Witch-Bitch

Disclaimer: Only the strangers herein are mine.

Author's Note: this is complete AU

Author's Note: I'm going to be adding more 1st POVs, so names will be used from now on.

Note on Fonts:

Bold- definitions, TBC, Text (Mobiles/Cell phones, Books, Signs, etc)

Italic- present thoughts, dreams, emphasis, lyrics, memories

Underlined- chapter title, POV, etc

Chapter 12: one, two, confusing you

Becky's POV

Was I really asleep last night? Did we really… make up? are we really friends? I pushed the heels of my hands hard against my eyeballs. I was still a bit out of it. Was yesterday just a dream? No, it couldn't be, my cellphone had the right date on it. Oh gods, I didn't even want to think on yesterday. My hands fell heavily on my bed covers.

One, Rei had kissed me. And I had kissed back.

Two, Kai and I had made up. apologized, forgiven each-other.

Which one was more confusing? Which one should feel more important to me? Which one was more significant in my life at the moment? Aaah! I screamed long in my head. I couldn't get either of the sensations out of my head, or my skin. I could still feel his lips on my neck, his fingers on my cheek. I was so confused.

I turned onto my side and stared at the sunshine filtering through my window. Still early out. I sighed. I need to separate the two events so I could understand what they meant. But it was very difficult trying to separate my emotional reactions to them. Both of them had left me feeling freer than I had felt in so long… like, for once, I had a choice- or that, I'd freed myself from obligations I had made to myself.

I really couldn't help but smile at both of them. Even with Rei's running away. Why'd he go? I think I'm sure of what I saw in his eyes: he loves me. I could feel my heart beat a little bit faster, and this stupid grin appearing on my face… wow…

And Kai. What was there to say about that? I mean, were we going to be friends? Or just acquaintances? Because I don't know how we could forget our past together, his tormenting of me throughout school. and how it was him that sent me to the hospital and that recovery centre. I needed to tell someone this. And my closest friend was Rei.

I took my phone off my table and looked in the phonebook. Rei Kon C.I flopped back on my back, just looking at the screen. Should I? but where would he be? Would he really stay in a place that I could get to? Becky, you have to try. Could I?

I sat up, the thought suddenly appearing in my head. Should I ask Kai? I slumped in defeat when I remembered that he was brought here by my dad. Ricky? immediately the feelings of guilt bubbled up inside me. I had been brushing him off so much… right Becky, add that to the stress of the day. I growled softly. what could I do? I could only work on one thing at a time, and Kai was the only one that was right here, within my reach. For now…

It would have to be him.

Kai's POV

I heard a gentle knock on my door. I put the book down that I was paging through and walked over to the bathroom door, sliding it open. Becky looked up at me and smiled shyly.

"hey," she said quietly.

"morning. What's up?" I said back to her, also feeling awkward. This was strange. I guess I can get used to it.

"I thought- well, that if you were awake we could make some breakfast. My mom and dad are both out so we won't have to worry about noise. Up for it?"

"you're saying it like it's something big and bad," I replied, not really answering her question. She rolled her eyes.

"let's not fight, after we just made up-" she stopped abruptly, turning a faint pink. She looked embarrassed. About what?

"I'm just offering a share of waffles, but if you don't want…" she turned round and started walking back to her room. I hurried to catch up to her. and then stopped abruptly in front of her open door. It hit me, what the comment sounded like. Like we're dating. To make up for the embarrassment I felt, I let the really stupid sentence pop out of my mouth.

"I love waffles." Her shoulders visibly relaxed. Whew.

"let's go."

"swifty, get out of there!" she exclaimed when she turned back after handing me a bowl. I turned round just quick enough to see her pull her small black cat out of the bowl of dough, its mouth and nose covered in batter. I chuckled as I watched her groaning at the cat. I turned my back and continued washing, hearing her reprimand the feline.

"do you mind Kai? She won't pass any germs to you."

"it's fine. my mom's cat used to do it too," I replied, wiping my hands on the drying cloth. I turned round, and I felt my eyes widen in surprise. Becky was sitting on the counter, having somehow squeezed herself into the small space, and was busy putting the batter into the waffle-iron. What actually shocked me was… those curves, the innocence of her body that I had seen when I had that first tutoring session, where I hadn't recognized her.

I'm sorry that that was what I noticed first. She looked up at me, brushing the hair out of her eyes.

"you had a cat?" she asked while stretching out a leg along the surface. Get your eyes off her, Kai!

"…yeah, a ginger tabby. He stuck his nose into everything, food, packets… I once caught him in the seat of my dad's motorbike." She smiled at the thought, and it lit up her face. Why on earth did I torture this girl? She turned her concentration back to the waffles, checking their progress. I had to do something.

