19~Lost History

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Isabella's POV

I woke up with a smile on my face and turned around so I faced him

He was such a cute sleeper, it was precious

He felt me staring and opened his eyes slowly and smiled back

We were smiling for awhile until I heard a car door open and close from outside

"Oh my god" I say and jump up. "What?" He asked. "My dad. He's here" I say to him and his eyes widen

"How do you know?" He ask as we rush out of bed. I point to my ear. "Vamp hearing. Comes in handy at times like this"

I here footsteps getting closer for the front door as Grayson hurried to find his clothes

"BELLA IM HOME" I hear my dad say from down stairs. "It's too late to go out the front door, you have to use the window"

"Are you crazy?"

"Listen you'll just land in some flowers"

"Are there thorns?"

"That's not important just GO" I shove him to the window

He looks at me worried then at the window and finally jumps

I hear him land when I run into bed then my dad opens the door

"Hey sweetie. How did you sleep?"

"Wonderfully" I say then he smiles and walks out

I let out a sigh of relief

Grayson's POV

There was thorns.

I make it home and see Ethan

"Hey" I say awkwardly. "Sup" he replies

He walks over to me

"Listen, I realize now that I've been a little over protective and I promise, I'll never do it again. I won't try to save you unless you really need it. You can fight your own battles" he says with a slight smile

I smile back at him. "Thank you Ethan. And I get it. You've been through a lot and don't want the same for me. And I too promise, to not get into too much trouble"

I go to fill a bag with everything ancient or supernatural that could explain what was happening to Isabella

"Now I have to go" I say. "Where?" Ethan asks

I give him a 'really' face

"He says in a non-over protective way"

"I have to met up with Olivia. I was texting her on the way here and we are going to figure out why Isabella turned"

I get to her house and see her in her garage full of papers of the desk

I set my bag down "find anything?"

"Vampire plus werewolf minus werewolf curse in blood line somehow equals to hybrid? It's impossible. She triggered the curse so she must have had it in her blood line"

"Maybe her parents had it and she didn't know"

"That couldn't be. Her father was a witch, and the witches made the werewolf curse. They wouldn't curse it to their own kind. And her mother was a vampire, not a hybrid. The only thing that could explain this would be if..." she froze

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