Creed Chapter 3, a w.i.t.c.h. fanfic

Chapter 3: My Own Prison

Let me tell you a small story of what happened just a few days ago when I, though not mentally there, killed someone. My name is Will and created a small prison for myself.

It is a Sunday morning and I woke up cheery and happy. This is one of those days that I really enjoyed. I got up off my bed and walked out of my room and into the kitchen. "Hey mom, sleep well." I asked hugging her mother.

"Someone's in a good mood this morning?" Susan smiled at her happy daughter as she grabbed a pancake off the table and poured on some syrup.

"Yeah, I am happy and today is that much better." I got a confused look or maybe it was a questioned look but either way, I knew what my mother was trying to get at. "I just mean that it's the day that dad comes by and I finally get to see my new little step sister. Then we are all going on that picnic too. It's just that we don't get to spend much time as a family and so today is really special to me. So please do me a favor and don't get on dad for doing something you don't like and I will promise to do what you want me to do. I just want today to go well and that won't happen if you end up in an argument with dad." I explained

"I promise Will and so will Dean after all, he is part of the family to. Though he wouldn't have any reason to argue with your father." Susan said as they both broke into some chuckles.

"Thanks mom, I appreciate it. Hey I am going to run to the mall real fast and get something for my little step sister ok." Then I got up and ran out of the car leaving her mother with a smile on her face.

I got outside and started up my new car that I got for my seventeenth birthday. I started up the car and zoomed off to the mall. I reached the mall and headed to the toy store. Before I got there, a sharp pain shot through my neck. I reached up to my neck and pulled what ever it was out. I brought it to eye level and found that a dart had hit me. "What the heck?" Then all of a sudden my mind went blank and my eyes turned a dull grey color.

A while later I woke up, for the lack of a better word, and found a man in front of me and me with a knife and the knife in the mans neck. When I got the full picture of what had just happened, I teletransported back to her home. 'I just killed someone. What happened to me? The only thing that I remember is looking at a dart of some kind.' After a while in my thoughts, I ran into someone. This knocked me out of my thoughts and back to reality. I looked at the person I ran into and then fell to my knees. "Please, I didn't mean to it, I didn't know I did it. Please I'm so sorry."

"Will, what are you talking about." Mr. Lair said as he helped her up to her feet. "Will, are you ok."

Just then, Irma came running up behind them. "Hey Will, aren't you supposed to be" Before Irma could finish her sentence, I ran off screaming 'I'm sorry' over and over again. "Dad, is she ok, because that wasn't like Will?" Irma said looking at her retreating friend.

"I don't know; a second ago she was on her knees saying sorry and that she didn't do it what ever that is." The two shrugged and walked off.

I got outside her house and sat down. 'I am so going to jail when they find a dead body at the mall.' I thought as she started crying.

A court is in session, a verdict is in
No appeal on the docket today
Just my own sin
The walls are cold and pale
The cage made of steel
Screams fill the room
Alone I drop and kneel
Silence now the sound
My breath the only motion around
Demons cluttering around
My face showing no emotion
Shackled by my sentence
Expecting no return
Here there is no penance
My skin begins to burn

(And I said oh) So I held my head up high
Hiding hate that burns inside
Which only fuels their selfish pride
(And I said oh) We're all held captive
Out from the sun
A sun that shines on only some
We the meek are all in one

"No, I didn't do anything, I just need relax. I didn't do anything, I just need to relax." She repeated to herself a few times and then walked up and into her home. Just then, it started to rain outside and then the phone rang. My mother answered it and a few seconds after the phone rang, my mother came over to me.

"Honey, your father isn't going to be able to make it today. There is a storm and he can't make it through. The roads are being closed, I'm sorry. He said that once the storm is over he will be over though. So maybe tomorrow or something." Susan said telling me the bad news.

"Thanks mom, can I be alone." Susan nodded and walked away. "Could today get any worse?" I said out loud. It felt like every kind of weapon and knife and things like that were stabbing me in the gut. My head started to hurt so bad, it felt worse then a migraine ever could. The guilt is stabbing at from every side and I still know that I didn't do anything. So why do I feel so horrible if I know this isn't my fault. Then the thuinder started and that didn't help my head. 'Someone just kill me.'

I hear a thunder in the distance
See a vision of a cross
I feel the pain that was given
On that sad day of loss
A lion roars in the darkness
Only he holds the key
A light to free me from my burden
And grant me life eternally

Should have been dead
On a Sunday morning
Banging my head
No time for mourning
Ain't got no time

For the first time in my life I think I might actually try to pray. 'Why did this happen to me. Please help me out. I'm scared and I have no clue what to do. I know I didn't actually kill anyone but the guilt still there. So why am I feeling this way. What do I do?' Will whispered. Ok so it wasn't really a prayer but that was all she really knew.

I cry out to God
Seeking only his decision
Gabriel stands and confirms
I've created my own prison
I cry out to God
Seeking only his decision
Gabriel stands and confirms
I've created my own prison

I walked out of the living room and called up the girls to come over to get my mind off of today and the crap that has happened and maybe I can get out of this little guilt trip that I seem to be having for a reason I don't know. After the many calls I sat down on the couch and waited for them to arrive which was much quicker since they had all decided to teletransport here. "I guess that's one way to get here." I said dully and slouched back onto the chair.

"Will, what's wrong?" Taranee came over to me and sat down beside me.

"I killed someone ok, would you stop bugging me." I snapped at them even though they didn't deserve it. I was just so tortured right now and things seem to be going from bad to worse today. The next thing I knew, all my friends were there on or beside the couch and had started hugging me. Why the heck they were hugging me, I had no idea but they were. I stood up and held up me head. "Thanks girls, I needed that." Even after saying that though, I still felt awful but not as bad and maybe that's all I have to do is hold up my head and smile and eventually, all the guilt will leave.

Should've been dead on a Sunday morning
banging my head
No time for mourning
Ain't got no time

So that's what happened to me. Turns out that no one actually died that day and it never stormed either. I had been standing in the mall for hours. It was all an illusion but even then, I felt like I had created a prison for myself. I felt very restricted. I guess I created it though but at least there is no guilt there any more.

A/N: Hope you enjoyed. Please review and thanks for the other review.