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A/N: I would like to apologize for the delay. Family troubles. Please enjoy…
11:55 pm…
The first to arrive had been Reid. Then Caleb and Sarah, Tyler, Pogue and Kate. There were candles and symbols everywhere. I introduced the guys to the witches. The entire time, Alona was gripping Tyler's hand protectively. My mouth threatened to smile at the sweetness. I watched Reid.
When the clock read 11:57, I instructed everyone to sit in a circle. Kate was the odd man out. I had her sit behind her man, but she couldn't under any circumstance touch him. She nodded in understanding. Every other person in the circle was a witch and only we joined hands.
Mike, Di, Darren, Alona, and I began to chant. "Open your senses, give us your life, portals of suspect, pieces of pain." When the air around us began to feel lighter and we felt like we were spinning, the five of us began chanting in Latin. My eyes were focused on Reid. I smiled when he met my gaze.
Above the group of us, the air cracked. I glanced at the clock while the chanting continued. 12:00.
The next minute is hard to describe. In a matter of 60 seconds, my world crashed. The air above us cracked again like a whip. My eyes on Reid, a saw a flash of light to my right. My stomach dropped. I knew what was going to happened, but my movements were delayed. I can only believe it was a moment of shock.
Tyler was next to me. He stiffened momentarily before scrambling to his feet. He tried to use, but it didn't work. Caleb turned around a second after Reid. I saw a flash of understanding in Reid's eyes as he immediately went flying across the room and slammed into the wall.
Tears ran down my face and I screamed moving to stand. Alona squeezed my hand, pulling me down before I broke the circle. Reid wasn't moving, but it probably didn't help that Caleb hit the wall and fell on top of him.
The man across the room was smiling happily. My heart caught in my throat as he turned into my grandmother and back. My mind flashed back.
She found a seat on my bed as I opened yet another journal. "Can't you at least give me a hint?"
"Don't worry, dear." She comforted. "You'll find it."
Tyler was beside him, trying to hit him with a lamp.
"You were cursed with what they desired, our powers…"
Chase. He merely looked over at him. The son of a bitch smiled as Tyler flew back against the wall.
Reid still wasn't moving.
"He died knowing that I would get revenge."
Caleb was up and running at Chase and then he wasn't.
"Okay. So you're family is responsible for our powers?"
I looked for Pogue he was leaning over Kate. The air above us cracked again.
Suddenly, my eyes flashed. I felt lighter, but I wasn't worried about that. I stood and ran at him. And his eyes drained.
The next second, I was passing out. How am I still sitting down?
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2 days later…
"So, where's the beef?" I joked with a weak smile. Tyler and Alona had been designated to stay in my room. Caleb and Pogue were watching over Reid.
Kate had been fine. Sarah had been frozen in shock the whole time. The both had gone back to the Harvard dorms to go to classes and pretend to pay attention.
Caleb had been hit pretty hard, but he turned out to be tougher than he looked. Pogue was more messed up emotionally than physically. I wondered absently about his and Kate's relationship.
Reid was the worst off. The broken bones were simple breaks, totally easy to fix. The doctors were worried about the coma, possible brain damage. "The brink of death" was what the doctors had said when they brought him in. He hadn't progressed much in the two day stay.
Besides sporting a sling for his right arm and a few new cuts on his face that I said "added character", Tyler was fine. He was mostly just worried about Reid which is why he wasn't paying much attention to my joke. He sat at the window watching the cars running the highway.
I had passed out. I had killed Chase. I had saved Reid. The light feeling I had was because, as Alona explained. I split. Somehow, I spilt myself into three beings in the moment we got our powers back. One stayed sitting and holding the connection, another ran on Chase and barbarically thrusted a punching arm through Chase's torso, and another was at Reid's side with black eyes healing him, bringing him back from that brink.
I couldn't explain it, Alona couldn't explain it, Grams couldn't explain it. Her body had been found in the basement. Chase was cremated in the fireplace along with my grandmother. My mother filed a missing persons report and was told only what she needed to know.
She hadn't come to visit, I figured that Alona had told her not to. A machine beside me beeped along with my heart in the back ground as I poked at my meat. With Grams dead, and my mother a non-practioner, I was the new matriarch of our family. Alona met my gaze I leaned back and sighed.
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8 years earlier…
My dad and I sat on the couch with a huge velvety covered copy of 'Alice In Wonderland' on my lap.
'Tut, tut, child!' said the Duchess. Everything's got a moral, if only you can find it.' And she squeezed herself up closer to Alice's side as she spoke.
Alice did not much like her keeping so close to her: first because the Duchess was very ugly; and secondly, because she was exactly the right height to rest her chin on Alice's shoulder, and it was an uncomfortably sharp chin. However, she did not like to be rude: so she bore it as well as she could.
I giggled at my dad's crazy little voices. My mother watched with a blank look on her face behind us.
'The game's going on rather better now,' she said, by way of keeping up the conversation a little.
'Tis so,' said the Duchess: and the moral of that is--"Oh, 'tis love, 'tis love, that makes the world go round!"
Alona ran into the room and joined us on the couch. She squeezed in between dad and me. I pouted until he shot me that smile. I smiled and he continued reading.
'Somebody said,' Alice whispered, that it's done by everybody minding their own business!'
'Ah well! It means much the same thing,' said the Duchess, digging her sharp little chin into Alice's shoulder as she added and the moral of that is--"Take care of the sense and the sounds will take care of themselves."
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5 years after that…
I heard them. My mom had broken a vase. My dad had come home. He saw her use. He freaked. I didn't blame him. The words that came out of their mouths were muffled, but the tone said it all.
Sitting on the stairs, I moved to the wall closed my eyes as I heard my dad yell. "Please." I whispered, hoping someone could hear me. "Let him understand."
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A few months later…
His body was laying motionless on the floor. Blood was all over me. My mother stood in the doorway with the gun still raised in shock or regret…
Tears ran down my cheeks as I looked at my dad. Please. I thought helplessly. Let him understand…
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Back to that day …
I was being released. The doctors had spoken. Tyler had since made his way to Reid's room. Alona watched as I struggled with my pants as I tried to figure out when my middle had been bruised.
"It's where you did you know what to you know who."
I looked up at my sister. "Consequences."
Alona shrugged. "I hope that's all."
Sighing, I shrugged my white tee on. "You're telling me." I said sarcastically. Moment passed in silence before I sat down in a chair tears in my eyes. "I loved him."
"Oh crap." She hurried over with tissues. "Izzy. Reid's going to be okay."
I nodded. "I know." I said all too knowingly. "Dad." Alona was quiet as I took a deep breath. "He saw her use." I told her. "That's why he left that night. That's why he got drunk. That's why he crashed. He couldn't accept it." Alona looked out the window breathing deeply. "But, he wasn't like that. Reid just…"
Alona nodded and came over, wrapping me in a hug. "Do you love him?"
"Which one?" I asked having thoroughly confused myself.
She smiled. "Do you love dad?" I nodded. "Do you love Reid?" I nodded.
"I think I do." I mumbled turning to look out the window.