Forbidden Love

Chapter 37

Adjusting my eyes to see my surroundings. Damon's car was standing on its roof as we dangled up in the air from the seat belts. The car was thrashed as I saw scraps of metal lying in the street and glass surrounded us.

Memories of Harry's lifeless body flashed through my mind as I looked over to Damon.  He was still unconscious laying in a pool of his own blood. A sob escaped my throat as I struggled to breathe trying to get out of my seat belt.

"Damon." I cried in a raspy voice and tried to reach for him instantly, regretting it. Shooting pains erupted everywhere, noticing my tee shirt and jeans were covered in blood.

Damon had a head wound making me let out another sob as I tried to fight through my pain to get to him. "Help! Please somebody!" I yelled as I tried to undo my seatbelt. Once I unclasped my belt, I fell on the ground making me groan. "Damon. Please wake up." I begged groggy and breathless.

Using my powers when I realized I couldn't get him out of his seatbelt and he instantly fell limp as I did. Letting out a sob of relief when I heard his heartbeat with my telepathy.

Grabbing under his shoulders as I dragged him out of the car windshield. Once he was on the ground, I tried to look for his phone in his pockets. "Please tell me you brought it with you." I pleaded as he continued to lay limp on the ground.

As I tried to look for his phone, I saw he had wounds on his stomach, head and leg making me let out a sob. "Baby, please stay with me." I said as I held the phone in one hand and the other over his leg wound to try to stop the bleeding.

Calling the police as I tore a piece of my tee shirt to wrap around his leg and tie it. After a few minutes of speaking with the woman on the phone, I heard sirens in the distance making me relax slightly. I was beginning to feel lightheaded no longer high on my adrenaline.

Once the ambulances drove up to us, I collapsed on the ground beside Damon.

"Mathew. We have a problem." Ezra said as he walked in on him drinking by the fireplace. "What are you doing here? What is it?" Mathew barked.

"A witch knows about Harry and he is trying to find you." Ezra answered. Mathew can see Ezra too?

"I doubt she will be an issue." Mathew scoffed, taking a swig of his whisky. "She is an original witch, Mathew." Ezra continued, frustrated. Mathew snapped his head placing his drink down.

"What?" He breathed out full of anger and confusion and walked towards him making Ezra tense. "She is Agnes' ancestor." Ezra answered, making Mathew grit his teeth as his jaw tense as he turned around again.

"And Thea's." Mathew spit out before he threw his glass of alcohol in the fireplace making me jump. As Mathew stared at the fire in deep, I looked around to see where he was hiding out.

We were in a large and tall room with large wide windows . There were two couches in-between Ezra and Mathew under a large rug that covered most of the old hardwood floors. Outside the two large windows on either side of the fireplace was a backyard and trees surrounding the home for miles.

I was about to go look for any other evidence or if anyone else living in the house when Mathew spoke. "Tell Charles. He will know what to do with her." He growled, breaking the silence.

Sunlight from the window burned my eyes as I slowly woke up. Groaning in annoyance when I heard someone shuffle at the other side of the room.

"Luna, are you awake?" Liam asked as I opened my eyes to adjust to the light. "Obviously." I said as I tried to sit up on the bed but the shooting pain on my leg and side made me stop and wince in pain.