Sighing in disgust Will slammed the brush down on her dresser after she had sneaked to the bathroom and showered and back to her room to get dressed for school. She wasn't sure why she was bothering with school but she didn't want to stay here with Missus Vandom. She couldn't call the woman mother anymore as that would be admitting to actually having one which she didn't and the sooner she got used to the fact the better. There was already too much pain between them already and the sooner both of them got used to their new roles the better.

What new roles Will wasn't sure yet though she knew as much as she wanted to blame the woman somewhere else in the apartment she couldn't. It was Will's own fault for being the pathetic girl she was always screwing up and causing others grief. From her father to her friends at Fadden Hills to now Cornelia and Susan and surely very soon to the other girls. Will was the reason they left her and hurt her and she refused to let it happen anymore. She had to distance herself from the other guardians except for business which would soon be over for her soon as well.

After all, how long could the Oracle leave the Heart of Candracar in her, a screw ups incapable hands? The longer she held the Heart the more risk everyone was in as she always had a feeling she wouldn't be able to step up as a leader or guardian but she had hoped that just maybe for once she could succeed but she was already failing. She had single handedly caused the entire situation with Elyon by insisting on keeping the princess in the dark about everything. Some plan, Elyon now knew and sided with Phobos thinking Will and the others were the ones in the wrong and while the girl may have been right about Will she wasn't about the others.

Cornelia had every right to be upset as she was and Will was beginning to understand why the blonde hated her so much. True the redhead couldn't really pinpoint the reason she knew it was there. How could so many different people be wrong after all? If it was one or two maybe Will could have argued it but it wasn't just a few it was her entire world, her entire family.

"What am I thinking?" Will asked herself angrily as tears started forming in the already sore, red puffy eyes. She wasn't sure if the soreness was caused from crying so much or the fact she woke up looking like a raccoon this morning after Anna had specifically warned her about sleeping with the make up on. "I don't have a family…I never even deserved one."

Will wiped at her eyes sadly before gathering her courage and taking a deep breath before throwing her bedroom door open. She marched with as much strength and dignity she could as she didn't want to show any weakness in front of the woman she found cooking breakfast in the kitchen.

"Will, I cooked your favorite breakfast." Susan said, an exhausted look on her face as she turned toward the redhead. It was easy to se that the older woman had ben crying most of the night as well but Will refused to acknowledge it as it would mean breaking down again. She had to be strong as it was best for both of them, to keep Susan from feeling to guilty over something that wasn't the woman's fault as well as to keep Will from going through any more pain by giving into the temptations of living the lie that the woman had some kind of misplaced feelings of love for a worthless daughter.

"I'm sorry Missus Vandom, I'm leaving for school a little early so I make it on time." Will said coldly, summoning all her strength to keep from crying. She wouldn't give in to it no matter how much she wanted to. There wasn't any point in crying over something that was never there anyways, over something she never had. The woman standing before the redhead gave birth to her, that was it. It was a mistake that should have never happened and since it did it led to lie after lie causing both of them nothing but grief and pain.

"Will, please talk to me." Susan said, tears falling freely as she wasn't afraid to cry. Will knew the reason behind the tears though, they were over guilt not the misguided love Will wanted so much but knew she didn't deserve. "I'm sorry, I know I screwed up but I'm sorry."

"Don't be sorry, I'm not worth it." Will said hurrying out the door, running around the corner the opposite way of the elevator where Susan would have went looking if the woman followed which Will doubted. Will ran down the emergency stair well heading to the bottom with tears trailing behind her.

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Susan had ran after her daughter but the redhead was already gone by the time she made it to the elevator. She didn't care who was standing there as she hugged herself tightly sinking to the floor sobbing hysterically over what she had caused inadvertently. She loved her daughter but she didn't know how to relate to the girl. She had tried so hard but only ended up into fights with her and Susan grounding her over them. Susan had done the only thing she could have by going to the only person she knew her own age for advice which had then led them to getting closer. She realized too late that instead of going to Dean for that advice and comfort she should have been going to Will and talking to her, comforting the redhead and in turn herself.

She didn't though, she had screwed up royally and she knew it. The worst part was that a part of her knew she could never make it up to Will either, she had lost her baby girl and the only one she could blame was herself.

