I couldn't help but shake my head. "I just... want to find your son." I said.
"Robyn, stop tsaying that." He pleaded.
"Why?" I asked.
"Because he's your son too." He said.
I looked up at him. "He doesn't need me if I can remember him." I said and started walking away we needed to find the kid and fast. Otherwise... I knew whatr they'd do to him.
Sam
I kissed her and had her lip between my teeth. She laughed against my mouth.
We're meant to be one
I know we are...
If I am the Sky
Then you are my star... ™
I giggled. sBad boy." I pulled away and led him around. it was fun. We stopped to get something to drink and a guy walked over. "Here you go, beautiful. Your drink is on me. Can I get a phone number with that?"he smirked.
Alex:
I sighed and followed her. I had no idea where to even start...
"The police? Robyn, we're magical creatures." He said.
"Yeah, who lost their son." I said. "Lot of good magic is doing you two." I said. "I don't have magic powers." I said.
"Yes you do." He argued.
"No, I don't, if there's one thing I remember I remember saving your kid and giving up my powers in return." I glared. "And all you thought about was killing yourself... What kind of father are you?" I asked.
Sam
I bit my tongue, enough to draw blood. I wanted to freaking hit the guy.... no, kill him.
We're meant to be one
I know we are...
If I am the Sky
Then you are my star... ™
"No!" I yelled, but then calmed down. "No, and it frusterates me. I don't even remember dying. I don't even know what he looks like." I hit my head against a wall. "All I know is that he's gone now. I know this is going to be a selfish questions but can't you live without him? I mean I can." I said.
Sam
"Yeah, well alot of things aren't fair." I grinned.
We're meant to be one
I know we are...
If I am the Sky
Then you are my star... ™
I hissed. "No. You want to meet our son?!" Then the future son was there. "Your mom's mind is a blank and she wants to leave you with whoever has you.." I growled.
It is only a novel... or, in short, only some work in which the greatest powers of the mind are displayed, in which the most thorough knowledge of human nature, the happiest delineation of its varieties, the liveliest effusions of wit and humour, are conveyed to the world in the best-chosen language — Jane Austen, Northanger Abbey