scared?? It was just a dream. It couldn't possibly mean something, could it??
"Hmm, probably nothing. All of this talk about Cal probably brought back memories. Don't worry." He gently kissed me, and my uneasy feeling left. "Do you want some tea??" I smiled.
"Yes, thank you." Hunter didn't make such a big deal about the dream, and I wondered why. "Do you need help in the kitchen??" I asked, standing up. He shook his head.
"No, I'll manage." I sat back down, and watched him walk to the kitchen. He took out two porcelain cups, and the little packages of tea. He was calm, as if nothing had ever happened. He poured the hot water into the cups, and brought the two cups into the living room.
"So, how could it be that Cal's still alive??" I said. I took a sip of my tea, forgetting to cool it down, and burned my tongue. Without thinking, I dropped the cup, and it broke, pieces landing everywhere. Hunter soon rushed to my side, and picked up the porcelain from the floor, then sat beside me and held me to him.
"Are you all right, love??" He asked, while stroking my arm.
"I'm…. I'm just a little shook up, that's all." After all, it was true. Cal Blaire. Even the name itself made me think of good times, and bad.
"Maybe we should talk about this some other time, when you're feeling better." Hunter never got the chance to move before I took hold of his hand.
"No Hunter, I need to know. How is it that Cal's still alive??" He took a deep breath, and began talking. I knew it would hit me, and when it did, it would hit hard.
"Well, after we took Mary K from the house and left Selene and Cal, the Council heard about it from Sky, and they went to retrieve the bodies. When they got there, only Selene's body was found." Hunter stopped, and looked at me. He swallowed, and continued. "Cal was probably knocked unconscious. Before the Council got there, he must have taken off."
I closed my eyes, and shook my head. Tears filled my eyes, and I tried to fight then back. I soon felt Hunters arms around me. My muirn beatha dan.
"I'm so sorry Morgan, I'm so sorry…" Hunter whispered. I wiped the tears from my cheeks and started to feel stronger, and confident in myself.
"Where is he??" I asked. Hunter shrugged his shoulders.
"No one knows." Hunter looked at me, and smiled. "Feeling better?" He asked. I smiled.
"I'm fine," I replied. "A little tired though." He put his arm around me, and I leaned against him. His body felt so warm. I was glad he was mine, and never anyone else's. We stayed like that, for a good five minutes before he leaned over and kissed me, his warm lips gently pressing against mine.