In Five Minutes Time- (based on the 'Sweep' series by Cate Tiernan)
Chapter1- Voices
words inside of * * are Witch messages
words in italics= Thoughts
words inside of [ ] are things that go into the story, but are not actually said...like side notes!
(Morgan's POV)
I was sharing a special moment alone with Hunter when I first heard it. "Wake up." Called a voice. Whoever was speaking sounded very urgent. It wasn't in my head. It was everywhere at once. Who was it? Who are they wanting to wake up?
Hunter drew back from the embrace in which I was holding him. "Are you alright love?" He asked, worried. I sat unmoving, unfeeling for a few minutes, wondering about that voice. Hunter hadn't heard it. What does that mean?
Shaking my head to clear my thoughts I answered Hunter's question, "Yes, I'm fine. I just... never mind - I'm fine." I smiled reassuringly at him. He returned the smile, saying "Good.", while wrapping me up in his arms and kissing me tenderly on the lips. This time I heard crying. Crying mixed with sobs of "Please! Please wake up!"
I drew back from Hunter's embrace and admitted that I wasn't okay. I told him that I was feeling sick. He took me up to my room, from where we were in my living room, and told me to get some rest. Then, reluctantly, he left, sending me a final witch message of *I love you*.
*I love you too.* I responded.
"Morgan!" Sobbed the voice, "Wake up Morgan! I can't live without you!" Hearing this, my blood ran cold. I knew that voice. I knew it all too well. I heard sirens, and moments later I felt a huge pressure in my chest. Suddenly my eyes flew open and Cal was standing beside me. I was on the ground. Paramedics were all around me, and the one nearest me had a resuscitation device in his hands.
My eyes were searching frantically over the area surrounding me. Das Boot was sideways in a ditch and it was dark outside. Where's Hunter? And then it hit me- Cal was standing beside me. He wasn't dead. What is going on?
"Cal?" I said. He looked at me. He was crying. "What's going on?" I asked him.
Cal took a pained breath, "You were driving... somewhere... and your car flipped... I felt it- you... I thought you were-" He broke off in sobs.
"But you are- and Hunter was- and-" I said, seriously confused. Where's Hunter? I can't feel him.
"Who's Hunter?" Cal asked, his brow crinkled in confusion.
"He was just here- not here, but- and you and Selene- Your mom- And you saved us- The fire." I babbled bits of incomplete sentences. What's going on?
"I've never heard of anyone named Hunter, and my mom's fine. There was no fire... you're probably just confused from a dream you had when you were blacked out." Answered Cal.
"Is Bree still pissed at me?" I asked. If it was all a dream then Bree would still be VERY angry with me, but if it wasn't a dream she would be my friend again.
"You almost die and you're worried about what that- Bree - thinks about you?!" Asked Cal incredulously. "She's probably the reason for all of this!" He continued as he helped me into the ambulance and climbed in after me. The paramedics insisted that I be taken to the hospital and thoroughly checked over.
"I remember now." I said to Cal the next morning at school. They had released me from the hospital, with a clean bill of health, late last night. After I had gotten home I laid in bed thinking for over three hours, when suddenly everything came flowing back to me.
"What do you remember?" Asked Cal.
"Everything that happened last night." I answered.
[Here's what I remember:
First of all, I haven't been with Cal for all that long. My 'dream' began after the accident. What had happened was that I was following Bree and Raven to see where they were going, and my car flipped. What I thought happened, or what I 'dreamed' happened, was that they were going to meet some blond whose name turned out to be Sky, who had a cousin named Hunter, who was Cal's half-brother. But, none of this was true. Everything from Bree and Raven meeting Sky, to me and Hunter going out was a dream. It happened over a time period of five minutes and was based on a figment of my imagination. What helped me to believe this? The fact that my nose is still broken from Bree hitting me in the face with a volleyball in P.E. class- that and the fact that Cal's alive. ]
Cal got a concerned look on his face. " Do you want to talk about it?" He asked.
I smiled. "No. I've got other plans." I answered, leaning over and kissing him as hard as I could without hurting my still swollen lip.
Cal pulled away slightly. "I like your other plans!" He said smiling mischievously. Bree was standing about ten feet behind us, staring venomously at me.
"I love you." I said to Cal, Glaring challengingly at Bree.
"I love you too." returned Cal, kissing me and pulling me into a tight embrace. "I won't let anyone hurt you." He promised, "It would kill me to lose you. I know that now, after last night." Bree looked ready to kill, a tear glistened in the corner of her eye. She stormed off after hearing Cal, the guy she loved, saying something like that to me, not her.
"I think we are meant to be." I said.
" I think so too." Cal agreed.
"Muìrn Beatha Dàn?" I asked him.
Cal looked surprised. A smile played on his lips. "How did you know about that?" He asked.
"I know more that you think." I replied, "And I can feel you-" I held my hands over my heart *right here*.
Cal was speechless. After a moment I heard his reply *I know. I feel it too.*
I projected an image of me smiling and kissing him. *Save me, Cal?*
*Forever* came his reply. *No matter what*
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I know it's confusing at the moment, but it will be less confusing later on. Hehe... this takes the story way back to the middle of the second book... we'll start there and continue the story my way! This should be interesting. ~Chels