Ok, thanks to all for reviews. Booklover03: I know, Cal was so hard to write as a good guy. It's so hard for me to switch cal and hunter's personality, but hey, I'm getting it. Samantha: Glad that you like it. I miss hunter too, so I managed a way for him to get into this chapter and… well you'll see. sunshine-faery: well who knows when you will read this, due to your computer, so sorry. Hope you get to read this soon. Ttyl! On with the story…!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Chapter 5
Goddess, I miss her so much. I wanted to see her last night, to go and wish her a happy Samhain and I would have gone too, but Selene Belltower had other planes. She kept me after to have another ritual, but this time we asked a few members of Starlocket, to stay with us. We told them a little about what we were offering, and what would happen if they were to tell anyone else. I sat back and watched Selene do her work, feeling like a body guard or something. The three witches that stayed were very interested in Amyranth, so we made a good pick.
After that ritual, it was around three in the morning. I was completely drained after having done two rituals in one night and I didn't think that Morgan would appreciate a visitor this late at night, so I just went strait home. But I have to see her today. I haven't talked to her in over a month. I've been watching her, but she isn't aware of it. this afternoon I will go talk to her, and see how things have been going with her Wicca. Yes, that is what I will go.
- Giomanach
Morgan's POV:
Call was still a little mad when he dropped me off at my house, but he still walked me up to the door and gave me another kiss good night. Ok, so maybe it was a lot more than one, but who's counting? I went strait to bed, only to be awakened by the banging of pots and pans. It seemed like I had just fallen asleep, but glancing at my clock, I knew it had been seven hours ago. Still seven hours is not enough sleep. I put my pillow over my head, intending to catch a few more hours, when Mary K. came in.
"Morgan, get up, it's time for church" Isn't life cruel? I slugged out of bed and into the shower. Why was it always so hard for me to get up in the morning? Every one else in my family were complete early birds. I got dressed into a long black skirt and long-sleeved green turtle-neck. After slipping on my shoes I walked downstairs to the kitchen.
I put in some pop-tarts and grabbed a diet coke out of the refrigerator, ignoring the conversation that my parents were having. The phone began to ring, and I knew that it was Bakker, Mary K.'s boyfriend. I didn't exactly like him, but there was nothing I could do about it.
"well, if no one else is going to get it…" Mary K. ran to the next room to get the phone, so I went and sat down at the table next to my parents. They were talking about politics, so of course I wasn't too interested in the conversation. When there was a pause in the conversation I asked a question that had been bugging me since last night, but I did not intend to actually ask them.
"Why didn't you tell us that we are witches?" judging from the look on there faces, this was not a good question to ask. That was smooth Morgan, real smooth.
"how can you say such a thing?" my mom yelled. Yep, they were mad. "but it's true, I'm just asking." I said rather quietly. "we are not witches, where would you get such an idea?"
"what do you mean 'we are not witches' I'm a blood witch, there for, you must be too, you don't have to deny it." I watched as my mother started crying, and glanced over at my father, who was now flaming with furry. "We are NOT witches." He yelled, just as Mary K. came running back into the kitchen.
"I'm a blood witch, there for you must be one too, unless of course I was adopted" I yelled back. I had meant that last part to be a joke, but the look on there faces said other wise. It was the look a child would have on their face when a secret of theirs had just been discovered. "what are you saying? Are you…"
I didn't finish that sentence, the look on there faces…no, I had to check. I raced out of the room and up to my dad's office. I started looking through the file that I knew contained all of my records and stuff. I had to find my birth certificate. I found it immediately after my mom came into the office. She tried to grab it out of my hand, but I had to know. I held on as best I could, which caused the birth certificate to rip. I fell to my knees searching the part of the birth certificate that I had. Every thing was as it should be… except for one little detail. The name of the mother did not read Mary Grace Rowland, like it should have. No, it read Maeve Riordan. I looked up at my parents, searching for an explanation. Tears were coming from eyes now, as was everyone else's. I couldn't handle it any more. I raced out of that house as fast as I could, grabbing the keys to Das Boot. My wonderful car, the only thing that didn't seem fake to me at the moment.
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Hunter's POV :
I decided to go talk to Morgan a little earlier than I had planned. I carried with me a single orange carnation. One of the few things that I remember of my parents was how my da would bring my mum a single orange carnation to my mum. I don't know why, but I decided to do the same for Morgan. I turned on to her street, and felt a humongous wave of emotion coming from Morgan's house. What ever it was it could not be good. When I pulled up to the house, Morgan came bursting out. She was crying, and didn't see that I was there. I called out for her, but she didn't hear me. She got into her car and drove off. I decided to fallow her, knowing that she would need someone to talk to.
From the direction she was driving, I would guess she was headed to the outskirts of town. The place that Cal usually held his circles. We got there and Morgan pulled off the road and parked under the tree. I parked next to her and got out of the car, grabbing the flower. When I got out of the car I realized that she still had yet to notice me. she was sitting in the drivers seat, crying. I was hesitant at first, but I went and rapped on the passenger window.
