Beacon Hills 1983

Chapter 70: Repercussions

(The Chilling adventures of Sabrina + Stranger Things + The Originals +Riverdale)
11 November 1983, Tuesday

Just as the pack zapped away...

Lucy fell back from the circle of witches when they completed the teleportation spell.
Although it was a difficult one, Nes's cousin, Talia, (who also happened to be the alpha of her pack) requested it.
Together with the siphon witches, they had enough magic to perform the spell.

The siphon witches asked no questions when they were told to participate. Lucy supposed they were just too overwhelmed with the significant amount of magic they'd absorbed from the boys to care about anything, really.

Marilyn strolled towards her, and placed a hand on Lucy's back. The gesture sent shivers down her spine, and deep down, every inch of her body screamed for more-
But Lucy held it in.

She was confused. The kiss meant nothing. It was in the past.

Although uncomfortable with how it was making her feel, Lucy remained there, her back firm against Marilyn's slender hand.

"So... What now?" Vinnie asked, quite out of context. He had an exceptionally bad time "reading the room", as Ebby always said.
"Now..." Harry spoke, disheartened, "It seems like we're on our own again."

There was silence for a while, as everyone resonated with the swirl of events that occurred in just these few hours at Sweetwater River.

Lucy looked up, and saw that Timothée was gone. Unlike Aimee, he wasn't teleported to Beacon Hills with the Hale's, and niether was Billy.
The two of them, now completely human again, and with all their memories wondered off to ponder over their unintended actions. Lucy was curious as to what it would feel like to be controlled by someone, and not know the horrible things they made you do until after it was too late.

Perhaps, in a way, she did know. Since it was her anger that controlled her words when she told everyone Marilyn was a lesbian.

The real Lucy was screaming to shut up. Stop talking. But anger drowned out that voice, and made her say it, no matter what.

Leach had been quiet throughout everything- which was extremely odd, since he loved to talk.

The siphon witches said their goodbyes and decided to continue their journey to... Wherever it was they were heading.

Then randomly, Marilyn said,
"Come back, Lucy."
"Where?" she asked, her voice weak.
"The academy." Leach replied, his tone more serious, quite opposite than usual.
"Why?" Blood rushed to her face. "We're not in their coven anymore. If they don't want my dad and his husband, they can't have me-"
"They're willing to forgive him." Marilyn cut her off. "But not accept him back into the coven. You, however..."

Suddenly, her legs turned to jelly and stomach did a hundred flops.
"I... I still have a place?" She asked, with a slight bit of hope in her voice she utterly hated. Hated how good it felt to be accepted by a bunch of narcissists.

"So... Will you come back?" Marilyn asked, raising an eyebrow.

Lucy stood back and looked down. It was a tough decision. One she had to make with her dad. And not just that- what about Nes? Her best friend. And Taylan- her best friend's brother who she most certainly had feelings for. She couldn't even look him in the eye when he showed up here. Lucy always wore a glamor when she was near him, so he wouldn't smell her witch scent, and she couldn't bear looking at his face to see how he'd react to knowing she was one.