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Witchconire?

Facing Reality

BPOV

I awaken to the feeling of Edwards's stone cold arms around me. All is silent and there is no movement.

"What happened?" I ask still in a daze.

"Well, you found out that you are a witchcon and Newton" he sneered when he said the name "is a unicorn and related to you."

"Oh, I think I'm going to be sick." I exclaim and rush to the bathroom.

Edward fallows me and holds by hair back as I throw up. When I am finished he picks me up and carries me to my room. He lays me on my faded blue plaid comforter.

"Do you know what I've been wondering?" I ask Edward

"What?" He says looking down at me with his golden eyes.

"How can Mike be a unicorn and look like a human?" I ask him looking up at his face.

"Well in this case it is like the werewolves. He transforms when an emotion over takes him. The werewolves change when there angry; unicorns change when they are happy." Edward explains.

"Really? I would have never guessed." I say laying my head on his ice cold shoulder.

"Do you know why your dad lives in Forks if he is a leprechaun?" Asks Edward

"No, I don't. Why?" I ask him

"I have no idea. Let's go ask him." He says standing up, pulling me with him.

He carries me on his back down the stairs that creek under his weight. As we get closer to the bottom I hear Charlie attempting to make food and Renee trying to take over. I laugh at the seen that reminds me of my childhood. We reach the kitchen and my parents turn to meet us. A look of slight concern is on there face.

"Ready to talk?" asks Renee, sitting down in one of the chairs from the table.

"Yeah" I say releasing the breath I was holding.

"First of all, do you have any questions? Asks Charlie wile shaking his leg.

"Actually I do." I start "Edward asked me a question earlier and it got me to thinking."

"Ask away." They both say in unison

"Well dad…" I start but then once again the sound of Barbie girl fills the room and cuts me short. The strange part about it is that it wasn't my mom's phone this time, it was Edward's. He answers it with vampire speed and puts it back just as fast.

"Sorry" he says and motions for me to go on and I realize my mouth is hanging open and I quickly close it and continue.

"Well dad, if you are a leprechaun why is it that we live in Forks not in Ireland?"

"You see, I always wanted to live my own life, not my parents or the rules of the clan. We also lived in the north Leinster area. They kept calling us there national fairy. I am not a fairy. Do I make my self clear? I- AM- NOT- A -FAIRY!" He screams and sits on the ground and starts rocking back and forth.

"Ok, I understand. Relax." I tell him. I was afraid he would hurt himself. His face was so red it was almost purple and the vein in his forehead was bulging out and I thought it might burst.

"Dad, why do you hate fairies so much?" I ask looking down at him. He snaps out of it and sits back down.

"Fairies are a leprechaun's mortal enemy." He explains. "And to be called one boils my blood."

I could have sworn I heard Edward chuckle after Charlie says this.

"People love fairies because they "put silver coins in the boots of hard working servants while they sleep" and leprechauns steal and harness and ride livestock around. Fairies steal just as much if not more and we get blamed." He says in an Irish accent I have never heard him use before.

"Did you actually ride an animal around?" I ask thinking it would be really fun to do that.

"We can shrink and become human size any time we like but in Ireland we usually staid short all of the time. Back to your question. Well there was one night me and my friends Donovan and Finian. We snuck out in the middle of the night and got some pigs and harnessed them up. Man did they hate being roused. They started bucking and snorting. The farmer heard the racket and we got out of there. That was the funniest night ever. But remember fairies do that to!" He says and starts ranting on again how bad fairies are and started to shrink and shrink and got fire red hair and pointy ears.

I stare at him in awe then feel Edward stiffen next to me and hear car pull into the driveway.

"Who is it?" I ask Edward but he has no time to respond because just then I see Mike standing in my doorway.

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