Just When You Thought The World Was Coming To An End, A Miracle Happens.
Chapter 2
When Constance returned to the girl's room some hours later, there wasn't a sound to be heard. Wondering whether she had cried herself to sleep, Constance cautiously opened the door, to find Abigail writing in what looked like a diary. Upon hearing the creak of her door, Abigail looked up.
"It's time for dinner, that's if you're hungry of course."
Abigail nodded uncertainly and got up from the desk. As she followed, Constance noticed that Abigail had changed her clothes since arriving. She was now wearing a white and black tartan skirt, a white blouse, a black jumper (even though it was the beginning of the summer holidays, as usual, it was quite cold at Cackles), white tights and black painted shoes. Her hair was pulled back at the sides with black clips. The only thing that seemed out of place was the complete look of sorrow on her face. Constance realised that she had been staring at the girl and quickly looked away. Her robes swished along the floor (despite wearing her skin tight dresses during the school term, as it was safer in the potions lab, Constance donned her robes during the holidays, which were far less restricting). As she opened the door to the staff room, where Miss Cackle was currently waiting for them, she noticed that Abigail hesitated for a moment before entering.
"Oh, Abigail." Amelia moved from her place at the table and swept Abigail up in a hug, before inviting her to sit down.
"How are you?"
"I'm fine." The answer was barely more than a whisper, but had caused both Constance and Amelia to raise their eyebrows at each other; it was quite obvious that everything was not fine. Mealtimes were a quiet affair during the holidays, with usually only the two teachers' present, but neither seemed to notice that Abigail had barely touched her food. They were discussing the outcome of Amelia's meeting in London and it was only when Abigail left her place with a quiet "Excuse me" and shut the door behind her, that the two women noticed that the girl hadn't eaten anything. Constance was just about to go after her, when Amelia stopped her.
"Perhaps she just wants to be alone."
"Perhaps," Constance replied, although she wasn't entirely sure this was the case.
For the second time that day, Abigail threw herself on her bed and cried. It just wasn't fair. After some while, despite it only being seven o'clock, Abigail cried herself to sleep.
millie-mione: hehe...thanks for your review...I've got somany more chapters to post, but I wanted to see if anyone would actually read this one...a couple of people on one of the Worst Witch forums read them too, and said it wasn't the worst they had read (thanks guys!), so I guess I'll post a few more chapters...I had a bit of writers block though, so it's not finished...and I'm very busy updating 'To Find the Love I Need'.