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"Aaron, what are you doing here?"
"Surprise, surprise." Her same eyes were looking back at her, mocking her. Aaron Blake-Roux wasn't just her older brother, he was her rival and yet his opinion was the most important to her. He was taller, well-built as always and had a mysterious aura around him. His jet black hair fell on his eyes, while he stood there with his arms crossed over his chest, with a lazy grin on his face.
But with Aaron you never knew.
As a child he had always tricked her in every way possible, Aaron loved to mess with other people's mental health, he had the methods and ways to pull it off. While a million thoughts were going through her mind, Aaron stood there impassive; she hated the way he could always control his emotions making it impossible for her to read him.
"What are you doing here?" She growled this time.
"Calm down, little sis. I'm here to clean up after your mess." Erin opened her mouth to protest but Aaron interrupted her. "What you have here is an utter and complete mess, I didn't step in at first because let's be honest I have better things to do."
"Mind your own business!"
"Erin, calm down." Caleb said trying to make her lie back down.
"I don't need you bossing me around! I have enough with mom!"
"It doesn't seem that way, Erin. Are you aware of the damage you could cause with your games? I thought you were a little more mature, but I guess not. And since when aren't you two dating?" Aaron turned to Andrea and Pogue.
"Two years." Andrea said in a 'duh' voice. Aaron raised an eyebrow at Erin.
"Erin Charlotte Blake-Roux, there is something called fate and you are supposed to follow it, not challenge it! You wasted two years of precious time, so precious, while most of us were preparing for what was to come."
"Yeah right! You were drinking and partying your life away and messing with every stick with a skirt that crossed your path."
"My private life is none of your business, little sis."
"You are only three years older than me, Aaron!"
"Stop fighting!" Andrea shouted, fed up with their arguing. Rolling her eyes she continued. "Aaron, tell them what you told me."
"What did he told you?" Pogue asked glaring at him, he had never liked Aaron. Pogue would never admit it but he was jealous of him, he hated the way he would pop out of nowhere and suddenly became the leader or the center of attention. But what he couldn't stand the most about him was that Andrea trusted him and looked up to him
Aaron Blake always made him feel like he wasn't worthy of being with Andrea, but he didn't care now they weren't even dating. So if he didn't care, why did he still feel a pull in his heart with her every smile and a simple look from her blue eyes?
"Well we all know you have a curse upon on you, the aging thing. Personally I couldn't care less but I do care for my little sisters here."
"Aaron, watch your mouth." Andrea said, he simply shrugged his shoulders and placed a kiss on her forehead, making Pogue curl his hands into fists.
"As I was saying, the curse thing, there is a way to stop it."
"There is?" Four pairs of eyes fell amazed on Aaron, it was like saying to a patient with terminal cancer there was a cure; they weren't going to die from aging.
"Yes, its ancient magic the girls are able to do it. But there is a catch. It's a very powerful spell; the only way of performing it without dying or other consequences is that there is a strong bond between the two."
"What kind of bond?" Tyler said. Zoe seemed afraid of the answer but a smile came from Aaron and all her worries washed away.
"Anything brother and sister, mother and daughter, husband and wife, but it has to be really strong and the person that will perform the spell cannot be forced to do it, it won't work. So it's not up to you it's up to them. And considering there's four of you it's going to be rather hard."
None of the sons spoke, neither the girls. Zoe placed her hand on Tyler's catching his attention giving him a nod with a weak smile. Tyler interlaced their fingers smiling his eyes full of emotion.
"As much as I would like to see Reid die as a poor and pathetic old man, it wouldn't be as much fun as being the actual cause of his death, so I'm in." Naomi spoke a smirk on her face.
"Geez thanks Naomi. I couldn't be more thrilled." Reid said rolling his eyes, but everyone knew he was psyched about it by the way he was playing with his hands and the way his mouth twitched with the smirk he was trying to hide.
"When can we do it?" Erin spoke softly but surely.
"Not so fast we have to wait until October 31th."
"That's in two weeks and…"
"My birthday." Zoe swallowed. As ironic as it sounds Zoe who is scared of her own shadow, was born on the day witch crafting was at its highest, and also the day their powers were out of control.
"Can't we reschedule?" Naomi tried to joke but the fear was in her voice. October 31st was a very bad day, especially if they were together, chaos was to be expected. In that date their powers took control and they would only follow their instincts, destructive instincts.
Their powers would reach their full potential and they were practically unstoppable. And being Zoe's 18th birthday, the age a witch finally ends the transition of developing powers and learning how to control them; it wasn't going to be pretty at all.
"It's the only way we can assure there won't be risks, your powers are at its fullest, there won't be side effects as long as…"
"As long as what, Aaron?" Erin pushed. "Say it."
"As long as your instincts don't take over. You need to have complete control at all times."
"What happens if they do take over?" Andrea expressed what was going through everyone else's mind.
