Disclaimer: I do not own witch or any of its characters.
I Only own the plot.
The clock showed 19:00 when Hay Lin and Will were watching TV, a commercial about soda was playing. The girls laughed at the funny animations, they were having a good time. They were kind of disappointed when one of their Cellphone rang. Hay Lin wanted to look who send her a message but the electrical device was, because of will power, ahead of her.
"It's Cornelia; she's asking if you come to the Shelter. Some kind of festival is being held. Oh, and Cobalt blue is playing. Such a horrible name." Will piped up when she heard the name; it meant matt was going to be there. She jumped up in joy. "And Cornelia says to take will with you!" The device ended in a static voice, retuning back to its seemingly lifeless state.
"Sounds like a plan! Spacious, now you can give all your attention to matt." Will nodded, but she somehow felt less excited then she wanted it. But she blamed it on the bad day she had. The girls prepared themselves, putting on their finest clothes and left home. Will rode her scooter, with Hay Lin on the back, and it only took 15 minutes to get there.
The last meters Will wanted to surprise hay Lin, she latterly abused the gas pedal speeding up. She raced the thing to its limit and Hay Lin screamed in excitement, she loved the wind in her hair. They arrived with a loud braking sound and were welcomed by the other girls. "Well, that was, and stupid." They laughed.
"Hello sweetie." Hay Lin said to Irma. She jumped of the scooter and stood beside her. A quick peck on the cheek was exchanged, so they wouldn't draw any unwanted attention. Will just looked; jealousy arose in her stomach like a hungry beast. It growled. She wished she could fix things with matt this evening. She needed it.
"So, when is Cobalt blue playing?" Will asked, the others noticed she wasn't as tense as this morning. Cornelia waved. "Do not worry, they close the party. The first three are, as the posters say, a heavy metal band from Belgium, After all. Then there will be two deathcore bands playing. Don't even know what it is. It sounds horrible already." The others girls nodded. "Heavy metal isn't bad." Irma said. "It's kind of like rock, but louder."
"Wow girls! Ain't this kind of music too heavy for you?" Uriah jumped in front of them, his lackeys behind him. He smirked; he was up to something it seemed. But the girls didn't know what he meant, it was just a simple rock concert, nothing they couldn't handle.
"Shut your trap Uriah, we are here to see to Cobalt blue." Uriah laughed, slapping his forehead. "Come on, that soft stuff? Please, I advise you, better get out the way when the breakdown sounds. Don't want to lose yer pretty faces!" He laughed out loud before he ran away. "What was that about?"
Two hours later, and the last band was preparing for the show, Cobalt Blue. The girls had first seen the heavy metal band. It was surprisingly good, but the next bands had them understand Uriah's words. In the most unpleasant way they could imagine, they saw hell and they even lost Taranee in the chaos.
"Oh my god, Did you see that? It was like the entire room got an epileptic attack! At the freaking same time!" Irma yelled, but she was excited. Although she hated the fans style of 'dancing' she did like the music. It was loud, fast and energetic, hyper, just like her.
Cornelia snorted, she shared her opinion on the dancing but she, and the others, disagreed on the music. "Ha, did you even hear the music? All I heard was noise." She complained, she would forever hate and avoid the name deathcore, or any other genre with core in it.
"I was scared to get hit!" Hay Lin exclaimed, she was still trembling of what she had seen. "They were fighting, fighting! For what? Fun? There is no fun in hurting each other!" Irma gave her a comforting hug; this was too much for the weak hearted Girl.
"We don't fight, we just release our energy." Someone said, they looked up to see Uriah. He was rubbing his head; a bandage was plastered above his right eye. The blood could be seen through it, dark red.
"We can see that." Cornelia said, pointing out to the wound. "Then what is it?"
"It's a risk we take, we know it's not the most friendly thing to do but we always look were we punch, or kick. Hitting each other isn't our purpose, but can't always be avoided. When someone falls we pick 'em up. We have respect for our fellow music fans." He was speaking friendly and serious. It surprised the girls, but they didn't say anything in fear of losing this chance to talk normal.
"Hey Uriah, get over here! I'm not done with that wound!" Somebody yelled, the girls turned their heads to see who it was. They all dropped their jaw when they saw it was Taranee. She had been missing from them for an hour already. "What, there is bandage on it!" But the girl ignored her; she dragged him with his hand to a nearby bench and ordered him to sit down. "That was to stop the bleeding; it still needs to be disinfected." She picked the first aid kit she got from a security guard, and attended to the wound.
"What are you doing?" Cornelia asked. She wasn't happy with this. Why was she helping this no-life punk? She didn't want to be seen around Uriah, and being nice to him.
"He saved me Cornelia, so I am returning the favor. And even so, it's what any normal person should do." She said, annoyed by the blondes high and mighty tone.
"What do you mean saved?" Will asked. Uriah doesn't save people!
