Hallows Night

Mates

Bella’s POV

Omg his eyes where black. He is a demon. Why did he seem so interested in me and my black eyes. I sit in my last class. Stupid AP chemistry.

“Hey Bella, Hey ugly face”

“Shut up Jason”

“Don’t tell me to shut up or I will make you pay when we get home”

Does he think he scares me. I roll my eyes and I see Damien walking over and taking a seat next to me. God could this day get any worse.

“I’m sorry for scarring you earlier. I just didn’t expect you to have a black eyes. It made me upset to think someone who a beautiful girl like you.” Damien says.

“I’m Damien Black by the way. I’m 18 and just moved here with my parents”

“I’m Isabella Hallow. But I liked to be called Bella. I’m 17 but will be 18 on Friday. I live in Salem with my uncle and cousin (pointing to the jerk sitting 2 seats in front of me). My parents died when I was 2.”

“It’s nice to meet you Bella.”He says with a smile. Omg why is he so hot.

I try to pay attention but it’s hard with him sitting next me. After class finished in gathering up my things when Damien starts talking to me again.

“Would you like to hang out?” He asks hopefully.

“I can’t actually I have to work. Have to save up to move out this weekend” I say with a laugh.

“Where do you work”

“I work at Spellmans bookstore. It’s a cult bookstore. I have been working there since I was 16. The owner used to be high school friends with my dad.”

“Can I get your phone number?” He asks ringing his hands.

Omg he’s nervous. I laugh inside.

“Yeah sure. Here add your number” I say handing him my phone. He hands it back and walks down the hallway.

I walk to work with a smile on my face. Maybe he really does like me.

Damien POV

Bella Hallow. What a beautiful name to go with a beautiful girl. I smile as I walk into my fathers office down town. I smile at the receptionist and walk into my dads office.

“Hello son. So did you talk to her”

“Yes I did. Her name is Bella Hallow”

“Oh so she’s a Hallow. The local coven is the Hallow Night coven. The head of John Hallow. He may be her father.”

“I don’t think so. She said her parents died when she was 2 and she lives with her uncle and cousin Jason. He’s in our Chemistry class. She is 17 still. Her birthday is Friday. On Oct 31st. She is a Halloween baby.”

I take out my phone and show him the picture I took of her sitting outside while she was drawling.

“She is beautiful son. She comes from a very powerful coven of witches. She will be an amazing mate and queen.”

I couldn’t help but smile.

“Have you told your mother?”

“Yes, she actually told me this morning that I might find my mate today. I think she had a vision. We also talked this morning when I realized Bella couldn’t smell my scent. I’m sure she will want to run down when I get home” I say with a laugh. “I’m going to head home. She works at Spellmans bookstore so I may stop by.”

Bella’s POV

I am putting new books away on the shelf’s when the door dings. “Welcome to Spellmans cult books.”

I look and see it’s Damien. He has a smile on his face. What is he doing here.

“Can I help you find something today” I ask with a smirk.

“No I found what I was looking for.” He says with a laugh. “I just came to see where you worked. Iv never been in a cult bookstore before”. He said.

“What time do you get off?”

“I get off at 9pm. Why?”

“I was wondering if you wanted to grab a bit to eat.”

“I can’t tonight but maybe later this week” I say to him hopeful that he doesn’t push it.

Damien hangs out for a bit and we chat. He leaves the store about 5:30 head home. He said his mom will want to know how his first day went. I envy him. Having a loving home and family.

At 9pm I close and lock up the store and walk home.

As soon as I enter the house I hear my uncle yell for me from inside the living room. Great he sounds drunk.

“Yes Uncle?” I ask in my sweet calm voice.

“I heard you were talking to a boy today at school”

Wonder who told him that.

“Yes we have a new kid. We talked a bit in class that’s all.”

“He didn’t see your bruises did he” he says angrily standing up and walking over to me.

“N-no he didn’t” I say hoping he believed me.

“Good” he says as he punches me in the stomach making me fall to my knees gasping for breath.

He kicks me in the rib cadge 3 more times and I hear a c***k.

“Now get up you s**t and go to bed” he says and walks into the kitchen for another drink.

I slowly make my way upstairs. Breathing hurts and I know it will hurt more tomorrow. 4 more days I repeat to myself. 4 more days.