Becoming Hers.

Goodnight

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      Previously: After I finish eating, the Witch takes me upstairs and showcases all of the rooms. We eventually stop outside of a door and the Witch lets me know that this room will be the room in which I will be sleeping.

She slowly opens the door until it reveals a lovely mostly scarlet colored bedroom. It was a very big room with a huge walk in closet and a big bathroom. I look at the Witch with a bit of confusion as to why she would give me a room this extravagant.

I realize i should probably just ask at this point. So I do, "T-this is my room?"

"This is our room"

It's as if in this moment, the weight of being terrified constantly has been dropped down harshly onto my shoulders.
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I gulp at her words. They keep replaying in my head. "This is our room". She said it as if it was common knowledge we'd be sharing a room together. It's not even necessarily that we're sharing a room together; it's the fact that we're sharing a bed that bothers me. I am deep into my concerned thoughts and worries until the Witch gently touches my arm; causing me to jump lightly at the sudden contact.

"Are you alright there little one?" She asks with a concerned face. She can't be serious. She's asking me to sleep in the same bed with her. No I'm not alright, but unfortunately I can not tell that to the Witch. So I flash her a fake smile and say "Yes I'm quite alright, I'm just tired that's all" falsely reassuring her. "Best you head into the bed then honey" She puts her slender fingers lightly onto my back; rubbing small circular patterns along my back while we walk to the king sized bed.

I lay down onto the left side of the bed and I give out a small sigh of relief. I practically sank into the mattress with how amazingly comfortable and soft it was. The Witch looks down at me grinning and says to me "Make yourself comfortable, I'm going to head into the bathroom and get prepped for bed".

She does what she says and goes into the bathroom. I lay on the bed still questioning how all of this has happened to me. And why this has happened to me. What did she want me for?

With my thoughts growing; my sleepiness also grows. My eyes get heavier and heavier by the second until my eyes slowly come to a close. I feel my brain shutting off and all my thoughts and worries are eventually fading. I am only a few seconds away from going into a deep sleep until I hear a door creek open. My eyes flutter open to see a sight I truly was not prepared to see.

The Witch was in a short silk scarlet colored robe, and a mischievous smirk spread upon her lips. If I'm going to give my honest thoughts about this moment, the Witch is truly a sight to see. Her toned legs, her red hair that curtains her face perfectly, her captivating green eyes. She was beautiful.

"Haven't you been taught that it's rude to stare little one?" I mentally slap myself for staring for so long. I need to come up with something as an excuse. "I-I'm sorry I didn't mean to stare. You just look really pretty". Shit. "Oh? Is that so?" I don't know what to say back to her and I start to panic a little.