Queen of Ipswich
The Sequel of Daughter of Ipswich
The Glass Slipper
Co-Writer: cthrnwrites
Previously:
"Celeste, you just need to get ready for spending a few days with me. I'll be at your house in forty-five minutes or so. Okay?" Caleb spoke again in a guarded tone. "Please, Celeste, just do what I say just this once."
I carefully shut the door, as he was speaking, and put the key in the ignition. I then sighed in defeat," Fine. Forty-five minutes!" I hung up the phone, threw it down onto the passage seat, alongside my purse. I then drove like a bat out of hell.
I needed to get to my house, get into a shower, pack, and hide all of the evidence of tonight somehow, all before Caleb came to pick me up.
God, I felt like Cinderella, as soon as I lost that damn shoe I was back to being little old Celeste. And when I had that shoe on, I felt like Wonder Woman I could do anything to anyone.
No matter what!
Homicidal Tendencies
"Celeste! Celeste!"
"What?" I pouted, as I kept walking around my bedroom, gathering things to put in one of my duffle bags. "I'm back here, Caleb!"
Caleb came rushing in; still dressed in his outfit he wore at the dinner. He was covered in mud, water, and a thin layer of sweat.
"Caleb?" I gawked, still trying to keep up an act I had been working on the past forty-five minutes. I brushed back a few wet locks from my face, and questioned," What's wrong? What happened to you?" I paused momentarily," Where is Pogue? And my parents?"
He ran right up towards me, and wrapped me up in his strong, dirty, arms, and breathed, in desperation," Celeste, my god…"
"Caleb?" I peeped, genuinely feeling disgusted with the grimy sweat and dirt smearing over my clean body and clothes.
He kissed the top of my head, and breathed," Celeste, you don't understand how great it is to know for once that damn period of yours was useful for once."
"Caleb?" I grunted, finding his choice of words just plain odd. I pulled out of his arms, and sent him a confused stare.
Caleb sighed loudly, placing both of his hands upon his hips. "Celeste, let's put it this way…" he glanced down at his feet in thought "because you left early, because of your period, you missed…"
"I missed what?" I barked now, trying to stay as true as to my personality as possible.
"YoumissedChaseCollins." "You missed Chase Collins."
I paused in a moment, trying to understand his jumbled and mumbled words. Then I let my jaw drop, letting it sink in. I looked down at my own feet, and kept looking down as if all of this was too damn "outta this world" for me to understand.
Caleb walked over to my bed, and spoke, in an urgent tone," Is this all your packing?"
I ignored him, and re-questioned," Chase Collins?"
But he took his turn to ignore me now, and began putting a few shirts and jeans into my duffle bag.
"Caleb," I began using a scolding maternal tone," did you just say Chase Collins was found, alive?"
"Unconscious."
"Still, you found him!" I felt a scream, building up in my throat, just for dramatic effect. "Unconscious!"
Caleb sighed, zipping up my duffle bag and slinging it upon his shoulder," More like we found him having a fight with someone." He picked up my other duffle bag that held bathroom personals, mostly they were staged. I really didn't need a tampon or anything like that right now, but I had to keep up an act.
"Fighting who?" I questioned more severely.
He looked me right in the eyes and shrugged his shoulders," No one knows. It looked like a woman though, we found a heel in the mud, but we lost track of her rather quickly."
"A woman?" I narrowed my eyes at him. "No way, there aren't any other women with powers out there! The Witch Trails exterminated all of them."
"All of them, but you." Caleb gently reminded me, before he carefully took my shoulder in his hand," I don't know what this person was after, but it looked like they were trying to kill Chase. They damn near did."
I jerked my shoulder out of Caleb's grasp, and snapped," This person was doing the world a favor, Caleb. You shouldn't have scared them off."
Caleb eyed me up oddly for a moment.
Maybe I was being too over dramatic. Maybe Caleb was noticing something was odd about me. Maybe…just maybe he had his suspicions that the woman who attacked Chase was really me.
But Caleb sighed in defeat, before he lowered his face to my level," I need to take you back to my place, and keep you safe. Everyone else if over there, we are trying to keep track of one another and keep each other safe."
Caleb reached out and touched my cheek," Celeste, my mom was lying there unconscious in the field not too far away from Chase. I don't know who brought her there, but the person who was fighting Chase is very powerful." He then honestly admitted," I think this individual may have multiply persons' powers, and may be a real danger to our lives here. Especially you."
"Why me?" I questioned quietly, trying to understand where Caleb's mind was going, and if the others were thinking the same way.
Caleb's thumb stroked my cheek, as he answered," Celeste, this person could possibly know a way to harvest your power in such a manner that they may not age as well."
"You really think so?" I whispered, letting my voice just barely skim a tone of fear.
Caleb nodded, looking gravely serious.
I sighed, picking up my tote from the bed," Still…I think you guys should have let this person kill Chase, if he found some way to still exist." I reached over into my nightstand, and picked up my Book of Ipswich, cradling it against my chest.
Caleb rolled his eyes," Celeste, you need to stop thinking about killing people, between Chase and Aaron I'm beginning to think you're gonna kill me in my sleep if I breathe on you the wrong way."
"Maybe you should sleep with one eye open," I sent him a flat stare, disliking the way he teased me and thought my homicidal rages were just hormonal or something like that.
I then stomped out of my bedroom, and towards Caleb's car. Caleb followed behind me, obviously detecting my lack of amusement with him.
But really my mind was far away from that moment, I just kept thinking about how I was going to hide my powers from the parents and how to keep distance with Chase so he didn't tell anyone I was the person he fought.
I was in real deep shit now.