My Grandmother was a Witch

Chapter 3

I was 17 years old yesterday and my parents had thrown me a party which meant I couldn't get out of the house and spend it with my boyfriend. So I was out with him today.

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"OH-MY-GOD!" What the hell had I done? It had hurt, there was blood, and he hadn't used a condom. I MIGHT BE PREGNANT!

"It was great, baby. I've never had someone's cherry. It was so sweet," he told me as he lay there after climaxing inside me and had rolled over. Now his cock was limp but the damage was done. Then he started laughing.

"IT WAS DISGUSTING!" I yelled at him. My grandmother had died 3 months ago but she had told me to never, ever take the amulet off so I hadn't. All I had to do was say the words that I had memorized.

_/\_

I answered the phone like I'd done the first time. "No, I don't want to come see you. I don't ever want to see you ever again. Not for as long as I live. We're through. You ever talk to me again and I'll do a lot worse than yell at you." I hung up on him.

I needed a potion just in case. Only it needed to be warm when he drank it since I was pretty sure he wasn't going to take no for an answer. I rushed to my bedroom and began leafing through my book. "Obedience Potion." That would work but what else was there? Maybe I could turn him into a frog.

"Animal Transformation Potion." I started reading. The resulting animal was random so he might turn into a frog but was a frog an animal? Still he might turn into a groundhog or even a skunk. "I need cattrap, bluefeaf, and darknut." Thankfully I had an entire closet full of stuff.

Naturally after Mom had put a blanket on the shelf in my closet she wanted to know what I was doing. "Biology class. In case my pre-law classes in Stanford became too hard for me. I need a backup plan." Mom had even thought that was very adult of me. I was planning ahead in case it didn't work out.

I also had a way to keep the potion warm – hopefully for long enough – and not too long before he drank it. Hot pads meant for muscle soreness. The chemicals in the pad should keep the potion nice and warm.

Was I being mean? Was this dark magic? The asshole had taken my virginity and laughed at me. I might have been pregnant because of him. So no, this wasn't dark magic. It was revenge magic.

There was a potion I could use that would turn him into a girl. The idea that he could be raped and end up pregnant had entered my mind but this was better.

A random animal meant he could be anything after he drank it.

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Of course I ran across him at school. He was a senior and I was a junior. "Hi, baby." Needless to say he didn't listen to my response to meet him somewhere which I knew meant sex. I'd been stupid that time. I damn well wasn't stupid this time.

"Follow me." I took him outside and didn't see any other students or teachers. So I got out my potion for him to drink.

"What's this?" Naturally the asshole wasn't going to just drink it. But I was ready for him.

"It's supposed to be an aphrodisiac. It'll make your cock harder and bigger for later tonight. You do want me, don't you?" I played nice since I knew he wanted to pop my cherry all right. It was going to be hell and he sucked as a lover.

"You bet I do. Tonight, huh?" He took the potion and drank it down without even thinking about it.

"Tastes funny. You're sure this is going to work?" He was going to pound himself into her tight pussy as deep and hard as he could. He was going to make this stupid girl his.

"It should work any minute now." I stepped back and watched as he began to change. He just kept getting smaller and smaller. I had no idea what he was going to turn into but he kept getting smaller. Then his shirt made him vanish till he moved a little.

That was when I burst out laughing. He was a penguin! A yellow-eyed penguin. Someone would find him and put him in a zoo somewhere that he could spend the rest of his life in. Maybe he would find a female penguin to have sex with. It sure as hell wasn't going to be me.

I ran away and made it to another door. I went back inside, walked calmly and slowly till I found a trash can, and threw away my hot pad. It had served its purpose. I had others for the next time.

At least I wasn't pregnant and I still had my virginity. I wasn't going to lose it till I was good and ready. Till I found someone better than him. A lot better.

_/\_

Everything was fine again. I was flying my way to Stanford to start my pre-law classes. I had two big suitcases with me. One held clothes and the other held all I needed to make a potion. I even had a little one burner hot plate to make potions with as well as one pot. Everything was in these little zip lock bags to preserve them for when or if I needed them.

I didn't know what possessed me but I brought some of my items in bags with me for this trip.

I had met a guy and while yes, I was still a virgin, I was beginning to worry if I was being too particular with who I gave my virginity to. It was just I hadn't met anyone worthy yet. This guy might be. His name was Rogan O'Leary and he was fun. We had driven to Vegas from Stanford. We took turns driving so we didn't need a hotel room and saved money.