"You wouldn't perform the spell, you could kill the guys or worst kill each other."
"Erin, don't do this." Caleb told her. "I can't lose you either."
"If we do this you…"
"No, I can live with this but I can't live without you."
Pogue was about to hit Caleb in the head and leave him unconscious if he didn't shut up. He was getting a headache from all the 'love up act' his friend had on. He was sick of Kate, sick of his own life and when he was about to get free from the stupid curse there was a catch.
He needed to punch someone in the face badly.
"Hey Pogue, where are you going?" Naomi said when he stood up.
"Out of here."
Where was Aaron Abbot when you needed him?
"What's wrong with him?" Zoe asked. "He was fine two seconds ago."
"Someone go after him, before he does something stupid. I need some scotch." Aaron said.
"I'll go." Andrea said.
Andrea found Pogue sitting on the stairs of the porch holding his head between his knees. She was worried about him, he wasn't like this, he wouldn't run out of a room like that.
"Hey, you ok?"
"Just leave me alone, Andie." She felt butterflies in her stomach, no one called her Andie just Pogue; to everyone else she was Ade or simply Andrea. But with Pogue she was Andie. And he hadn't called her that in a while, she had come to think he had forgotten about it.
"You know I won't."
"Yeah you are annoying like that." He laughed as she sat next to him.
"I know is a lot to process, but knowing you, you should be jumping around like a mad man." Pogue laughed, bitterly this time.
"I thought the same thing, you know? But I feel angry and alone, instead. I'm so pathetic."
"You are not pathetic Pogue." She said softly, squeezing his shoulder.
"No I'm just a coward."
"Ok, not following you there. I thought Zoe was the coward here."
"I'm another type of coward." He looked so deep into her eyes, she felt herself melt. "I'm the idiot who had the most amazing girl in the world and let her go without fighting."
Andrea felt herself blush and she couldn't control it. Pogue's eyes shifted to her lips, she was dead. She wouldn't stop him, which was bad but what could she do?
His lips descended softly on hers, and the sensation was too overbearing to give it a name. It was too wonderful to be true. Her fingers found the silkiness that was Pogue's hair and the softness of his cheeks. His fingers were leaving marks all over her skin and his lips were dragging her to an abyss, and she knew she had to stop.
"We shouldn't be doing this." Andrea broke it off.
"Why?"
"Because you are with Kate and even if I truly hate her, this is not right."
"Screw Kate." His lips caught hers once more and this time she didn't find the strength to pull away.
"So what does it means?"
"Anything." Aaron and Erin had locked themselves in the mansion's studio and after telling him everything she saw, the only thing she wanted were answers. If Aaron thought he was cool by playing mysterious guy here, he wasn't; he was being plain annoying.
"Could you be clearer?"
"It could be a premonition of the future or Chase's magic overpowered you in your unconsciousness, or simply your own mind showing you what you really want and your bigger fears." Aaron said, sipping his scotch quietly.
"If you are right and Caleb and I are destined to…"
"Erin, I am right." He interrupted her. "Your future and Caleb's are linked in more ways than you could never understand until it happens. You girls and the sons have a great and hard future in front of you. You are a piece of the game, key piece yes, but not the most important"
"You sound like a fortune teller, Aaron."
"You'll get it when the time is right. Be thankful that your future is so clear and not dark like others." He drank his scotch down until he had consumed the very last drop. "Now, let's get down to business."
"What now?"
"The Veronica girl is not our only problem but she is the one causing mayhem at the moment, we need to put an end to this and now. We have more important things to worry about."
"How? I don't know when she is going to show up or where. She could be hiding under our noses and I wouldn't know. She has me where she wants."
"Because you became the mouse and she is the cat. We need to switch places." Aaron looked thoughtfully at the chess set their maternal grandfather had left behind in the house so many years ago; the shiny pieces were lined up waiting to be used. "And I know the perfect way."
"Do you think it's safe?"
Reid looked up at Tyler, he seemed unfocused and lost. "What's safe Baby boy?"
"The girls doing this for us, I would rather live with the aging than letting Zoe do this for me."
"That wouldn't stop her." Reid laughed, the little girl could be a coward sometimes but when she it came to the people she loved; fear could never get in her way.
"I don't want her to do this if it means risking her own life."
"Tyler get a grip. Even if you locked her up, she would still do it. She knows she is saving your life and I think that's her major reason to do it besides the obvious one: you are so loved up its sick." He could never finish a sentence without being sarcastic, it was the sad true.
"I'm scared, it's a lot to process, and I'm used to not using so I could keep going this way…"
"You want this curse to be over as much as any of us, Tyler, even Caleb with his 'I can't lose you' crap can't lie about not wanting this thing to go away." Tyler sighed and looked at the ceiling in thought. "Let's go to Nicky's call Zoe and Naomi; we need to relax."
"Is this your best excuse to get wasted?"
"I don't need excuses, I'm Reid Garwin."
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