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"Why are you here?" I asked my mom.

"We heard you were dating...a mortal."

"So? What do you care? You hate me."

"We need to kill him."

"What? Why on earth do you need to kill him?"

"Because...we do..."

"That makes no sense. You are not going near him.

"Hey, Mar!" James came down.

"Hey! How about we go over here!" I literally jumped off the couch, grabbed his collar, and drug him back to the elevator.

"What's wrong?" He asked. What was I supposed to tell him?

"Um...my parents are down there-"

"Why don't you want me to meet them?"

"Because...they want to...kill...you..."

"What? Why?"

"I have no idea! I don't even know why they are there and how they found me! I ran away sixty years ago..." I whispered the last part.

"How long?"He asked.

"U-uh...six years...ago."

"Oh, I thought you said sixty!"

"Me too...Anyway, I need you to go to your appartment, and-" Just then, the elevator stopped. "Shit!" I whispered. The doors opened, but nothing was there. To my luck, two figures appeared at the door.

"Margaret Elizabeth Richardson!" Crap, she said my real last name.

"What?" I said.

"Who's he?" My mom asked.

"Why doesn't dad talk?"

"That's not what I asked you! Who is this boy?"

"James. My boyfriend." My mom laughed. She jumped to tackle him, but I stopped her in mid-air with my hand.

"Like I said, you are not going to touch him."

"I beg to differ." She jumped again, but I caught her and shoved her back down.

"Are you LISTENING to me?-" My fangs came out-"You aren't TOUCHING HIM!"She slapped me, and I punched her in the face, then kicked her. She got up, and muttered something.

"Why would you want to kill your mother?"

"Because you never cared for me. Why do you think I left with Emma, Patricia, and Ella? A palm tree is more of a mother than you ever were." James laughed. My mom gave him a dirty look.

"We'll be back."My mom said. She and dad left. I looked at James.

"What-what's in your mouth?" He asked. I covered my mouth. "Are those..fangs?" He went over to touch them. I slapped his hand.

"No. doggy teeth."

"Okay? S-so...whatcha wanna do?"

"I don't know...um...I think I'm gonna take a nap."The elevator doors opened. I stepped out. I opened the door to my appartment. Tears started streaming down my face. After two minutes, I was balling into the pillow on my couch. Emma came in.

"Mar? Are you okay?" I hugged her hard and let out all of my feelings.

"I-I can't keep doing this! I love him...I can't lie anymore." Soon enough, Em was crying too.

"I understand. I really do. I love Logan, and I don't like lying to him." Then, Logan came in.

"Hey, what's wrong?" He sat by us and rubbed our backs. We just kept crying. And I couldn't stop.

Hey, so crappy chapter, I know. I had some writers block, and I didn't know how to end it, lol! Review please. :)