This is what I wanted.

Sweet Magnolia

Jackie's POV

It had been at least three days since the Halifax couple had been over and I wouldn't say I'm obsessed or anything its just that they hadn't left my mind since then and I exactly don't hate it. This is house absolutely huge, I really underestimated how often I'd be seeing my parents around the house. I already don't get to see them as much as I would like with their constant travelling but now that's not the only reason I don't get to see them. I could go out of my room more but that would require energy and effort I can't afford to invest in my parent and I's relationship right now, not when I'm so close to moving out. Honey gets it, she periodically disappears and reappears all the time and I have come to realize thats just how she rolls I guess. She's not one for cat food, rather all my food I bring in here, which kind of worries me but she fusses when I don't give her some of my food.

I've been recently slacking off on taking care of my mental and spiritual health, haven't really been journaling, meditating nor finally going all way the with contacting Lilith. I really like her and I just feel a warm tug towards her and I wanna see where it could go. Having my own space would allow for me to do all the things I wanna do without worrying that my parents will just barge in and catching me in the act. Oh God just thinking about them catch me is enough to put me off completely but I really really wanna do it, I just need that connection to an actual loving and supportive mother figure. Fuck it let me just skip a few steps and just go buy the things I need to contact her, I'm doing this I'm going to town today.

I put on my favourite yellow oversized T-shirt and a plain black tennis skirt with my think ankle socks and my shiny black platforms. Today is the first time I'm going to town today so I wanna look cute so why not? I walk out of my walk in closet to find Honey sitting patiently on my puffy pink bed cover, just for me I assume. "Where'd you come from?" I ask a little freaked out that I didn't hear come in because both my windows and doors are closed. I go to pet her head but she dodges me and meows at me, thats weird she usually loves physical affection. I walk past her to grab my bag and shades ''Fine, be like that I'll be back in a few''. I go to stand in the doorway and turn back to her still on the bed, "Help yourself to anything safe to eat in here"

I finally find my way out the confusing corridors and make a mental note to learn my way around this house. I find myself downstairs and there seems to be no sign of activity down here. I walk around a little looking for my parents, maybe the kitchen? No, the cosy lounge area? Nothing, did they leave me here all alone without telling me? I roll my eyes in annoyance, "Typical" I sigh and go to leave the house. I call myself an Uber and I set off to the nearest mystic shop.

Upon arrival I notice how underpopulated this town really is, there's not a lot of people here and I kind of love that. I walk into the shop and the first thing I notice is gentle light in the shop and how maximalist it is. All kinds of crystals and vials of who knows what, looks cool though. I also like the purple and green theme going on here, cool. I get knocked out of my admiration of the store but a stern cough directed towards me. Embarrassed I turn around and come face to face with the piercing eyes of Mrs Halifax. I didn't take her for the mystic spiritual type. "Hello Mrs Halifax, funny seeing you here I didn't know you worked here". She stares at me few seconds with her head tilted to the side, hopefully amused with my nervousness before she turns around to reach behind the counter, pulling out a pen and small note pad and writing something down.

After writing something down she shows it to me I don't know if I'm just down bad for this woman but even her handwriting is perfect, gosh! 'I'm covering for a friend sugar', "Oh okay, no that's cool maybe I can come back another time then" I say. She gently shakes her head and writes something else on the notepad, 'What? You don't trust me sugar?'. "No no of course not Mrs Halifax, I just didn't take you for the spiritual type." I quickly explain myself. She softly smiles and nods at me and that causes my heart to implode with butterflies. She flips over a page in her notepad and writes something down, 'How can I help you sugar, what exactly are you looking for?'. I search in my tote bag for the list of equipement I'm going to need for to me to at least have a chance to reach 'the mother of demons'. I hand it to her and watch her expression closely looking for any traces of judgement, distain or any other kind of negative emotion that might leak through to her face but nothing.

She quickly scans through the list not really like she was memorizing the list but more like she already knew why I was here and she's just confirming what she already knew. Her eyes land on me not even a second later. Her eyes holding a hint of amusement and a whole lot of intrigue, like she was almost impressed with me looking for these things. She softly nods and gestures for me to follow her as she walks to the back of the store and I waste no time in keeping up with her pace.

Walking through the bead curtain I'm hit with the thick scent of marijuana, magnolia and something else I've never come across before. This heavenly sent is making me slightly light headed but I ain't no bitch so I kept it moving as we strolled deep into the back. Walking past the comfy lounge area I'm really starting to love the heavenly aroma , "Wow Mrs Halifax it smells really good in here what is that, magnolia?". 'Hemp, magnolia and blue lotus, it's meant to help with spiritual connectivity', I read on the note she passes to me, seemingly unbothered by the strong ass weed innis fucking room, FUCK! Am I the only getting off of this? Fuck.

We finally get to where she's taking us. Should have followed a stranger to a secluded part of spiritual shop? Probably not but I'm too glazed to really evaluate the my reasoning behind it. I take in my surrounding and notice we are in a room with shelves full of darker looking spiritual equipement. The stuff in here looks hardcore. Exactly what I need. Go big or go home, right? Or fuck around and find out who never fully crossed over from dying that relic I call a home. I stand near the entrance to try to make up for the fact that I LITERALLY FOLLOWED A LADY I BARELY KNOW TO THE BACK OF A SPIRITUAL HOTSPOT. The sweetest giggle knocks me out my scheming and I look up to notice two things. Mrs Halifax is no longer in the room with me and the room looks a lot darker than I remember it to have been. Where did all the red candle come from and when were they lit. Am I really that out of it to not have noticed her light them?

FUCK FUCK FUCK. I try my best not to panic but the candles start to flicker a little to violently for a windowless room and that's when I knew I was fucked. Fuck.