Chapter 6: Talk:
I went down the stairs and into the kitchen where my mom was waiting with dad and Leah.
"There you are honey," she said. "I thought you were talking to someone in your room." She and dad laughed at her joke. She didn't know how true it was. I nervously smiled. Mom placed a piece of fried chicken in front of me. I almost swallowed it whole and as soon as I was done, I got out of the chair almost knocking it down in my haste.
"Where's the fire son?" asked dad chuckling. Leah was frowning again. I wish she would get over Sam. I mean she deserves to be happy too. It was depressing to see her like this. I wish she would return to the same happy person she used to be before Sam imprinted.
"I wanna get a good night sleep tonight," I said.
"It's six," said Leah staring at me as if I've gone mad. I nodded not understanding anything. I finally got the fact that she thought I was crazy for sleeping early on a Friday.
"I'm meeting her tomorrow," I said smiling at the end. Mom's smile was huge. I didn't know someone could smile that large. Dad chuckled and Leah snorted. "Goodnight," I said. I ran up the stairs, brushed my teeth and changed into my pajamas. I had hung them in my bathroom this morning. I was thankful that Leah and I had separate bathrooms. And I went into my room locking the door.
"Posie?" I whispered feeling completely idiotic.
"Yes," came her response. I whirled around to see her standing by my bed. My heart rate accelerated from the shock. She leaned a little bit closer.
"Are you okay?" she asked. I nodded.
"Give me a minute to restart my heart," I said breathing heavily. She laughed. I noticed she had a cupcake in her hand. I didn't give it much thought as I sat down on the bed and patted the spot next to me. She came and sat down.
"How's the heart?" she asked after a minute.
"Better," I said. She handed me the cupcake.
"You should eat more," she said. I took the cupcake and examined it. "A piece of fried chicken a day is not a proper meal." She mocked me smiling.
"How did you know?" I asked. She shrugged.
"I used a method of knowing," she said.
"You spied on me," I said. She looked offended.
"No," she said. "I had Phoebe do it." How did she have Phoebe do it? Oh, Phoebe's the psychic. I laughed. She did too. Her laughter was like music to my ears. It was soft and bell like.
"Go ahead," she urged pushing my hand to my mouth. "Piper wants to see if you like it." I raised the cupcake to my mouth and took a bite and I started chewing on it.
I was surprised by its taste. Its taste was like nothing I ever tasted before. It was delicious. That was even better than Emily's cooking. I used to think Emily was the best chef in the world, but this cupcake proves me wrong.
"So," she said after letting me devour it. "How is it?"
"Delicious, is an insult to it," I said. She looked at me confused. "Old fashioned words like scrumptious, divine, exquisite describe it." I explained. She smiled. I went into the bed and pulled the covers over me. She lay down next to me on top of the covers.
"I have another question," I said. She nodded.
"What do you eat?" I asked.
"Huh," she said confused.
"I mean vampires drink blood, humans eat food. So what do witches eat?"
"Mainly vegetables," she answered. Then she looked at me and her eyes darkened with hunger. "But sometimes I love to eat some young, juicy, fresh meat." My instincts took over and I backed away to the point that I fell off the bed. Posie laughed quietly. She moved a little and looked down at me. "Kidding," she laughed. I smiled laughing. We both went back to our original positions.
"Any more questions?" she asked.
"What are the Charmed Ones?" I remembered her mention that name earlier. She sighed.
"It's a family tradition. I'll tell you the shortened version of the story. The Halliwell family is the descendant of the Warren line of witches that started with Melinda Warren, daughter of Charlotte Warren in the 17th century. They are the most powerful line of witches in history. One of the things that have made the Charmed Ones (five sister) and all witches in the line so strong is their bond as a family. Their bond as sisters is important because for it is directly linked to their powers. Each Warren witch would possess at least one of the four original powers: Telekinesis, Molecular Immobilization, High Stamina, and Premonition. Telekinesis is moving things with your mind. Prue and Paige are under that category. Premonition is seeing the future and past. That's Phoebe. Molecular Immobilization is stopping time, Piper."
"Let me guess," I said. "You're high stamina." She nodded. "That's how you saved me from drowning." She again nodded. "Thanks for saving me." I said.
"You're welcome," she said. I tried to stifle a yawn but couldn't. She of course noticed it and got up.
"I should let you get some sleep," she said. I got up and so did she. "See you tomorrow." She said. I bent down and pressed my lips to hers softly. We broke apart and smiled. I loved her so much.
Before I could stop myself I blurted out what was in my mind.
"I love you," I blurted out whispering. I was afraid I had definitely crossed the line that time. To my extreme surprise, she smiled.
"I love you too, Seth," she said kissing my cheek. I was so happy to the point that every bone in my body was shouting yes. She loved me like I loved her. "I should go and let you sleep."
"Bye," I said.
"Bye Seth," she said. I watched her flame out of my room and I let me head fall on the pillow.
What about the werewolves? Do I defend Sam when Leah insults him? No, I won't. If I do, they'll know I know something. I would keep everything quiet. Hopefully tomorrow her family will like me. I hope they do. It would tear me apart if I was away from Posie. I finally fell into an undisturbed sleep.