In Vegas we did some gambling. Lost, of course. We were also drunk, or at least I was pretty sure I was. Then he suggested a drive-through wedding chapel as we were riding in a taxi cab. He said it would be all fake and we wouldn't actually be getting married.

I agreed on the spot and kept laughing because I was feeling my liquor. I signed the paperwork and suddenly saw something. "HEY!" But the paperwork was gone so I didn't get to read it.

"Did we just get married for real?" I didn't want to be married. Not to him, not to anyone. I was a one and done kind of girl.

"Nah, not a chance, Kit Kat, It's all in good fun," he replied.

There was only one way to make sure. Just one way. I spoke the words and we were back at a slot machine and we both had drinks. I stopped drinking and stopped playing.

"I'm going back to the hotel. I'm done and need sleep," I told him. He complained that I wasn't being any fun but he came with me anyway.

"Hey, let's get married! It's just for fun. It won't be real but it'll be fun." He repeated just like last time. Only this time I'm not drunk.

"No, I'm going to the hotel and get some sleep," I told him firmly.

He kept trying. "Oh come on, it'll be fun. It won't be real. These little chapels are never real."

I knocked on the glass that separated us from the driver. "Pull over now, please. NOW, PLEASE!" He pulled over and I got out.

"Hey, Kit Kat, where you going?" He started to get out but I closed the door on him.

"DRIVE! I SAID DRIVE!" And just like that he and the taxi drove away. I walked toward one of the casinos on the strip and slowly made my way back to the hotel.

We still needed to drive back to the campus tomorrow. But I had something I had to do first. I needed a potion and the hard part was finding a way to make it.

"Obedience Potion." That should get me home without any additional trouble from him.

Now mixing it in Vegas turned out to be a lot easier than I had thought, even in our own hotel. Once I was done up the elevator I went and sure enough he was in our room.

"Kit Kat!" He sounded happy to see me.

"Here, drink. I got something just for you. It cost me a lot so drink."

"Money!" He took it. He still looked a little drunk and drank it down.

I waited a couple of minutes before I asked him questions. That was when I found out that, yes, he knew the wedding chapel was real. It was also when I found out that he was a thief and a liar. Not just once but several times over.

"YOU'RE AN ASSHOLE! A COMPLETE ASSHOLE!" I was furious with him. He had tried to get me married to him and he was stealing from me. He knew it and half of what he told me was a lie.

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I was in the backseat. "DRIVE BEFORE I FUCKING KILL YOU!" I yelled at him. It was his turn to drive and I was supposed to get some sleep but I didn't trust him. So when he stopped for gas I went inside and got lots and lots of hot coffee to keep me awake.

"DRIVE WHILE YOU STILL HAVE A DICK!" I didn't have knife to cut it off with but I was betting I could find one somewhere.

_/\_

I was poking him in the chest. "If you ever talk to me again I'll do a lot worse than break up with you. How would you like to be a real frog for the rest of your life? Maybe someone who likes frog legs for dinner will find you." I poked his chest really hard and stormed off.

"But Kit Kat?" He just didn't learn.

"Say that ever again and I'll cut it off and you can explain that to the next unlucky girl that talks to you." I walked away quickly and went to my dorm room.

"NO! Don't ask!" I yelled at my roommate.

My God, where would I be without my grams? I found myself in my bed and I was sniffling back tears. She was gone and I couldn't ask her questions. And oh, did I have questions. Questions I couldn't ask my mother. She wasn't a witch and I was.

I was all alone and it sucked! How this sucked!

_/\_

My mother had asked me to come home for Christmas and I was even flying home on Christmas Day. By staying as long as she was asking me to meant missing one day of classes but I figured I could risk that and make it up, so there I was, packing for a trip back to New York City.

I had a layover in Chicago and could only hope that it went well, that I wouldn't get trapped there because of a winter storm. Chicago during winter could be a real pain in the ass.

"See you later," I told my roommate. She was nice enough. She didn't bring her boyfriend into the room for sex, she didn't snore, and she was actually rather funny from time to time. The only weird thing was when she asked if I'd ever been with a girl before.

I said no, that I wasn't interested in that. She never brought it up again.

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The transfer in Chicago had gone flawlessly. No delay and the only real problem with flying Coach was the leg room. Now I liked my long legs. They were my best feature and when I got a chance I showed them off.

However, sitting in Coach with my long legs was not fun and I had to do that for hours to get from the West Coast to the East Coast.

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I was tired by the time I got off the plane. "HI, DAD!" He was waiting for me just as I exited the gate and hugged him. I hadn't thought I missed him till now. Suddenly it felt good to be home.

