-1Chapter 9-
A/N- Thanks to those who review. I have decided to make the story a little longer but the end is close. I'll just try to make it flow there.
R and R. Please and thank you.
"Gwen." someone is telling me trying to wake me up. "Gwen, wake up."
"What?" I say getting up. "What's going on?"
My eyes are wide in shock and I look around till my eyes finally focuses on the man that's been calling my name for a while. I almost yell at him but his red eyes stop me from doing that.
I get up and walk to him enveloping him in my arms.
"What is wrong?" I ask him still not letting him go.
"I…I can't…" he begins but nothing comes out. "Can I stay here with you?"
"Umm, Chris I don't think my aunt will be happy to see that you slept over. She is very conservative."
"Its just he keeps on trying but I don't want him near me." he says.
"Your dad?"
He nods.
"I don't want to talk to him. Why doesn't he understand that?" he says.
"Because he is your dad. He cares for you." I say walking him to the bed.
"Now he wants to pretend he does. But in the future I never had a father specially after…" he stops.
"Your mother's death." I say quietly.
He looks at me with a little surprise but then just nods his head. I lay him on one side of my bed and lay right in front of him. He wraps his arms around me.
"So your hiding from him at my house?" I ask. "More specifically my bed. Under my covers."
They give out a small laugh.
"Yeah I guess that's ridiculous." he says.
"Your like a baby going to his mommy when he is scared or something."
"Hey I am not a baby." he says starting to tickle her.
"Don't make me laugh. My aunt will here and come down here. You don't want to see her mad." I say shaking my head.
"So all this time I have met her she has been in a good mood. She could have full me with that attitude." he says sarcastically.
"She is just making sure that I am okay. She is afraid to loose me. Just like I can't imagine living without her. We are all we have of each other."
"That and your fortune." he says snorting.
"Life is more than money. I know you know that. There is no one left in my family. My mother and sister died the day I was born. My mom giving birth to us and my sister was born dead. My dad was kill by a dark lighter. She is all I have. Leo is your father and you should really give him a chance because I wish I would have at least met mine."
"You're not going to guilt me into giving him some brake because I am not going to let him get near me to much. He is not my father." he says pulling his arms back.
I pull his arm tighter around me. I wasn't going to let him go.
"No. Stay please. I wont force you to give him a brake. Just say whatever you want." he relaxes into me.
"So your aunt is always on every guys as or just mine." he says after a while.
"Usually to anybody specially magical beings. But I have to admit she has been extra hard on you." I say with a smile.
"That makes me feel so special." he says.
After twenty minutes of silence I hear his even breathing I glance back at him and see that he has fallen to sleep.
I settle myself and fall asleep.
The sun was shining bright into my eyes the next morning. I feel strong arms around me and light snoring by my ear. I turn to see the alarm clock and then shake Chris' arms a little.
"Chris." I say softly. "Chris, wake up."
"Ummm." he says.
"Wake up Chris." I turn to face him. I gently play with his hair. "Its time to go."
He opens his eyes and stares at me.
"What time is it?" he ask me.
"Six thirty and if you don't leave soon my aunt will be here and well you don't want to know."
"Okay." he stands up and looks down at me with a smile. "Thank you."
He leans down and kiss me in the cheek before he orbs out.
"Goodbye Chris."