I swear body guarding a rich, spoiled, vampire sucks. Body guarding a boy with the ego bigger than a super-star was worse. “Ash, you will regret this.”  I said calmly, body guarding someone you wanted to kill because it would make your life, and your friends life easier, the hardest.

Ash snorted, so I hushed him, the footsteps came closer . . . closer . . . okay . . . now!

I lunged out of my hiding stop and hit the werewolf in the jaw, hard. He stumbled backwards and swore, lunging at me, he was a horrible fighter. I kicked off the hallway wall and back flipped, kicking him in the chest in the progress. It knocked him out cold, but being supernatural he wasn’t going to be out for long.

“Ash!” I yelled, giving our cover up, the others would have the fight and would be heard soon anyway.

Ash got out from his hiding place, and we ran upstairs, in the last room of the abandoned motel, was a window, two stories up. Well I fell from higher places to save Ashes butt. I heard the thuds of the other werewolf’s, not bothering to be quite. I was a half-vampire, which is illegal, but Mr. Freemen saved me from being killed, he couldn’t save my human mother or vampire father. So in return I protected his family, him, of course, his wife Annie, their three year old daughter, and yes, even Ash.

“Jump! I ordered Ash.”  Pushing him to the window, and watching the door . . .

“What!? I can hurt my looks! Or die!” He yelled, oh well.

Without a glance I grabbed him around his waist and jumped out the window taking Ash with me.

We landed hard, but I just jumped up, grabbing his hand, and ran full out. Ash stumbled out behide me, already out of breath. Gosh knows if he would spend half the time working out, like his family, guards, and even three year old sister, we wouldn’t be in this problem.  

“Hurry! Your slow, Ash!” I yelled, the motel was out of sight and we rounded a sharp turn, coming face to car with a black BMW, Mr. Freemen. The car turned, sliding on its wheels, I lunged into the back, pulling Ash with me.

The driver stepped on the gas, and I let go of Ashes hand as if it were a dead fish. “What happen, dare I ask.” Mr. Freemen said, pinching his nose with his pointer finger and his thumb, something that calms him down.

“Ash flirted with the enemy, again.” I said though my teeth, glaring at the back of the drivers seat. Ash had caught his breath.

“So? She was pretty! I didn’t know she was a werewolf!” He protested.

“Yeah? You should have, because you are a vampire, but you act like a stupid, dumb, human, boy!” I spat, don’t lose your temper, don’t lose your temper.

“Well-“ Ash tried, but Mr. Freemen stopped him.

“Jessica is right, this is the last straw!” He yelled.

“Dad-“

“No Ash, that’s it . . . You’re . . . Getting married!” He spat out, probably the worse news Ash could ever receive. No more player Ash . . . It’s married Ash!