Message: second chapter up, hopefully you guys will still enjoy it. Thank you for your review strawberry sweetie, glad you liked it. What else? I have two more chapters to put up, still trying to write the fifth, but am having a block. Don't they annoy you? But the funny thing was that I wrote these stories during the exam week, so no pressure partner! Anyway, don't forget to read AND review and I'm shouting out the AND. LOL. ENJOY.
FUN: in the chapter there is a song lyric, can anyone pick it out? (by the way, its not the title!
Chapter 2: Bring me to life
December 3rd 2001
It was shocking what happened and seeing Giòmanach and especially Morgan like that. Giòmanach was heartbroken; I have never seen him like that, never. It frightens me, as I'm so used to seeing him strong and powerful. We took Morgan to the hospital. She's badly cut and has lost a lot of blood. Doctors are saying that she is still unstable, as she is into a coma, so we are going to perform some healing spells with hematite on her. Goddess, please spare her from death. Right now, Giòmanach's locked in his room, barely making a sound. His heart is bleeding from the shock. I feel his pain, sadness and anger, but nothing can measure to how he really feels and no matter what I do, I cannot take the pain away. Goddess, please be with him.
Athar
Oh Goddess, where am I? I'm here but I am not here. Why is it that I can feel Hunter's pain yet I cannot wipe them away? Even without him near me I can feel his hurt and love for me, and it pains me to have him suffer alone. My body lies here in the hospital room, but my souls walks alone, not knowing where to take the next step. Death awaits me yet it hasn't chosen my fate? Do I go to heaven or hell?
I cannot leave Hunter, not like this. It hurts too much to leave him. If death awaits me, let me ease his discomfort before you take my body, but let my heart be with him.
"Morgan."
I turn around, almost shattering in shock. "Cal?" I gasp.
"Morgan, take my hand."
"But Cal, why…"
"Ssh, my love. Take my hand, we're leaving here tonight."
"Cal, thank you." I whisper as I take his outstretched hand.
"For you Morgan, I'll do anything." He smiles gentle: the smile that always made me shiver, as his brown- gold eyes shine with happiness and desire. Even though he had tried to kill me, I feel no anger towards him, only security.
He leads me to an open field of poppies. He is just about to let go of my hand when…"Morgan, I can't stop death finding you. I can only let you say goodbye to Hunter." Despite his hatred towards Hunter, Cal seemed soft and I could not sense any hatred or anger.
He takes his hand out of mine, his eyes still lingering on me, as he walks off and disappears into the sunset. Where was he going? "Cal, come back," I cried, "Cal!". That very second, my soul was sucked back into my body and my eyes sting as the blinding light shines.
A tall figure seemed to be standing above me, but I cannot make out who it is. "Cal?"