Love Me Always (I Hate You...I Think) (23 page)

"Why did you step down Oliver?" Kimmy
asked.

"That part of my life is done. I enjoyed it
but my family comes first now," he smiled looking
into the living room where our kids were playing
and jumping around.

A lot has changed in the past five years,
since the day of the explosion. The gang was still
together but Oliver had decided to step down
finally. I knew he loved it but he seemed so sure
that he didn't want that to be his life anymore.

"Knock, knock, anyone home?" Harper
questioned coming in the front door. He grinned
showing of his dimples.

"Uncle Harper!" Kye yelled, him and Addy
attacked his legs.

"Well I'm glad the family is all back
together but the munchkins need to get off to
school," I told everyone. The kids awed but
complied. We all headed out to the elementary
school. Jazi, James, Addy and Kye were all starting
together so that was a good thing.

"Hey come here," Oliver our babies
kneeling down. He wrapped his arms around both
of them hugging them tight. I knelt down to hear
what he was saying.

"If anyone bothers you at all, you tell me I'll
take care of it ok?" He told them. They nodded.

"I love you, Daddy," the both smiled
hugging him. Holding out his arm, he pulled me
into the hug.

"And, you behave to," I told them kissing
their cheeks. "No punching, Kye, Even if daddy
said it's ok. I say it's not."

Kye nodded and I saw Oliver shake his
head mouthing something out of the corner of my
eye. I elbowed him and Addy and Kye laughed.

"I'm glad you are my mommy," Addy
whispered kissing me.
Then they both turned and ran for the
school building.

I sighed. "You know after five they just
shoot straight up, before you know it they'll be in
college."
"Well I'll always be here," Oliver
whispered, "I promised I’d love you
always. I’m not big on breaking promises.

"I know, I love you too."
He kissed me gently running his hands
through my hair.
"I love you more."
"Don't start that," I teased shaking my head.
"I love you times infinity," I stuck my
tongue at him.
"Jerk face," he muttered.
ACKNOWLEGDEMENTS

Thanks to my mom who raised this crazy
daydreamer the best, she knew how. I put
you through hell but you still love me for

me.

Thanks to my eighth grade English teacher,
Mrs. Carlille. If it had not been for you, I
would have never started writing and never
would have realized my dream.

Also, thanks to all my amazing Wattpad
fans. I would not have published this book
if it had not been for you guys, especially
Taylor and Angie.

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~The Pirate Captain~
Boom!
Gasping, I sat up in shock.
“Eden, get up now!” Poe yelled, his vibrant
voice echoed around my head.

Feeling a strong push of magic, I surged off
the bed. A whizzing sound overhead was deafening
and followed by an explosion, I shrieked dropping
to the floor as debris rained down on the top of my
tent.

Poe gave another push of magic. Jumping
up, I slide my feet into my boots as I slung my bag
across my body and secured my sword to my belt.
Bolting out the tent flap, I collided with a man and
stumbled backwards. People were screaming and
running in terror as more explosions filled the air.
Scanning the camp, I tried to find the source of
their distress, but saw no invading army, no hoard
of demons, no giant monsters.

“Eden, Run!” Poe roared.

I had never heard him so fierce. Cringing I
held my head. Another man slammed into the side
of me, and then began yelling in a foreign language
pointing upwards. Overhead the scorching sun
darkened. The man’s eyes clouded over with fear
and his face paled.

He turned leaving me in the middle of the
crowd. Almost too afraid of what I would see I
glanced upward. Poe began yelling and cursing in a
language that I couldn’t understand, but I was
frozen in place. Weather in fear or awe I’m not
quite sure.

The underbelly of a huge sailing ship,
covered in moss and barnacles, was floating five
stories above my head. I could hear the sails
flapping in the wind see the portholes with cannons
sticking out of them, and the flag billowing in the
wind high above the deck of the ship. It was black
with a skull, a dagger between its teeth and two
crossed swords below. Pirates, that one word alone
gave me chills. Even being a human, I knew what
that meant, the terror that they could create.

Poe ripped me out of my daze with a burst
of magic that was so powerful a spark of electricity
rippled through my veins. My legs propelled me
forward instantly, darting through the chaos and
people I searched for an escape. Structures were on
fire all around, some blurring into one another.
Craters the size of cars replaced the once colorful
vibrant tents. It took all my balance and thought as
to not fall into the burning wreckage around me.

“Duck!” Poe ordered as a whizzing sound
filled my ears.

I knew that sound, dropping to the ground I
was barely missed by a cannon ball that hurled into
a stonewall mere yards from where I stood. The
earth shook and dirt, rocks and fragments of the
cannon exploded outwards. I had never been on a
battlefield before but I imagine this was as close as
I ever wanted to come to one. My head was reeling
and I could not focus as black dots danced in my
vision, I was partially deaf. I could hear the sounds
around me but everything was muffled.

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