ANDYS POV

I woke up in an empty bed. I blinked, remembering the events of the night before. I started to panic, wondering where Alice had gone, when I felt something in my hand. It was a piece of paper, with my name on it. I opened it, and read what It said. I sighed in relief and jumped out of bed. I put on a pair of skinny jeans, and KISS top. I grabbed my conbat boots and my leather jacket, and went downstairs.

I was staying abround my parents house again for a few weeks, until I was going to then go back to L.A. I poured myself a bowl of cereal, and sat on the sofa, watching the telly, and eating. My dad walked in, and smiled at me. "Morning."
"Morning dad." I said, and he sat down beside me, sighing. "So where you off to today then?"
"Oh just out and about, going to see a few people."
"A girl?"
"What makes you say that?"
"Oh that you seem to go out all the time, and also that I went into your room early this morning, and saw a girl in your bed."
"Oh."
"She seems nice, so where is she?"
"She left. She had to get back, but i'm going to see her in a few minutes."
"Well maybe she should come around for tea?"
"I don't know, i'll ask her."
"Ok then son."

"He smiled at me, and I finsihed my breakfast, and pulled on my boots and jacket. "Bye dad!" I called, and left the house, on my way to the graveyard. I walked and walked, thinking about her, and how amazing she was. The fact that she was dead didnt bother me, my love for her overpowered it. I walked further until I came to the gates of the graveyard. It seemed different. Something seemed missing.

I walked through the gates, and walked over to the willow tree. There was a girl sitting there, but it wasnt Alice. It was a different girl. She had long black hair, and had her face in her hands, crying. She looked up at me, mascara rolling down her cheeks. "Oh my god...it's you." She said. "Ermmm.....what do you mean its me?"
"Your the person that Alice fell in love with." She said, standing up. She looked scared, like something terrible had happened. "Yeah I am."

"You have to leave." She said, looking around her, then back at me. "what do you mean? I'm here to see-"
"Alice I know, but shes not here. Her dad found out that she left. It's against the rules to even talk to someone whos living, let alone date them, and leave the graveyard. Her dad lost it, and shes....shes..." She said, her voice crumbling, and fresh tears rolling.

"Shes what? Tell me." I said, panic running through me. "Shes been sent to her grave forever." She said, wiping her tears away. "What do you mean?"
"It's something that the her farther can do. He owned this place when he was alive, and he now rules all the dead people here. It's when shes shut in her coffin, and sent underground, and never aloud back up. She'll rot there all alone."
"What?! How do I get her out?"
"You don't. Not unless you know someone who still owns a old spell book, and knows how to do undo the spell that is bound by hate and anger. But theres a side effect, someone needs to replace them. Someone else needs to be sent down there to."

I stood there in disbelife. Who could I send down there? What else could I do, and more importantly, who had a spell book? After some scilence I cleared my throat, and spoke. "Whats your name?"
"Anna."
"Anna, do you know anyone that can help me? Someone who owns a spell book, and can do magic?"
"Well theres only one I know. The man who own the antique store. He's been doing magic for centuries and everyone knows it. Why do you think he's still alive?"
"Ok thank you." I said, and ran out of the graveyard.

I needed to save her, I needed her with me. I needed to do what ever it took to save her, for howeverlong ti will take.....