Sory this chapter is super short! I'm pretty much hitting a wall with this one and yeah...i will push ot keep them comming and i promise the next chapter will be better! okay well here is Promise of a Lifetime chapter three!! Enjoy! (sorry for making you listen to my babblingness...)

Supersam out! :P

Promise of a Lifetime

Chapter Three

The next morning I wake up to my mom screaming at the television. The night before seems so surreal compared to the tidal wave of a fit my mother was throwing. Deciding that I should get up I throw the covers off of me. Getting dressed, I put on my favorite hip hugging jeans and a plain white t-shirt. I open my bedroom door and the yelling gets even louder.

"How can the government allow this? When did god let them walk among us? Well Sharon I can tell you that god will not stand for this!"

So she's on the phone. Wondering what she is freaking about, I exit my room and walk down the hallway to the television room. The second I step in she stops what she is doing and stares at me, "Why are you yelling?"

"Sharon I have to let you go," after she hangs up the phone she turns to the television and changes it to the news, "you should be proud of this."

Confused I turn my attention to the information on the screen. A girl in a suit is reading off of a paper sitting in front of her. A bright red line sits along the bottom of the screen; words speed by, "urgent" standing out. "Yes today we have received breaking news! It appears that a representative has come forth saying that Vampires exist. I repeat vampires do indeed exist."

'You will know how I did it tomorrow.' As my thoughts start to race I look at my mother and I start to get mad, "That's right I am so happy that this is happening. Oh, and I guess it's all MY fault that they are real right?"

"You probably knew about this before hand, I am making us join a good, god loving church!" She says while grabbing the phone but before she touches it, the phone shatters.

"You can't make me do anything," I say; objects all over the room start to partake in my spasms of anger.

"You don't scare me DEAMON!" she yells at the top of her lungs.

I snap; everything in the room, except me and her, suddenly lift into the air, "Shut up, I will take your crap no longer." Is that me? My voice is dark and powerful, unlike my usual scared, childish voice. The objects in the room break just like the rock in the field and the phone.

This is the last time I will see my mom for years, and this is the first time that I decide to reach for what I truly want. So I leave my mom in the broken pieces of her life, and leave with a single sentence racing through my head. Godric the Vampire.