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I sit on my bench that sits on my front porch, swinging my legs back and forth as I wait for Lenore to come and pick me up. Once I called and told her that I needed to know more about my ancestor, she jumped at the opportunity to get out of New Orleans.
Apparently, after the whole harvest fiasco, the King made a rule that witches couldn't do their magic anymore. I get what the witches were doing was horrible but stopping them from doing the one thing that makes them who they are seems extreme, but New Orleans witches always seemed to be extreme when it came to their magic, according to Lenore.
" Hey, Carter." I hear Elena call out, breaking me out of my thoughts, her heels thudding along the pavement and up the stairs.
Wait a minute...Why the hell is Elena wearing heels?
Instantly my magic starts to flare up, and I place a barrier in front of me, causing 'Elena' to run into it.
" Uh, Car do you know you put some type of barrier up? I just ran straight into it." Elena chuckles, causing me to tilt my head and glare in the direction her voice is coming from. It's silent for a while before I hear a deeper laugh. " I'm impressed it took you a minute to realize I wasn't Elena, and you can't even see me."
" The heels gave you away," I state. " Now, what do you want, Katherine?"
"Just to talk. Feels like I've talked to everyone in town but you," She states as I hear her start to move around on my porch, testing to see how much of the barrier is covering me.
All of it. I'm not going to leave a loophole.
" I've been preoccupied." I state dryly.
" Yes, I'm aware of the Founders day accident and your little trip to Duke."
How the hell does she know we went to Duke?
" Can we cut the crap, Katherine?" I state, starting to get irritated by the small talk. " If you are here to use me to get to Elena, it's not going to work."
"Elena has other friends and family I can use to hurt her. I don't need you."
I narrow my eyes at her before commanding my magic to wrap around her neck tightly until I hear her choking.
" I- I miss the col-or of your eyes," She chokes out, causing me to drop my magic. It gets so quiet you can hear a pin drop or the annoying squirrel running up the oak tree in my yard.
"How long have you known about Elena? Have you been spying on her life this whole time?" I question. " Everyone around her, you just have to know about."
" Yeah." She coughs slightly. " But I don't know about you just because of Elena" She says, almost sounding offended.
"Why do you even give a damn about Elena and her life anyway? Aren't you too old to be jealous of a teenage girl?"
She chuckles. " She's going to get me what I always wanted."
"And what would that be?" I ask, narrowing my eyes.
"Nothing to worry your little head about." She states. " I just wanted to let you know that I have no issues with you. I'm actually glad you're leaving. Don't need for you to be caught in any more crossfires."
I just stare blankly in the direction she is with my mouth slightly open. Okay, hold on now. What the fuck is going on?!
" I also came to add that you should forget about this pathetic town."
"My family and friends are here." I state. "It's home."
" Not anymore, Carter." I hear her heels walking closer to me. " You know deep down inside that this hasn't been a home for you in a long time."
I stare in the direction as I feel my eyes water slightly. She's right. This hasn't been my home since my parents died, but they are still here, and I'm not leaving them.
"Why the hell do you even care about what's home to me?" I ask.
It's quiet, but I can tell she's still on my porch from the intense stare I feel on me.
" I will always care for you, Luna sestra" She says before I hear her heels start walking away.
I feel a strange haze take over my head, and before I can even process it, I'm saying it's already coming out my mouth " Katerina, chakaĭ!" I exclaim, and I hear her footsteps stop moving before letting out a soft chuckle then a whoosh signaling she left.