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Morgan
I had just parked my car when a little rhyme came to head. I was just about to say it out loud to see what it would do, when there was a tap on the window. I stifled a scream, and then looked outside. Hunter. Everything Cal had said came back to me. Looking at Hunter now, I wondered how that could be true. He looked so concerned, and I wondered how anyone like that could be evil. "it's open" I said, trusting my first instincts to let him in.
He entered Das Boot and looked at me. "I came over to give you this, but well you didn't exactly see me, so I decided to fallow you." Hunter's thick British accent was very comforting to me. I don't care what Cal said, I was glad that Hunter was here. he handed me an orange carnation, and I couldn't help but smile.
"What Is this for?" I asked. I noticed that he blushed a little as he shrugged his shoulders. "My Da would always bring one to my Mum when I was little; something told me to do the same for you. And I learned long ago to trust my instincts. So are you going to tell me what has you so down?" I was touched by what he had just said about his parents, but I was a little hesitant to tell him about everything that had just happened. Like hunter, though, I had learned to trust my instincts, and my instinct were telling me that Hunter would care for me.
"I just found out that I was adopted." Tears were coming up to my eyes again, and I could see hunter nodding his head. "you have to let the tears come, it doesn't completely take the pain away, but it helps." I did exactly as he said. I started crying, harder then I was before. I was barely aware of Hunter reaching over and pulling me into his arms. I explained to Hunter everything that had happened, including how Cal had said I was a blood witch.
"you've had a real tough morning, Morgan, I'm so sorry." He kissed my forehead, and then held me. I didn't know why Hunter was here, but once again, I'm glad that he was. I needed to know one thing though. I needed to know if what Cal had said about Hunter was true or not.
I straightened up, and then looked directly into Hunter's green eyes "last night Cal told me that you belonged to an evil Woodbayne coven called Amyranth. I want to know if that is true or not." Hunter looked at me and took a deep breath.
"Morgan, before I answer that question, I'm going to tell you something else. The minuet I saw you, I… I don't know how to explain it, but I felt like I needed to protect you, like I needed to be there for you. Morgan, I want you to know that I think I'm in love with you. There have been so many times that I wanted to go up and talk to you so many times this past month, but I couldn't risk Cal finding out. He would be way to mad." Hunter paused to let this sink in. He loves me?
"to answer your question, yes, I am a member of Amyranth. I have been for the past four years. I sought out the leader of Amyranth, Ciaran MacEwan after I found out the truth about my parents. I never found him until two years later when my little brother, Linden was killed my dark magick. I was being blamed for what had happened to him. Ciaran came to me the day of my trial and told me that he wanted me to be part of his coven. He told me that he would come to me at the end of my child for my answer. I thought about it all through my trial, and chose the only answer that seemed reasonable for me. When he came back I said yes."
So Cal hadn't been lying. Hunter really was evil, but why didn't that disturb me. I mean, I didn't like the fact that Hunter was evil, but all I wanted was to be with him. Whether he was evil or not. "Morgan, I want to know how you feel about that."
"I… I don't know hunter, I honestly don't know." I said
"do you want me to leave?" I locked eyes with Hunter, and told him the truth.
"Hunter, I don't know how I feel about you being evil, but I do know that I want you to stay here. I don't want you to leave." Hunter leaned over and kissed me, pulling me as close as possible, seeing that we were still in the front seats. I started crying again, everything from the past day flowing out of me. "Hunter, let's move to the back, it's more comfortable back there." Hunter went back first, and I fallowed. He pulled me back into his arms, and brushed the tears off my cheeks. He kissed me again and I kissed him back. I felt his hand move up my shirt and around to my back. We were kissing heavily, and I felt like I had been doing this my whole life, even though my first kiss had actually been last night, with Cal. Oh, goddess, I forgot about Cal. But what happened last night didn't feel right compared to this. This is who I belonged to. don't ask me how I knew this. But I did.
"Hunter," I said, breaking away from the kiss. "before, when you said that you loved me, did you really mean it?" he looked into my eyes, and I was caught by how beautiful his eyes were, they seemed so full of knowledge, yet Hunter was only about nineteen.
"Never in my life have I been more sure of something. I love you, Morgan, and I mean it." he kissed me again, to show me that he meant what he had just said. "I love you too." I said between kisses. Before I knew it, we had each other's shirts off, Hunter reached for my pants at the same time I did. He started undoing mine, then stopped, and looked at me. "are you sure you want this?"
"I need to be with you Hunter, I've missed you so much this past month." This brought the smile back to his lips. He had such a priceless smile. He kissed me again, then reached back down to take off the rest of what was blocking us from becoming one with each other
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Ok, I just wanted to say a few things. 1) in the next chapter- yes the two would have done it- I didn't want to get too descriptive since my mom was in the room, and sometimes she will com and read what I'm writing. 2) I know in the book she stopped Cal a lot before anything happened, but I figured that since Hunter and Morgan are soul mates, she wouldn't try to stop him. 3) I wanted to point out that Morgan didn't exactly care that Hunter was evil. Just incase. Ok, well then go review. If you want to know what's going to happen, then I'd review, because if you don't then it will be a while till I get the next chapter up;) hope you enjoyed…