MoonLight Spell

Chapter 18

A/N the story is almost ending :( 

 Maybe I will post book 2 but considering that not many people liked the book I will reconsider

Chapter 18       

            I woke up in my room. The sun light

burned my eyes.  I touched my neck. It

was covered.  What happen last nigh? Oh

yeah a crazy vampire poisoned me and I my crazy beau bit me. Sounds like a fun

night. I looked around my room and let out a scream. “Andrew” I say panting.

“How did you get into my house? Again.” He let out a laugh and brought me

gentle to his chest. “Is that how you thank your saver?” I smiled rubbing my

face in his chest. “You did not save me I planned it that way.” He smiled

kissing my forehead. “Thank you” I said softly. “I am angry at you” He said.

“What were you thinking?” I bit my lip. “Um” I said. “I did not want to kill

you. The only way was to kill myself-““mistake number 1” he said “do you not

see? If you die I am right in after you” I shudder. I trying to save Andrew

almost killed both us. “How did you-“the door flung open. Father and the town

Sheriff came into my room. And I was in my nightgown in the arms of the man my

father hated this was not good. 

            Those annoying girls will have a

field day when they hear about this. “Get away from my daughter murder!” Father

yelled pulling me roughly away from Andrews’s arms. Not his smarts idea. My

head hurt from being pulled so fast. “Ouch Father” I say but he is too angry to

notice. “Stay where you are son” The sheriff said. Why was he talking to my

love like that? “I told you he would be here.” Father said. “What is going on?”

I screamed. Andrew looked at me with so much concern he should be the one

worried. 

            “Andrew Gates you are arrested for

the killing of Christopher Ellis.” The sheriff said.  Sheriff grabbed hold of Andrew. A little too

roughly for my taste. “Hey get away from him!!” I screamed trying to run

towards Andrew to stop them from hurting my love but the evil man I call my

father held on to my arm tightly pulling me back into his arms. My head hurt.

“Stop father Stop him. Andrew fight back fight!!!” I said. I kicked at father

pulling as hard as I could but I was no use. My father fought in the war. He

killed strong British men who were willing to fight for what they thought was

right. A weak little girl was nothing for him. 

            So since I could not break free I

just screamed my head off. “ANDREW!!” I said kicking dad once more. Andrew