ASH AND MARY-LYNNETTE: VISIT

THIS CHAPTER IS DEDICATED TO…

BUNPIRE

WITH SHOUTOUTS TO…

XXMISTIQUEASHXX

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SHE was crying, I could feel it. She wasn't sobbing or anything like that, she just let a few tears slip down her face, through the fragile mask of happy that fooled no one.

But inside, she was drowning in an ocean of sorrow that she couldn't hold back. I groaned helplessly, dying to comfort her. The words I had half-heard came back to me. 'come home to me.' She had begged.

Could I do it? Could I truly go home? It hadn't been that long, but it felt like it.

I could take us both to Thierry's house, after high school of course. She would be angry with me, but she had just told me to come home.

On the way I'd stop at James and Poppy's house to apologize.

I wrote a note to my host saying thanks but no thanks, I grabbed my car keys and jumped in my car.

They lived a little bit off to the right if the strip. The house was redbrick and very old. I parked my car and walked up the steps.

James is going to kill me. And Poppy is going to help him. I sighed and knocked on the door. It was wood, I noticed with distaste.

"Who is it?" a pixie voice asked. It was Poppy. She better not lecture me on music again, I had a headache for hours.

"Ash?" she gasped as she opened the door I nodded as James appeared behind her and pushed her out of the way so she just peeked around him.

"Give me one good reason why I shouldn't kill you right now. It had better be a good one because I really want to kill you right now." He said.

I knew how he felt, if anyone threatened to hurt my… I ended that thought as I remembered Poppies telepathy.

To convince James that I wasn't hear to kill or be killed, I said one thing he would never expect.

"You were right, and I was wrong." I said and his eyes widened, then narrowed in suspicion.

"About what?" he asked. I glanced around the street.

"Can we take this inside?" I asked sharply.

" Let him in Jamie, I want to hear this." Poppy said, tugging on his sleeve. He looked down at her and his eyes softened. He stroked her cheek gently. I looked away, trying to not to see their obvious love. It made me want to cry for… her.

Poppy was a vampire who had incredible mind powers, and she was reading my mind. As proof, her head snapped around.

Her eyes widened. "Ash, who is she? Why wont you let me see?" she asked. I pointedly looked around. She got the message.

"Come in, then tell us." I stepped into the house and the door clicked shut.

Let the Poppy- interrogation begin.

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