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Please can people review, as I won't update until people do. I know this is probably a bit crap but I did write it nearly 2 years ago. Not that that's any excuse. Oh well, read and review.
5. Problems
I sat on the grass by myself, in a mixture of laughter and feeling sorry for myself. After what seemed like ages of waiting while my head swam, wishing Killian had done a spell to remove my dizziness as well as my nausea, I saw a familiar blonde head approaching from the distance.
"Morgan!" He was shouting from across the park.
"I'm here," I managed to force out through my heavy tongue.
Hunter came striding over, looking furious.
"Where the hell have you been Morgan. We've been so worried, do you think that this is funny! We were trying to sort out your own damn problems, and all you can do is go to the park to meet that shit of a brother of yours. Greg even came over, just imagine what he's going to think of you now when you can't even be bothered to …"
He looked down at me, seeming to be for the first time, sobbing on the floor, with tears streaked down my face. My stomach suddenly heaved and I turned round to empty all the left over alcohol. Thank the Goddess I hadn't had supper yet. Killian's spell must have worn off.
I turned back round to look at Hunter,
"You won't have to sort out any of my damn problems for much longer, Hunter." I spat at him, my words slurred.
I lifted myself off the ground, running across the park, my legs felt weak and my head dizzy, so it wasn't long before I stumbled back down. I just lay on the grass crying. Hunter lifted me into his arms, his anger replaced by worry. We lay there for I don't know how long, until my sobs had subsided into a hollow emptiness. I felt drained and sick.
"I'm sorry," I finally managed to mutter. I looked up into his eyes, so full of concern. I saw how sexy he looked, his body illuminated my the moonlight behind him. I started to kiss him, he returned it for a while,
" I want to make love to you," I murmered in a stupor. I kissed him harder wrapping my arms around him desperate to forget the truth. Hunter seemed to consider for a while, then gently pushed me away looking amused.
"Morgan, as much as I would love to, you're drunk and you look like you're going to pass out any minute." He smiled at me as I began to understand what he'd said, and lay back down, giggling to myself.
"What happened?" he asked gently. I tried to tell him but realized that I wasn't forming words. I desperately wanted for him to know, to share my worry, but I was panicked that I couldn't even speak. "Sssh" he whispered, and he stroked my head.
"Lets get you home." He helped me stumble across the park to his car.
When we arrived back at Hunter's place, I almost fell out of the car. I was still laughing hysterically, but Hunter was serious, picking me up off the ground for the third time that night.
Bethany and Alyce were still there. I suddenly realized that I must look like crap, and that I was completely smashed. Even in my pathetic state of mind there was no way I was going to show my face in front of them, Sky and Hunter's Da.
Hunter noticed that I'd stopped, and even managed to grin at me.
"I guess you don't mind that I see you like this." I still wouldn't go in. "Alright then." Hunter put his hands on the side of my face, and I felt a warmth come out of them and spread into my mind. I felt better, but doubted I would look any less awful. I let myself be dragged into the room.
The first thing I noticed was their expressions of horror and concern. I must still look terrible. It was all I could do not to turn and run. I was so embarrassed.
"Morgan, what happened?" Alyce asked. Hunter helped me over to sit on the floor by the fire.
"Ciaran's dead," I managed to blurt out, not trusting myself to burst into tears again, or say something stupid. I looked at their blank faces so I got out the library book and handed it to Hunter on the correct page. His eyes widened in horror and I scrambled out of the room to the bathroom to get cleaned up and let them work it out for themselves. I felt weak and remembered the presence of that other witch. I guess that explains it. I looked in the mirror, wishing I hadn't, and then I was overcome by tiredness. I lay down on the floor to steady my head, and fell asleep instantly.