Authors note:
SodaPop33: Thanks, maybe that's what I'll do! Let me just try to get out a few more chapters first.
Rhianann Star: Hey, if ya read this, make sure u review to tell me wad ya tink of my "idea"... okie? Bye!
I turned around quickly; my senses hadn't picked up on anybody! When I saw that familiar, lean, strong body, I knew instantly that the person was Hunter. How he had found me I didn't know. Standing up, I stared at him defiantly.
"Yes what?" I asked rudely. "Yes," he said again, "you saw," he said softly. Now I was really getting irritated. What was he talking about? "Saw what?" I asked, letting a hint of irritation seep into my voice. "The truth." He said simply. I stared at him blankly. What the hell did he mean? Was he talking about what Maeve had said? How did he know about that?
Hunter tilted my face towards his, forcing me to look into his eyes. There, I saw a world of love, hope, trust. Seeing this, I began to cry, I don't know why. Hunter folded me into his arms, muttering words that were supposed to be comforting but had no effect whatsoever on my tears.
When my crying finally subsided a little, he whispered, "I love you, Morgan, come back with me." I looked into his sea-green eyes, the eyes I had used to love. They were pleading with me, begging me to go back with him. But I couldn't. I owed my loyalty to my father, my birth father.
"No," I whispered, this decision was really killing me, I desperately wanted to go with Hunter, he was my soul-mate, my muirn betha dan! I couldn't stay here anymore longer, I was sure I would give in.
Turning my back on him, I walked quickly off the field to my car which was waiting faithfully on the curb! I drove off quickly, not looking back. When I was far from the field, I burst into tears again, thinking longingly if Hunter.
Maeve had told me to follow my heart. My heart was with Hunter, yet, Ciaran, my biological father, occupied part of it to. Somehow, I felt that I at least owed him my loyalty.
My life was already so complicated when I was 17, what would it be like when I was 30? "Goddess, help me," I whispered desperately.
Sorry for the short chapter! I erm.. dunno what to write! Some help please???!!
SodaPop33: Thanks, maybe that's what I'll do! Let me just try to get out a few more chapters first.
Rhianann Star: Hey, if ya read this, make sure u review to tell me wad ya tink of my "idea"... okie? Bye!
I turned around quickly; my senses hadn't picked up on anybody! When I saw that familiar, lean, strong body, I knew instantly that the person was Hunter. How he had found me I didn't know. Standing up, I stared at him defiantly.
"Yes what?" I asked rudely. "Yes," he said again, "you saw," he said softly. Now I was really getting irritated. What was he talking about? "Saw what?" I asked, letting a hint of irritation seep into my voice. "The truth." He said simply. I stared at him blankly. What the hell did he mean? Was he talking about what Maeve had said? How did he know about that?
Hunter tilted my face towards his, forcing me to look into his eyes. There, I saw a world of love, hope, trust. Seeing this, I began to cry, I don't know why. Hunter folded me into his arms, muttering words that were supposed to be comforting but had no effect whatsoever on my tears.
When my crying finally subsided a little, he whispered, "I love you, Morgan, come back with me." I looked into his sea-green eyes, the eyes I had used to love. They were pleading with me, begging me to go back with him. But I couldn't. I owed my loyalty to my father, my birth father.
"No," I whispered, this decision was really killing me, I desperately wanted to go with Hunter, he was my soul-mate, my muirn betha dan! I couldn't stay here anymore longer, I was sure I would give in.
Turning my back on him, I walked quickly off the field to my car which was waiting faithfully on the curb! I drove off quickly, not looking back. When I was far from the field, I burst into tears again, thinking longingly if Hunter.
Maeve had told me to follow my heart. My heart was with Hunter, yet, Ciaran, my biological father, occupied part of it to. Somehow, I felt that I at least owed him my loyalty.
My life was already so complicated when I was 17, what would it be like when I was 30? "Goddess, help me," I whispered desperately.
Sorry for the short chapter! I erm.. dunno what to write! Some help please???!!