"is there anything I can do?" I asked, stepping towards her. she turned to me, forgetting that she was holding the lid of the waffle-iron. The movement caused her to push it against her leg.

"OW!" she yelped. I rushed forward as, in contrast, she slowly pulled it away from her leg. "dang, that's going to sting," she hissed as she looked at the burn.

"let me take a look." I was standing right next to her, my knees against the shelves.

"it's not that bad. Some ice and antiseptic, it'll be fine," she said tightly to me, angling her body out of the space.

"Becky," I chastised her. she huffed.

"fine, have a look if it'll make you feel better." She switched off the waffle-iron at the wall. I had that tingling feeling of sudden nerves begin in my stomach as I stepped even closer. What are you going to do?

I took her calf in my hands, stretching it out as gently as I could. I could feel her muscles go rigid in my hands as I angled her leg for a better look. She was right; it was only a slight burn, her skin would just redden and be tender for a day or two.

"yeah, you're right. I'll get the ice." But I didn't move. I continued holding her leg in my hands. She was also frozen. I could feel the heat rush into her skin. I looked up at her and she was busy looking at me, a very anxious expression in her eyes. I felt like a heavy ball just thudded into my stomach. What was I doing? I was trying to figure out the answer as I inched forward, leaving my left hand to glide up the outside of her leg. And then I was right up against the counter, maybe a centimetre between us. She was pushing herself tight up against the book shelf.

"Kai, what are you doing?" she asked fearfully. I leaned in.

Becky's POV

"I don't know, Becky." Gods, if he didn't know, then how was I supposed to? I felt like my organs were slowly being set on fire.

"haven't you ever wondered… why I was so good to you in that week before the party?" I shook my head.

"because you sat down next to me, and put your life on hold. Just so you could help me," he answered for me.

"but-" he interrupted me.

"you were a target. But you turned into a person that day, for me. You were real. And I don't think you know how 'real' you are; how I must have noticed this, and that's why I could hurt you so badly." He pulled in closer to me. I tried to move back but I was wedged in so tight that I had no more room to move in.

"what has that got to do with now?" my voice cracked.

"everything. It must be everything, because how could I keep hurting you, cutting you down every day? I must have felt something then, like I did last night… and now." his hand came up and touched my neck, trailing along my skin until it was on the back of my neck. No, no, no, no, no… I could hear beating in my head. His fingers dug in gently as he pulled me closer. His other hand was still on my thigh, pulling my leg around his waist.

No, no, no, no, no – what are you doing Kai? Don't, please don't, I'm not ready for this, please- his lips touched mine.

It felt like the earth shook in response to his touch.

Rei's POV

"NO!" I heard myself howl. My blood boiled beneath my skin, I could only see red. I felt something heavy in my hands and I threw it across the dirt, barely even hearing its crash as I picked up something that was gritty with rust and threw it into the car shell.

"NOOO!" I screamed again, grabbing a long shaft of steel off the scrap pile in front of me. I felt it tear the skin of my hands, but I didn't care , I didn't give a fuck to what I was doing to my physical body. This could not be happening!

"NOOOOO!" I bellowed, hitting the heap in front of me, beating the parts of scrap that were projecting out like teeth towards me. I stepped into the mess and heard the roar of blood in my ears alongside the sound of screeching steel as it bent and broke with my blows. It sounded like laughter and I could feel the rage in me rise.

"FUCK YOU! FUCK THIS LIFE! I WON'T TAKE IT ANYMORE!" I swung the shaft in my hands and hit the pane of glass in the car door. It shattered, sending small balls of razor-sharp glass everywhere, and the sudden loss of weight set off the unstable mess and it crumbled underneath my feet, sending me sprawling across the metal and tumbling down into the dirt.

I sat there, ignoring the stings of cuts and the pounding of the bruises across my body. I felt like I had a fever, like I was coming down from one. My breath came out in gasps, the sweat and blood dripped along my skin.

"what's the fucking point in all this? I don't want to do it anymore! I don't want to feel this anymore!" I screamed into the empty Devil's Sandbox.

"is that how you really feel?" a soft, gravely voice said behind me. I spun around, pushing myself off the ground. What the…?

"Tessa?" her short bob was tamed behind her ears, and a scowl was appearing on her face; her hands were on her hips. She looked pissed.

"no, you idiot. Your mentor. I honestly thought I'd taught you better."

To be continued…

PO: it's finally going my way. Creativity in one day. Don't you just love when that happens?

Zicky: …until creator's block hits you in the face again and you don't write for 5 months

PO: there is that