"During the show a guy was doing some high kick thing, he lost his balance and came straight at me. I couldn't dodge from the fear, as I closed my eyes. But Uriah jumped in front of me as a shield, and pushed the guy away." She smiled, and finished cleaning the wound. She put on some fresh bandages, taped it up, and ruffled (displeasing the punk) through the orange hair.
"He may be a punk, but he is not an asshole."
Cobalt blue was going to enter the stage, fans from the whole town where present. Many of them were of Sheffield institute, like the witch girls. The event host came up on the stage.
"We had a great evening today, heavy and hard, but sometimes we like soft. So here is some swinging rock to close the day, Cobalt Blue!" The crowd went wild, girls were screaming and guys yelled, pumping their fists in the air. The band went on stage, and the first song started.
The crowd seemed to enjoy it, it was sound, a huge improvement in the girls opinion. The danced on the music, but will was uncertain. She didn't feel happy like she had expected, she began to realize something, and it became even worse.
The first song ended and matt came to the front. "Hello shelter, I want to thank you for coming this evening. The next song is a special one I would like to dedicate to my girlfriend." Everyone yelled, wolf whistling was heard and even one single "What a Playboy!" made the crowd laugh.
"Ha-ha, so, Will? Would you come on stage with me?"
The crowd went apart so will could go to the stage, the people encouraged her. Some envies, others were happy for her. But Will just stood there, frozen. She felt nothing, no happiness, no excitement… No love. The feelings she had for matt were gone, forever like they were never there. The memories of it were there, but they felt empty and hollow. They didn't look real. The crowd went silent; people were asking what was going on, was it an act?
"Will?" Matt asked concerned. Will couldn't hold it anymore, the tears began to flow and she ran as hard as she could. "Burn!" Someone yelled, but most of the people felt sorry for Matt.
The girls were worried, they followed Will to the outside, but when they went through the doors she was gone. They feared Will had transformed and flew away.
"We have to find her!" Cornelia exclaimed. She was panicking more than any of the other girls. "Oh my god, I can't forgive myself if something happens to her. It's my entire fault!' she said. Irma stopped what she was doing; she heard her loud and clear. Something snapped inside of her. Before anyone saw what was happening she jumped at Cornelia. "What have you done? I knew you were hiding something and it has something to do with that kiss! Spill it!"
Taranee and Hay Lin tried to break up the girls, Irma was furious and Cornelia was on the verge of crying. Not from the pain, Irma wasn't trying to hurt her, but of guilt and shame. She fell on her knees, sobbing. "Please, bring me to will."
"Holy cow, what the hell is happening?" Uriah came running from the side of the building, he was pale white. "I don't know who or what you are, or what was happing but that crazy redhead just flew off! She flied! She had wings!" The girls stood dumbfounded, Uriah saw will transformed and flying. This was a disaster! But Cornelia didn't seem to care. "Where is she?"
"In the park, I followed her in a panic. She is at the big oak tree on the way to the small lake, crying like hell!" The girls didn't notice the worry in his voice. They all left without saying a word, except Taranee. "I need to speak you, and what I'm going to tell is you is a massive secret. No one may know!" Her eyes burned, and Uriah nodded half in fear.
The girls had split up to find will quicker; they had tried to call her to no avail. She didn't answer her cell. Irma had taking the route to the pond, but she wasn't there. Hay Lin looked on the east-side, where the fountain was, but no trail of the girl. Cornelia, seemed lost, she didn't know where to look. She lost hope and sat down on the grass. But then she felt it, and emotion. The earth was telling her where Will was, the emotion from the girl were transferred through the ground. She jumped up and followed the trail. "Lead me to will, please she begged.
The earth had taken her a road, there was a large tree. Cornelia felt the trail ended here, and it was right. Will sat against the tree stump, her knees against her body. She hugged herself, and Cornelia could hear her sobs. She was still crying. Cornelia walked to her, she was scared, but she had to tell Will. It could hurt her more, but she needed to know it. She sat in front of her on her knees, and took her hands. Will looked up, surprised that she was found.
"Cornelia, what are you –"She started.
"Shush Will, I need to tell you something –. I am so sorry!" Cornelia started to cry, Will didn't understand it. What did she have to do with it?
"I should've never kissed you will. I have a power I never told anyone about called charm. Every person I kiss will fall in love with me, madly in love. I didn't know it worked on girls too, but it does. And I'm so sorry; the power also makes you forget about all your previous loves, it removes the feelings you have ever had for anyone. It's my entire fault Will, My fault! And I'm so sorry Will, so sorry… I will not be surprised if you never forgive, but please understand, that from all of my heart, I'm truly sorry." Cornelia cried, louder than she had ever done. She had hurt Will more than anyone and now she would also lose her as a friend. She would be mad at her, furious and she wouldn't blame her at all. She deserved anything, to be slapped, ignored by all her friends.
But it seems she received an even harder punishment, Will hugged her. "I love you Cornelia and no one else, I don't care. I forgive you." The Charm was complete; Will's own emotions of love were is no hope more.