Destiny's story

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  Destiny POV

My eyes look at the house ahead of me, and a smile forms on my lips; Grandma's house. I grab my suitcase and let out a deep breath, and walk to the door. I turn the knob but it won't open.

I hiss at myself, I forget grandma door has always had problems. But there was a certain way to open it. I turn the knob in different directions, until it opens.

Okay first thing I need to do is fix that door. I step inside the house a wave a nostalgia hit me. The smell of lavender incense and oatmeal.

I look around the cottage, and go to the living room. I place my suitcase near the sofa and it still have plastic wrap on them, I chuckle. Grandma would not let her good sofa go to ruin.

I spot the tv it's a retro one, let see if it still works. I see the remote on the coffee table and take it. I press the power button but it doesn't turn on. I turn the remote to check the batteries, I feel them. They're dead, I need to replace them.

I leave the living room and walk to the kitchen, while walking I see the frame picture on the walls and tables. There are of me and my parents. I don't really remember them since they died when I was one, but my grandma always told my stories about them.

How my mom met my dad at a concert. I wish I could have known them but life has a silly way of ruining things. I bite my inner cheek, and look around the kitchen.

The kitchen is so adorable . The wooden cabins, the white kitchen curtains, and a stove that uses wood to heat up. But I see a white refrigerator and I cringe, I need to change that.

I also need to get groceries, I hope I have enough money to get the things I need. I start walking around the house, just to get use to it.

I look inside the rooms and I see my old one and my grandma's. My old room still has my things inside, I would have thought she would get rid of it but it is still all here. The purple blanket and princess pillow, I smile.

The bed is a twin size one, should I stay in here. I leave the room and walk towards grandma's room. I feel my heart beat fast as I walk to her door. My hand shake a little when I touch the knob.

With the beating of my heart and my body shaking a little, I froze at the door. I don't know why but a rush of emotion come out of nowhere. Tears fill to my eyes and I quickly wipe them away. I just need to calm down.

I close my eyes and let out a steady deep breath. I open the door and a rush of coco butter hit my nose. I open my eyes and see the light pink wallpaper, the canopy bed, and her vanity. It is still the same, I walk inside and breathe in the smell.

This is so nostalgic, I head to the vanity and see her things. Her pearl necklace, sliver bush, and perfume that was in a vintage bottle. She would always wear this, it was her signature sent.

My gaze went to the frame picture on the table, it was her and me in it. I lift it up to look at it closely. We were in a plain full with flowers, I remember that day. It was my 5th birthday, we couldn't go anywhere expensive since we were relatively poor. So we decided to go here and have a picnic.

It was the best day of my life, I see a tear on the table. I look up at the mirror and see that I was crying. Damn I really thought I was finish grieving. I wipe my tears away and get up from the vanity.

Her bedroom is so beautiful, I would love to stay here but too many memories. And I'm not ready for it. I take one more glance at the room and left it.

Today is just full of memories, I sigh and head back to the living room to get my suitcase. I bring them to my room and open it to get something to wear for the night.

I pick out a simple matching top and short. I head to the bathroom room and get into the shower. I turn on the water and the water pressure is low, I groan another thing to add.

I continue to shower and my thoughts start to wonder. My ride back to this town was really intense. There was a whole process, identification, proving I was an occult , and just low-key, aggressive attitudes.

It's mostly because the reason why I had to leave my grandma  is because I wasn't showing any signs of being an occult. This place have really harsh rules when it comes to humans.

Since I wasn't showing any signs of my abilities I had to go to the foster care system with humans. The worst day of my life. I bite onto my lip hard, to relieve the anger.

I finish showering and got dressed. I leave the bathroom and went to my room. I grab my phone in the suitcase and lay down on my bed.

Went job hunting in this area. I scroll and see some really odd stuff. Like warlocks with specialties of transformation, werewolves needed for a fisherman's job, and mermaids for boating expositions. I'm doomed for.

I keep job searching until I see one for a waitress, but it's for a bar. I don't want to work at a bar, but this is the only one available for all. Let me see if there's more, I keep scrolling until I see no more positions left. I groan, well that is my only option.

I swallow my pride and apply for the job. As soon as I applied, I see a notification that my service has slowed down. Another thing to add on the list, get Internet. F*ck my life.

My stomach starts to growls, it looks like I'm going to starve today. My money is on the line for this one. Let my read something on kindle, I scan at my library and see a book about a knight and a princess. I press on it and start to read.

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I open my eyes to lift the blanket off my me. I see and feel sweaty. Damn it's so hot, I get up from my bed and see my phone on the ground.

I sigh and pick it up and put it on the table. I head to the hallway to find the air conditioner. After many fail attempts of finding it, I find it. I put it to on and head back to my room.

I went back to bed, but I don't feel or hear the it. You have to be joking, is that broken too. I let a frustrating sigh, I can't catch a break.

I sit up and turn to my window, I open it and I sew the cold breeze on me. Finally something good. I lay back on my bed and start drifting back to sleep.

Before I fully sleep, I see a pair of ruby eyes, then darkness.