"How was your trip?" Jim asked her.

"Long and tight. Stupid seats are a pain. Literally. How's Mom? Do you know what's going on?" I didn't have to be home for Christmas Break.

"Not a word. Whatever it is she's keeping it tight to her chest. She's stubborn that way. She's taught you well," Jim said.

"I am not stubborn." I didn't see myself as stubborn.

Jim smirked. "And you just confirmed my statement."

"Take me home before I forget that I love you, Dad." He wasn't being funny, except he was laughing.

_/\_

I had my carry-on in hand and I didn't have a checked bag. I figured I wasn't going to need my potion-making stuff and since I had access to a washer and dryer I didn't need that many clothes. Just some casual stuff, one nice dress, and a pair of heels that I had left behind at home.

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"Hi, Mom!" She had been in the kitchen cooking.

"Katie, sweetie!" Kate hugged her mom and felt the loving hug back. It felt great to be home. Being away from the college and her dorm room just might be a really good thing.

"How are classes?" Jo asked her.

"Hard! I know you warned me but wow." Kate was barely staying in the A range for an overall score. She was afraid she had at least one B in one of her classes. Maybe she had taken too many classes. She was going to have to think about that next semester.

Jo sighed. "Welcome to pre-law."

"So is there a big reason why you wanted me home?" Kate asked her. "I see the tree with presents. You could have just shipped mine out to me. I wouldn't have minded."

"I have a plan but we'll get to that later. No real hurry." Jo was thinking there was no real hurry. She had it all planned out. Katie and Jim weren't going to like it but if she didn't give them a choice maybe they wouldn't be so angry.

_/\_

"Air plane tickets? …PARIS!?" Kate stared at her parents.

"You have a whole year to put them to use. They're not tickets with a set date, just tickets that you can use when you want. I know you went to Kiev and you loved it so maybe you would want to take some French and spend some time in Paris," Jo explained.

Jo couldn't begin to think that Katie wouldn't be able to use them. Assuming that the FBI got involved it shouldn't take them too long to convict him and Katie could take her Paris vacation as an apology for making her beloved daughter and her husband that she loved so much go through this.

"Thanks, MOM!" Kate was up and hugged her mother followed by her dad. "Paris!" Kate was actually interested in going. Make it to the top of the Eiffel Tower. Cruise the river Seine. Do all kinds of things. Maybe even see the Louvre. Or at least a piece of it since it was so damn big.

"You're welcome, sweetie. Maybe you'll even find yourself a French boyfriend," Jo teased her.

"I knew there had to be an ulterior motive. Are you sure you don't mean an Italian boyfriend?" Kate razzed her right back.

"Take a train to Rome. And if you decide not to come back home I'll understand." Jo wasn't done teasing her.

"I won't!" Jim chimed in. How was he going to figure out if this young man was good enough for his daughter if she didn't bring him home with her? Especially given that more than one of her previous boyfriends wasn't even worth a tinker's damn.

_/\_

"Mom did say we were supposed to wait, right?" Kate asked her dad as they sat at their table waiting for her mother to show up; she was late.

Jim shrugged. "That's what she said. But she's been really…different lately. She's up to something. If Christmas and even New Years wasn't over I would swear she was planning something. But like you she's too damn stubborn and tight-lipped so she isn't talking."

"Stubborn and tight-lipped, huh?" Kate glared at him and actually watched him shrink away from her. She was temporarily satisfied with that. "Call her again."

Jim took out his cell phone, even if he was an old fashioned kind of guy and wanted to use a land line, and called his wife's number. He hung up quickly. "Straight to voice mail."

Kate was getting worried. This wasn't like her mom. And their waitress kept coming by to ask if they were ready to order something. Jim finally chose an appetizer while they waited for his wife to show up.

In the end they finally left the restaurant after only eating that appetizer and headed for home.

"Dad, there's a cop car in the driveway." Kate was ready to panic now. She'd only been worried before. She was ready for something far worse now.

_/\_

"DEAD!? How can she be dead? We just talked to her!" Kate yelled at that out of uniform asshole who didn't have any answers. He didn't know who had killed her, didn't even know how she was killed. Something about not knowing till after an autopsy was performed.

"Just what kind of a cop are you?" Kate hated this guy with a passion. "WHEN!? How long ago was this?" Kate had an out if it hadn't been over an hour. She'd just go back in time and stop her.

"She was found almost three hours ago. I don't yet have an exact time of death," he told her.

TOO LATE! Far too late. Kate really wasn't sure what to do. So she fainted. It was too much. It was all just too much.