The Accused Witch

Part 5

What? What? Why? Whatever did she do wrong?

"You have three days. Admit you are a witch, accuse 2 people or if you don't, we will be forced to a hanging" The judge said.

I saw Abigail from the corner of my eye run out of the hall. Her mother stayed and glared at Philipa who was now sitting on the front row benches.

My mother looked at me "Are you?"

"Mother!" I whispered back "You know I'm not!"

"Honestly, I don't feel like I know you anymore"

And that hurt, it hurt bad. Knowing she didn't trust me, I felt more alone than ever before.

"Dismissed" the judge's voice rang through the hall.

I trudged off and hid in the small corner outside the hall and sat down, looking at the ceiling and the intricate glass designs.

And I heard a sob

"Abigail? I whispered

"Wh-who is it?" her voice quavered

"Abigail!" She saw her, she had tears running down her face as she fiercely fried to white it away."Are you okay?" Rowena asked forgetting all about her situation, she just wanted to help her.

"Why me?" Abigail's voice was weak "I didn't do anything..."

"I Hate her" her voice hoarse " Why did Pilipa choose me?"

"She chose me too," Rowena said slightly annoyed at all this melodrama

"What are you going to do?"

"I'll admit to  witchcraft of course," she said

"But are you a witch?"Rowena blurted

"Oh, dear gods no!"

"Then why will you admit?"

"What else am I supposed to do? Die?"

"B-but others might die because of what you do"

"At least I'm alive" she wiped her face and stood up.

"Abigail!"Rowena called as she walked away