in which a witch falls for her enemy unexpectedly.
aeipathy : an enduring and consuming passion.
tropes. prohibited lovers, enemies to lovers, slowburn, mutual pining
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"ADELIA! GET IN HERE. NOW!" Ivana Kimberly yelled for her 8-year-old daughter, who scurried down the steps to her mother who was waiting at the end of them, her hands on her hips.
Her mother waved a piece of paper in the air, forcefully grabbing Adelia's arm tightly. The young child whined as her mother tightened her grip.
"What the fuck is this," Ivana asked as she glared at her daughter heatedly.
Lia's body shook as she responded weakly. "N-nothing." Her voice trembled and her hands shook noticeably.
Her mother noticed this and laughed heartlessly. "Aww, you're scared? You piece of shit. Don't EVER try to contact this boy ever again. He won't help you. No one will. Want to know why? Because you're useless. And a waste of space." Her mother spat at her.
Adelia's breathing quickened and tears streamed down her face. She hyperventilated as her mom released her deathly grip on her arm, and instead found its way smacking into the young child's cheek, leaving a mark.
Adelia cried harder as her hair was grabbed tightly. She fought against her mother's grip as she was dragged to the basement. No no no no no no no! Adelia thought as she kicked and screamed.
"Mama! Please! I won't do it again. Please, Mama. PLEASE!" The young child screamed as she begged her mom over and over again to let her go, to not force her into the basement.
Her mother stopped walking and looked at her with a dark look in her eyes that made Lia stop struggling as fear took over. Adelia closed her eyes and braced herself for the hit, but nothing came. She slowly opened her eyes to look at her mother. Ivana was standing there, grasping her chest, as she breathed quickly.
She glared at her daughter. "What did you do, you little brat." Young Adelia stood in place, watching her mother with fearful eyes. She didn't know what was happening, but she felt something stir inside her.
An anxious feeling washed over her as she stared at her mom. She felt power soar through her, she felt... powerful. Not the weak 8-year-old she was. Adelia narrowed her eyes at her mom, the latter obviously in pain as she gasped. Her mother fell to her knees as she shouted curses at her daughter.
Lia finally gained her composure and shook her body. She stared at her hands in wonder, before walking to her mom slowly. She kneeled in front of her mother to get to her level and put her hands on her cheeks.
Electricity sparked between her hands, power seeping from her hands to Ivana's cheeks. Ivana screamed as a sharp pain shot through her, her body twitching violently from the electricity. Adelia tilted her head - almost seeming possessed, as she dug her nails deeply into her mother's skin. Blood fell from the crescent marks now embedding her mother's skin. The Latina's eyes glowed a bright blue as she forced her power to infect every part of Ivana's body. Ivana screamed louder and twitched one last time, muttering a word underneath her breath.
