Sofi just gaped at him, stood up like a zombie and walked straight to the bathroom, walked inside and closed the door. She flicked the lock closed and slid down the door, and rested her head on her knees. This is my life she thought. She couldn't fathom everything Magnus just told her, sure she'd asked to know, but she never expected that. Especially of her mother, why did she never tell her, it's not something you should keep from a child. Tears began forming in her eyes, as large droplets fell onto her jeans, smearing into the mud from the cemetery- the cemetery- she felt really bad for shouting at Magnus, he'd taken her in, under his wing and she lost her patience. She was really a warlock, she could wield magic, but she also had to bare no longer being an outcast. She was so use to feeling that way, for so long. Now she'd suddenly become alluring, as Magnus called it. Sofi knew she could never pull of beautiful- but Magnus had said she was- surely, that was just to be kind after the rough day of going through an intervention on my hidden life. She sighed, then a thought crossed her mind. Magic.
The bathroom was spacious, with room to swing a cat around in, as the saying would go. She climbed to her feet, pulling herself up using the sink. Looking down at her hands, she turned them over and over, examining them. Surely this can't be so hard. She held her hands out in front of her, palms facing away at the opposite wall and clenched her eyes shut hard. Feeling around for the magic in every single corner of her body, willing it to collide together and exit through her hands. She willed it as hard as possible, as a layer of sweat began to cover her head, causing strands of hair to stick to her face. Just as she was about to give up, a sudden power surge, like a power out shot up to her palms. She opened her eyes just in time to see a white charge of light exit her hands, throwing her backwards with force. The door was knocked from its hinges, along with her impact and travelled across the hallway into the wall. All she saw was the bathroom smoking purple embers against the tiles and floorboards, reaching up she felt something warm running down the side of her face and neck. Blood. Oh no! She thought. Then all went black.
Magnus knew better than to run after a girl who looked as annoyed as Sofi did. He knew the news would take time to settle in, but he didn't expect her to up and run to the bathroom for solace. He ran his palms down his face and sighed. Finding out you're part demon, not something you hear everyday, but she looked positively distraught. He got up and made his way to the kitchen. This room was barely every used, due to the snapping and clapping of magic entering and exiting the house. There was no need to buy groceries and essentials, when you could just 'zap' them in. He knew that had to change, it'd look terrible if he was flaunting his magic around, when she had no idea how to control her own yet. He snapped his fingers and a Starbucks coffee appeared on the counter in-front of him. The steam cleared his head, helping him relax. Just let her take as long as she nee- BOOM!
The sound was ridiculously loud, like an atom bomb had just exploded in his bathroom. Sofi! He whipped his head round, pushing himself down off the chair and ran into the lounge and rounded the corner into the corridor. The purple hue and smoke stopped him dead in his tracks that was billowing from the gaping bathroom door. The door on the other hand was on the far wall all splintered and broken in half, with Sofi laid atop it. Crap! He ran down the corridor and crouched down beside her body. The left hand side of her face was covered in blood, that ran in rivulets down her cheek, to her neck and onto her sweater. He glanced up between Sofi and the smoking bathroom. There was only one explanation, she'd been trying to use her magic.
Sofi's head was spinning like the waltzers at a county fair, back and forth, round and round. Her mind and vision was groggy and clouded as she tried to open her eyes, running her hands across her head. She winced at the jolt of pain that ran down her neck. Trying to remember what happened; flashes of white in the bathroom, the door blown of its hinges, the blood and the magic. She shot up to a sitting position quickly, not even thinking of her surroundings. A warm hand rested on her shoulder, she looked over to see Magnus sat on the edge of the bed with a concerned look etched across his face. Whoa, wait! Bed? She thought. Looking around the room, she was definitely in a very different style of bedroom; the bed was a canopy made of wood and the sheets were purple silk. Swanky. The carpet was yellow, like the walls in the rest of the house, but there was a love seat hanging in the corner and random book shelves lining the walls. There was also what looked like a walk-in wardrobe on the far wall.
"Take it easy, you took quite a blow to the head Sofi." he consoled. She felt better seeing a known face, rather than waking up in a hospital with strangers prodding and poking at her. Then she remembered why she was here, she'd tried using magic in Magnus's bathroom, then blew the place up. Oh no. Her lip began to tremble and she pressed the heels of her hands into her eyes to stop the tears from falling.
"Magnus I am so sorry. I just wanted to try, I didn't expect to blow up you're bathroom or anything. I understand if you want to kick me out now." she sniffed and felt hands on her elbows, pulling her hands from her eyes. Which were all red and wet from crying.
"Sofi.. Please don't cry. I'm not angry because you blew up my bathroom, that can easily be fixed. I'm furious because you put yourself in harms way, you could have been killed. I've thought the worst for days Sofi! If you wanted to-" she snapped her head at him.
"What?! What do you mean days? How long have I been like this?" her lip trembled as she spoke and her clasped her hands in his own. It was a funny sight, like watching a giant catch a mouse in his hands.
"You've been out for about 5 days now, we didn't think you were going to pull through. That was some powerful magic you pulled in the bathroom." Looking down at the sheets, she mumbled an apology again.
"If you want to learn to perform and use your magic, all you had to do was ask, I will teach you, yes?" She nodded and he sighed. "Come here." Magnus pulled her towards him and held her tight to his chest.
"No more scares like that, no more magic unless supervised, yes? Or am I going to have to keep you on a leash?" He chuckled and she laughed.
"No leash, I'll be good. I promise and thank you for looking after me." He smiled and rested his chin on her head. They sat like that for a long time and for once, she felt safe.