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The walk to school seemed like it took forever but in fact only took a few minutes as Will walked by a multitude of students ignoring all of them even though some had called out greetings to her. She wasn't interested in those fake greetings and false smiles though as she knew that none of them cared about her. To be frank with herself, not a damned one of them gave a rat's ass about her. No one did and the sooner she accepted it the better. She knew she kept telling her that but she had to, she kept wanting to believe that some of them did care.

Walking onto the campus she spotted the girls all huddled under their tree…No, under their tree minus Will's as the redhead never belonged with them. They only ever accepted her because of the Heart.

"Why did you invite new girl?"

Will still remembered that as if it just happened moments ago, the first words Will had heard the blonde say though the redhead knew they were not meant to be overheard. Cornelia had never wanted to be her friend, she always found faults with Will and though the redhead often disputed them deep down she knew they were all true.

"Will, over here!" Irma had called waving her arms in the air in a silly manner which would have normally gotten a small smile from the redhead. There wasn't any reason to smile though, not when you realized that in reality no one cared about you and no one would even miss you if you were dead. And the sad part was that they would probably be happy if she was dead, a lot better off without her around to complicate things.

Deciding it would be better to just ignore them Will continued up the path to the front entrance only to be stopped by a hand on her shoulder. Spinning around Will found the worried looks of four girls, the blonde's hand on her shoulder.

"Will, about yesterday…" Cornelia started as Will pushed her hand away.

"Stop, you were right." Will sighed, tears trying to build as she valiantly fought them back even if it was growing more and more difficult to do so. Whoever said the more you acted the easier it became was full of it. "You were right all along, Corny. Who would want to hang out with a worthless screw up like me?"

"Will!" Cornelia gasped in shock.

"You aren't worthless!" Hay Lin cried out.

"You aren't a screw up!" Irma added at the same time.

"Will, what's wrong?" Taranee asked.

"Nothing, I just realize my place is all." Will sighed, "It's something I should have done long ago."

"Will, what's wrong?" Irma asked reaching towards Will who backed away, "Is this about last night? Why you didn't come?"

"Don't act like you all care!" Will snapped spinning away and almost running inside in her hurry to get away from the girls. She just wanted some peace, if she wanted people pretending they cared she would have stayed at home with the worst one at that.

Walking stiffly to her locker she quickly opened the door to it and grabbed the books she needed for the first few classes before hurrying towards her first one hoping to avoid the girls. She was actually starting to wish that she just skipped the day as it would have been much easier dealing with everything that way.

"Will, can I talk to you for a moment?" Dean asked as she was passing his classroom. He didn't have any classes first thing and his classroom was empty which is where he led Will into despite her mind screaming to just walk away.

"Will, would you mind explaining why I got a call from your mother a few minutes ago with her barely being understandable as she couldn't stop crying?" Dean asked with a little anger in his voice.

"Look, just leave me alone, okay?" Will said while looking away from the man not wanting to see his smug look as she told him. "You won, you finally took everything I had left…Not that I ever really had it to begin with."

"Will, what are you talking about?" Dean asked, a hint of worry in his voice. Will shook her head as she realized it was for Susan not her, the redhead knew better than to think anyone was worried about her.

"Take care of her, she deserves to be happy." Will sighed, knowing it was true. It wasn't the woman's fault that Will was a failure. "If you hurt her though I swear I'll make you suffer a thousand times more than I am."

"What's going on?" Dean asked moving towards Will who turned and fled out the door before he could get to her.

NOTES

Figured that was the best place to stop this chappie and hope everyone enjoyed it, thankies.

Philip Gipson: Thankies and your welcome, hope you enjoyed this one also. I love it and that's why most of my stories will be based around a good relationship between them. Sadly this one isn't one of them at the moment though it may get better but sadly it could get worse. I agree with you on that and if you want to read more of the Witch comics check out Mooncloud's site which I have a link on my homepage too. I'll have to check out Witchlover's stories, thankies.

Aesop: Thankies, I'm trying to make sure that they are thought out well without over doing them too much except for Will who is sinking farther and farther into depression while trying to make sense of everything and protect herself from anymore pain.