After the Coven

2

Zoe POV

Kyle and I are cuddling in our bed and watching a movie when there is a slight knock on the door. "I'll get it." I declare. As I push off the duvet Kyle pulls me into a kiss. The person knocks a second time and we break apart. The floor is cold so I pad over quickly. "Yes?" I ask when it opens. Standing in front of me are three girls. One blond and two brunettes. They seemed antsy as one of them explained. "Some girls are fighting." Then I notice the squeals two doors down. I rushed to the ruckus. Bursting in the room, five girls are shoving each other off of a bed and pulling hair and hitting. No powers. Yet. "Hey!" I yell. No one heard. All five of them go flying full speed in different directions against the walls. Everyone is quiet. "Tell me your names, NOW!" Fear was stricken in to them then. They go in a circle, "Cara King." "Maddi Devan." "Hope Braxton." "Opal Williams." "Hattie Holbrook." "What are you fighting about?!" I yell. Kyle comes in the room with a furrowed brow. "I had my stuff on this bed and someone moved it!" Screeched Maddi obviously talking about Cara. That sent them into a rage and they began yelling at the same time. Kyle could tell I was about to murder these kids. He suddenly slammed both his fists on the wall and screamed ear-splittingly loud. Scaring all of the teenagers. He speaks with an angered look on his face. "NOW EVERYONE GO TO SLEEP!" His motivation impressed me. The both of us continued to our bedroom, me tucked into his side and his arm over my shoulder. Whilst he twists the door knob, I say, "that was hot." He smiles and closes the door behind us. He pushes the lock. What is he doing? Kyle  leads me to the bed and kisses up and down my neck. Leaving a trail of pleasure. I cant lead him on. "Kyle." "What." He says blankly. "My powers. I'll kill you." I respond. "Then you can just revive me."
"But what if I cant? I'm not going to take that chance!"
"Zoe, you can, I have faith in you!"
      "I know you do and that's amazing, but I am not willing to live without you again!" And finally, I collapsed into his embrace heaving deep sobs. All he did was squeeze me tight. Tighter. Even tighter. Too tight! "Kyle, you're hurting me." He looked afraid. Frightened of what might do to me. "Zoe, I- I-" he stuttered. Violently, he hurled his palms into his head and pulled at his hair and angrily grunted. A girl knocked on the door and asked shyly, "Um, is everything okay in there?"
       "Yeah, were fine, thank you." I replied distressed, trying to get rid of them. I ran my hand up and down his back trying to soothe. "Shhhhhhh. Shh. Kyle it's not your fault. It's not your fault." I say to him. Desperate sobs escape his mouth. I coax him into lying down. We lay here with his head on my shoulder and my fingers running through his hair.