He felt eyes on him, like he was being watched. Whenever he opened his eyes he always felt a presence but never saw anyone.
Most days he'd pray about it, but some days he ignored it. He strongly believed he was protected by God and nothing could harm him unless he permitted it.
But today he felt his bed dip, the cons of being a lit sleeper. Turning his head he saw no one. Sighing he stood up and went to the bathroom.
It was barely 2am and he was wondering what was going on.
His phone ringing jarred him, he was more surprised by the caller.
'Hey pops, everything alright?',his voice was still grodgry from sleep.
'Yea, well we need to pray and it couldn't wait till morning. I've been feeling the urge to pray for you and your friends. For your safety specifically. And also the strength required for what is coming. I've tried praying for it's aversion but it's not going away',
'Do you know what it is?',
'No, but it's huge. That much I can tell. You ready?',
'Yes', Duncan knelt by his bedside Ashe assumed his father would be kneeling in his study.
After two hours of prayers, he could still feel the eyes on him. He didn't stop praying till his dad said in Jesus name.
'Dad I keep feeling like I'm being watched, especially in the early ams and it's very a uncomfortable feeling'.
'Its going to stop after now, but persist in these prayers. Something big is coming and I'm not sure how I feel about it, the only certainty is that we're coming out of it victorious',
'Amen, thanks pops',
'You're welcome son. Let me go back to bed before your mother thinks I've taken a trip without telling her',
Duncan had to laugh, his parents were a peculiar couple.
'Sure dad, good morning and have a great day'.
Placing his phone down he picked up his tablet, put on his glasses and opened his devotional not wanting to chance falling asleep and waking up later. He knew if he did he wouldn't read it then.
By 5:30 he was back in be hoping his alarm would wake him at 7:30 am.
******
Brotherrrr
He knew that voice anywhere, just wondering why it chose to annoy him right now.
Brotherrrr, I'm going to your waalllleetttt!
She was definitely in his room.
'Do that and I'll mail you back home part by part',
'And mum will offer you as a burnt offering unto the Lord our God!',
He laughed as Sandra jumped on him.
'When did you escape your cage?',
'Its Saturday Dunny, plus college isn't prison. High school was', she laid next to him on the bed.
'Well I'm glad you're here. Maybe we'll have a decent breakfast for a change',
'Hire a cook's,
'I'll pay you in love!',
'Yea right'!', she pushed off the bed and picked up her bag which she'd dumbed on the floor before waking him up.
'So how is school?', he asked while checking the time. 9am, he still had time to goof around.
'Not bad, it's new but it's just a matter of time before I adjust', she answered from his closet where she placing her bag. And most likely scanning for what to steal.
'Good to know, come let's make breakfast',
'Okay!',
They joked around as they entered the kitchen making the guys stop talking as they took in Sandra.
'Take a picture, it'll last longer', Duncan said as he went to the fridge to pull out things for breakfast.
'Hey guys', she waved as she went to join Duncan. The guys resumed their conversations.
'You should come around more often Sandy, this one refused to cook unless you're here', King said while inhaling his food.
'Your hands are functioning, you can very well cook for yourself', Duncan said while drinking his coffee.
'I promise to keep your refrigerator stocked for life with whatever whim you have if you'll promise to cook for me as long as you want!' , Darius said while getting seconds. Sandy laughed.
'As great as that sounds, I'll say it again. Hire a cook! You guys can afford to have three at the same time!', the guys groaned while Duncan rolled his eyes.
*****
She screamed like a banshee. She didn't even get close to the house before she was blasted back to her body! What was going on?
She had three months on that spell!!!!
It was so forceful that she felt as though she was on fire! Someone was going to pay. She seethed as the pain that rendered her immobilized began to ebb away.
Never in her life had she felt such pain.
Feeling her extremities once again, she tried to move them and found the pain bearable. She stood up and had to brace herself against dizziness.
She staggered to her mirror and saw that it was cracked in several places. Rendered useless.
Oh someone was going to pay, and they'd pay dearly for this.
She barely registered what was happening before she started vomiting right were she stood.
Opening her eyes she was it was bloody, she needed to find the witch that ruined her plans. She didn't care for their status, someone owed her a new mirror and a reestablished link.
She didn't care how they were going to do it, but they will. Right after she caused some serious damage to the person.
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