Chapter Six
"Are you ready Miss Potter?"Jesse asked holding his hand out.
To be honest, she was not sure. She made sure that they went over everything he should say. She also made sure that he knew how to react to any insults they may give Jesse.
He also cleaned up rather nicely, if she said so herself. He slicked it up in the latest style; his clothes were a long white shirt with ruffles, and black shoes.
She also had to dress appropriate for her Mother and Father. She put her hair up in a curled bun (as her Mother wanted her to wear forever) with a red ribbon, and was wearing a red and brown plaid dress with red shoes.
"I guess..."Erika, said unsure.
"Do not worry Erika, it will be fine."Jesse reassured her.
When they finally got there, Mother, Father, and Sarah (who was staying for dinner) was shocked.
"Hello Erika," Mother whispered "What is he doing here?"
"I invited him over; after all, you guys have not met yet."Erika whispered back to her.
"Frank, let's invite our guest in."Mother said oddly welcoming.
The house was styled in a very dark manner. The walls were was colored black with roman types of sharp swords on the walls, and there were dead animals on the wall.
"This is…nice, Ms. Potter."Jesse said staring around the house uneasily.
"Why thank you Mr. Black."Mother said, "It was for a certain guest we were waiting for."
Erika eyes widened. The house was creepy no doubt about that, but she could not mean for Jesse, could she?
It had to be a coincidence.
While Mother was talking to Jesse, Sarah went up to her confused.
"Who is that? You have not mentioned any new friends."Sarah questioned with raised eyebrows.
"Jesse."Was all she said.
Sarah sighed, that only confused her further.
"And here is where we will be eating."Father told them all, showing them the room.
The dining room was even creepier then the main room. All kinds of fur that still has blood on it was lying on the chair to sit on, and something's eyeballs close to the food.
"Mother, Father, this is Reverend Black, who I am courting."Erika told them casually, ignoring Sarah's taken back look.
"I knew it. You have been disobeying us to be with him!"Mother suddenly bellowed shocking them all with the shout.
"Mrs. Potter, I assure you I am good man for your daughter."Jesse said trying to be polite.
Then surprisingly Sarah spoke up."Prove it then, Reverend. "
Father nodded, obviously agreeing."Yes, prove your worth my daughter. She deserves to be treated like a Queen."
"You are not giving that boy a chance are you! He is a bad man."Mother yelled, giving them a hard look.
"Let him talk Annabelle."Father commanded her, giving her the same look.
Jesse gave a deep breath and began.
"Mrs. Potter, Mr. Black, I did mean it when I said I am a good man for Erika. I will treat her right, perhaps even better then a Queen, but a goddess. Please, let me court her."
Father sighed."It is up to you, Annabelle."
Mother glowered at Jesse."No. Get out of this house. You will not go three feet close to Erika."
Erika couldn't take it anymore.
"No Mother, I will see him, you cannot stop me."
"You go, you are no longer a Potter."Mother threatened.
"Don't you think you are taking this too far Mrs. Potter?"Sarah asked a little nervous.
"Do not get into this Sarah."She ordered her with a pleading look before turning back to her mother."Fine then. I hope you are happy. All my life I tried to make you happy, but I guess you do not care about me. Goodbye."
Erika ran out, letting her tears run freely.
"Its okay, it's okay."Jesse said trying to comfort her, but failing.
Sarah came out about a few minutes later, coming to Erika.
"Please make up with your mother. Reverend is not worth your family."
Erika shook her head."No. Jesse's worth it, just like my family. But they made their choice, and I made mine."
Sarah smiled sadly waving to her. She knew she could not change Erika's mind. Erika was stubborn as a mule.
After Sarah left, Erika asked."Can I stay with you for awhile?"
Jesse smiled."Of course."
Furthermore, they walked to the Black Manor.
Matthew Morgan was unbelievably frustrated.
Do you know how it feels when you know something, but can't remember what that was? And for the next days have something so weird happen and no matter what book you read, nothing explains it?
That was how he felt since that day, and hated that.
He told Helena about the..Thing he saw, and she had the oddest theory.
That he, Matthew Morgan, was psychic. No matter how much he denied it he couldn't help but think she could be right.
Was it his destiny, or was it some family trait handed down from generations?
Or was he just insane?
Matthew couldn't take it anymore; he needed some advice. So he had gone to Father.
"What is it that you need son? Some advice on women? Trust me, you are not the only one who thinks that they are very difficult creatures ."Father rambled on.
He blushed. "No, that's the last thing on my mind, actually. I was wondering if you ever seen things that weren't there?"
Father raised an eyebrow."No, but this sounds very familiar. Like from your Grandfather's stories. "
Father went deep in thought. "If you are really curious, go see Lady Piper, an old friend of mine. She is a little loony though, but I think she can answer a few of your questions."
Matthew nodded.
"Where does she live?"Matthew questioned.
Loony or not, she might know something and he was not taking the risk of not knowing.
It was windy and humid, as if it was about to rain.
It was an Indian styled shop where windows were about to break, which only scared the woman.
"It must be time, "She muttered to herself.
The old women could have taken anything with her, but oddly, she took a necklace.
It was an oval shape with a dark black color covering most of it; you could see a bright sun colliding with the moon.
As she was about to get out, somebody came in, whom she could not tell.
"Where's the necklace Piper? We had a deal."
"Who are you? Get out of my shop!"She shouted frightened.
"Give me the necklace Piper, and no gets hurt. You do not want your family hurt do you?"
Piper clenched her fists."You do not bring my family in to this you horrible demon!"
The unknown figure smiled."I guess I will have to force you then."
As much as she tried, she could not protect the necklace.
Suddenly she felt horrible pain, the kind when you are on your deathbed.
Then she felt something was missing.
It was gone, oh no.
"I warned you."
And the coughing started, getting more horrible each time.