After a whole day hanging out with Dean our phones were ringing off the hook. My dad was calling us both over and over. Finally after the twentieth time Dad had called Dean, Dean suggested that he take me home. I sighed but agreed with him.

"I guess it's time to face the step-monster's accusations." I muttered. 

We walked into the house quietly and came into the living room. The living room was huge. It was at the very least the size of a small ballroom. Meredith was rich. A couple of feet into the living room there was a step down. In the step were two pearl white sofas, along with a coffee table on either end of both couches; large white lilies in crystal vases sat atop them. Over head giving the light was a large gold chandelier with flame shaped bulbs in them. The wall to the right was all floor to ceiling windows that led out to the deck over looking the ocean.

I sighed knowing I was in trouble. Meredith and Dad were sitting on the sofa opposite of me looking highly unhappy. Though I could read hear their thoughts and I knew their looks deceived what they were thinking.

"Acelias," I cringed as my father said my full name. "How dare you walk out on your mother like that? She was so worried about you."

I choked on my spit but recovered quickly. 'She was worried.' Uh huh. I narrowed my eyes at him. In my opinion I had every right to walk out, of course if I told Dad what she said to me she would deny it. So I decided I would comply for Dad's sake.

"Alright, I'm sorry."

"Next time, when you decide to run off like that at least answer the phone." Dad looked at me expectantly.

"Kay." Was all I was going to give him.

"I'm just glad Dean was with you. And do you understand?" I nodded shortly. "Ok," Dad said. "You can go."

My mother cleared her throat pointedly. "Punishment?"

Dad looked confusedly at her and then nodded. "Right, uh, Ace, you are not aloud to go out for a week. Not aloud to hang out with any friends for a week." My jaw dropped and I glanced sideways at Dean whose jaw was clenched so tight that the skin was white.

"Except Dean." My head whipped around to look at my dad so fast that I felt a slight case of whiplash.

"What? Why?" I managed.

"I have my reasons." He nearly snarled at me.

I nodded and left the room heading up the stairs to my room dragging Dean with me.

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It was eleven and Dean had just left. I was still trying to process what my dad had said. Why was he so protective? A terrible thought came to mind. Did he know? No. Not possible.

I laid back on my bed and looked out my window that was on the other side of my room. As I lay there something moved on the roof outside my window. I screamed bloody murder and the person gave me a fleeting glanced before they launched themselves off the roof.

I was so scared that I couldn't move in time to see them run. Once again I heard their voice in my mind knowing it was their thoughts. 'Hello Acelias. Did I scare you?'

Not having any time to think, my body keeled over and I lost my dinner all over the floor.

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A/N

So I know that was rather short but, eh. I hope you liked it. Once I figure this all out I hope to get a schedule. But I may have writing sprees and update a lot. Idk. I hope you liked it though!!!

P.S. I am going to try and start uploading some pics so you can see how I imagine the charries!

Until next time...