Under the moon

Under the Moon: Good news

Andrew’s POV

I woke up and walked into our living room. Adam was sitting on the couch watching TV.

“Hey, was up?” I asked, plopping down on the couch next to him.

“I met up with your uhh, watcha-ma-call-it... oh yeah your coven.”

“What, why, did they hurt you, are you alright?”

“Yes, I’m fine. They said that they had already planned to move to Alaska in three weeks and that we get to be alone until they get here. They wanted proof that I had you, that you were safe and that we were really mates.”

“How’d you prove it to them?”

“I brought you there using my transportation, but you were still asleep.”

“And you didn’t wake me because…?”

“You’re really cute when you’re asleep.” I turned five shades of red and didn’t say anything.

“Hey, we have three weeks all to ourselves; I don’t want you to be mad at me. And you’re coven didn’t want me to wake you, they thought you’d be pissed at them for not telling you that you were a vampire.”

“Okay.”

We got bored and started making little weird rhymes to pass the time.

“If you could be the corpse, then I could be the killer.”

“If I could be the devil, you could be the sinner.”

“You can be the drugs then I can be the dealer.”

“Everything you say is like music to my ears.” We started cracking up at our own weirdness.

“We are the weirdest couple ever.” I said.

“It could be worse.”

“How could we get any weirder?” I asked.

“We could be gay…” He said as we started laughing again.

“Yeah, there is that…Adam why didn’t your dad want you?”

“He only needed my big brother; William’s offspring. I mean nothing to him. My mom’s dead and my dad is a merciless prick.”

“I’m sorry, my mom’s dead too…she died in a car accident after my dad left her to raise four kids on her own in New York.”

“You’re from New York?”

“Yea, all my siblings were born there. I’m from La Bronx, my sister’s from Boston, my oldest brother’s from Queens, and my second oldest brother’s from New York, New York.”

“Cool, I was born in Detroit.”

“Great, now I’m gonna call you Eminem all the time.”

“I wasn’t born in 8 mile though.”

“Whatever floats your boat Marshall.” I said laughing.

“I’m going hunting.”

“I’ll go later, I’m not hungry.” I said.

“Mkay, see you later Baby.” He said walking out the back door.