Ta for the reviews! Oh yh and to amzonangel87, book 15 is the super edition
that doesn't come out till August in th USA, and not till october for the
UK!
This ch is in Hunter's POV.
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It's awful living at home. My parents look at me like I'm not their daughter anymore. That's how it feels to me too.My dad's been trying to pursuade me to have an abortion. He said that this will ruin my life, and I'm too young to know what I'm doing. He thinks that the baby will grow up without proper chances because I won't be able to care for it, but I know he's wrong. I'll give Moira everything she needs, and I know Hunter will too. My mom can barely look at me anymore, she thinks I'm too young and irresponsible. I hate it, I just want to run away with Hunter and never come back. I wish he was here, he'd know what to do. Hunter? Where are you? I need you. - Morgan
I've searched high and low for Alwyn. All over the country, and Paris. I must have sent at least a thousand witch messages, but she either blocked me or just didn't reply. It's extremely irritaing and worrying at the same time. I want to bring her home, and look after her, but she just won't let me.
There's only one place left now, and I really don't want to go there. In the back of my mind I guess I always knew that's where she would be, but I've been avoiding it. Too many bad memories. But I know have to go.
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I stood in front of my house, the house I hadn't been to since I was 8. This house had been my childhood home, where my family had lived happily, until my parents were brutally ripped from me. It was the only house, standing on a charred road, and there were only black marks on the floor where the other houses had been. The rest of my parents' coven had survived after the dark wave hit, but it was too dangerous to move back here, so they all lived a bit further away now. Our house only survived because my parents put so many protection sigils all over it, and wrapped it in spells.
I could feel Alwyn, I knew she was inside. The secrecy spell she had left at the door was easy to break, and I walked into my house. It smelt damp and musty, but that wasn't surprising seeing as it hadn't been lived in for over a decade.
I climbed the stairs, and I passed my room when I walked along the landing. It still had mine and Linden's blue bunkbeds made up, perfectly untouched.
I passed Alwyn room which was pink and girly with a flowery door, and stopped outside our parents' old room. The door creaked slightly as I pushed open the door, and my sister was on the floor, holding a photo of us when we were all together, and she was crying.
I lowered myself to the floor beside her and wrapped her in a fierce hug.
"I've been looking everywhere for you" I said softly "Have you been here the whole time?"
"No," she replied, "I spent some time with Cara, and I've been around. Nowhere special."
She raised her head and looked into my eyes, and I could see the tears glistening on her face.
"I miss mum!" she whispered.
"I know, I know."
"It's too hard. Everything's wrong. I don't even know my dad anymore, my mum's dead, one of my brothers is dead. I hate the way Da looks at me. It's like all he sees when he sees me, is mum. Thats hard to live upto." Alwyn looked around the room. "I don't want to stay here, I don't want to run. But I don't want to go back to our house. What am I going to do?"
An idea popped into my head. I didn't know if Alwyn was going to go for it, but it was worth a try.
"Well I know a place that isn't here, and isn't our home in England. We could go there..." I suggested.
"Where?"
"Widow's Vale!" I said proudly. "You and Da can stay with Sky and me! It would be great!"
"America?" she asked dubiously "I've never been to America. It would be weird, because I've always been here. I'm not sure."
"Well it wouldn't be forever, and it would be just like a holiday. Plus you'd get to meet Morgan..."
"Well I suppose it would be cool to meet her, after hearing so much about her from you! Maybe a holiday wouild do me good..." it seemed like she was starting to like the idea.
"Is that a yes?" I asked.
"I guess so!"
"Great!" I said as I whipped out my mobile phone. I started dialling my Da's number, to tell him the good news. Then I'd call Morgan.
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I'm really sorry about how crap this was! Sorry I don't know what went wrong, but the next chapter will be better! Please review! xxxJen
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It's awful living at home. My parents look at me like I'm not their daughter anymore. That's how it feels to me too.My dad's been trying to pursuade me to have an abortion. He said that this will ruin my life, and I'm too young to know what I'm doing. He thinks that the baby will grow up without proper chances because I won't be able to care for it, but I know he's wrong. I'll give Moira everything she needs, and I know Hunter will too. My mom can barely look at me anymore, she thinks I'm too young and irresponsible. I hate it, I just want to run away with Hunter and never come back. I wish he was here, he'd know what to do. Hunter? Where are you? I need you. - Morgan
I've searched high and low for Alwyn. All over the country, and Paris. I must have sent at least a thousand witch messages, but she either blocked me or just didn't reply. It's extremely irritaing and worrying at the same time. I want to bring her home, and look after her, but she just won't let me.
There's only one place left now, and I really don't want to go there. In the back of my mind I guess I always knew that's where she would be, but I've been avoiding it. Too many bad memories. But I know have to go.
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I stood in front of my house, the house I hadn't been to since I was 8. This house had been my childhood home, where my family had lived happily, until my parents were brutally ripped from me. It was the only house, standing on a charred road, and there were only black marks on the floor where the other houses had been. The rest of my parents' coven had survived after the dark wave hit, but it was too dangerous to move back here, so they all lived a bit further away now. Our house only survived because my parents put so many protection sigils all over it, and wrapped it in spells.
I could feel Alwyn, I knew she was inside. The secrecy spell she had left at the door was easy to break, and I walked into my house. It smelt damp and musty, but that wasn't surprising seeing as it hadn't been lived in for over a decade.
I climbed the stairs, and I passed my room when I walked along the landing. It still had mine and Linden's blue bunkbeds made up, perfectly untouched.
I passed Alwyn room which was pink and girly with a flowery door, and stopped outside our parents' old room. The door creaked slightly as I pushed open the door, and my sister was on the floor, holding a photo of us when we were all together, and she was crying.
I lowered myself to the floor beside her and wrapped her in a fierce hug.
"I've been looking everywhere for you" I said softly "Have you been here the whole time?"
"No," she replied, "I spent some time with Cara, and I've been around. Nowhere special."
She raised her head and looked into my eyes, and I could see the tears glistening on her face.
"I miss mum!" she whispered.
"I know, I know."
"It's too hard. Everything's wrong. I don't even know my dad anymore, my mum's dead, one of my brothers is dead. I hate the way Da looks at me. It's like all he sees when he sees me, is mum. Thats hard to live upto." Alwyn looked around the room. "I don't want to stay here, I don't want to run. But I don't want to go back to our house. What am I going to do?"
An idea popped into my head. I didn't know if Alwyn was going to go for it, but it was worth a try.
"Well I know a place that isn't here, and isn't our home in England. We could go there..." I suggested.
"Where?"
"Widow's Vale!" I said proudly. "You and Da can stay with Sky and me! It would be great!"
"America?" she asked dubiously "I've never been to America. It would be weird, because I've always been here. I'm not sure."
"Well it wouldn't be forever, and it would be just like a holiday. Plus you'd get to meet Morgan..."
"Well I suppose it would be cool to meet her, after hearing so much about her from you! Maybe a holiday wouild do me good..." it seemed like she was starting to like the idea.
"Is that a yes?" I asked.
"I guess so!"
"Great!" I said as I whipped out my mobile phone. I started dialling my Da's number, to tell him the good news. Then I'd call Morgan.
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I'm really sorry about how crap this was! Sorry I don't know what went wrong, but the next chapter will be better! Please review! xxxJen