The Woods

Exiled

     Alrighty Folks...This Chapter will be for Mature Audience. It's not too bad but still, I warn you.    

            I just felt like crying and I hated that feeling because crying made me feel weak. My father had completely dismissed me and I was so angry at him. He didn’t even listen to what I had to say or anything. Once he saw the Mogard’s mark on my hand—he thought of me as a traitor. I didn’t want to die and I only hope that it wouldn’t come to that. I wiped my eyes even though no tears came out. I held my cloak closer to myself to get some warmth.

            In the silence, I then heard the barn door open. I tried to sit up but was restricted by the chains around my hands. I waited for a few moments and finally someone came into my vision. Sister Jude. She had a sick smile on her face and I wondered what I ever did to her that was so bad to make her do this to me and hate me.

            “Enjoying your little cell are you?” Sister Jude says. She really was the devil. I look up and glare at her. I wanted to yell at her and scream at her, but I just couldn’t. I was too tired and emotionally drained to even speak. Sister Jude opens up the stall door and walks in. She knelt down and spoke into my ear.

            “You are getting everything you deserve my little Calla.” She says and then pulls back to look at me. I roll my eyes and then shook my head. No—none of this is right.

            “No.” I manage to say weakly. Sister Jude laughs spitefully. She crosses her arms over her chest.

            “I saw you on your birthday, canoodling with that young werewolf. I saw it when you made that werewolf attack young Roland.” She tells me. That dumb nun was spying on me all this time. I shake my head.

            “I-I didn’t make that werewolf attack Roland.” I say. She shakes her head and puts a hand on my forehead. I try to jerk out of her touch, but it does no good. She just tightens her hold.

            “And nobody will believe you. In the village’s eyes, you are a traitor.” She says. I then do something that should never be done. I spit on Sister Jude. The woman gasps and slaps me across the face. It didn’t surprise me because I knew she was an evil woman.

            “I am a woman of faith and you do not spit on me!” She says wiping her cheek with my spit on it. My own cheek stung but I couldn’t rub it—not in front of her. “Go to hell.” She says to me. I laugh a bitter laugh.

            “I will see you there Sister Jude.” I say. She glares at me and leaves the barn. I am left alone again which is better than being in Sister Jude’s company. I can hear people moving around outside. They are probably moving the stage back into storage or something like that. I don’t know how long I was in the barn alone, but I kept drifting off to sleep and then waking up over and over again. I hated not knowing what the hell was going on. It was sometime during the middle of the night that I was rudely awakened.

            “Calla!” My eyes flutter open. I see Cole’s blurry face and behind him were Alec and Pinto. They were holding hands. On Cole’s right hand side was Daniel. Wait? Did I see that right? I close my eyes and open them several times. It really was Daniel. He was here. I smile at him. He looked worried and he should.

            “What are you guys doing here?” I ask quietly. Cole and Daniel both look at each other. I could sense the tension easily between them. I was just surprised that they hadn’t killed each other yet.

            “The elders have decided on your fate. They are going to exile you.” Alec said to me. I look at him—at all of them. My stomach fell in my butt. The only thing worse than death was being exiled. Being cast out of society was a terrible fate.