Destiny's story

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Destiny POV

"Hold still." Lvy told me, so I did. I'm currently holding a pot for her. She's putting different ingredients in it. She looks really concentrated, this must be an important potion.

"That's it!" She exclaim and rush to the cabin, and grab a flower. She put it in the pot and start mixing. The contents that are in, start glowing a bright green color.

What is happening. Lvy grab one of her bottles and dips it in the pot. She pulls it out and the bottle, is now full of that glowing liquid.

"You can put it down now." She said and I quickly put it down. I don't want, what ever that was on me. She laughs, but continues her thing.

I look down at my leg, it's still healing but it doesn't hurt that much. I decided to hang out with Lvy today, mostly because I was bored at home. I couldn't go to work today, even though my days off is over. It's because my boss called me saying not to come.

I was confused before hearing, a certain familiar voice in the background. Why was Michael even there? Maybe a coincidence? Or something else?

I let out a sigh. "You're up in the clouds." I turn to see Lvy. She has the bottle capped and now storing it away.

"Oh it's nothing."

"It doesn't seem like nothing, you're thinking hard." I bite my lip. It has been a long time since I had someone to open up too, and I do need someone to talk too.

I give her my full attention, I rub my neck and start to speak. "Well you know about my attack, but there's something else."

"What is it?"

I take a minute, and sigh. "When Michael saved me, we... he kind of made a move on me." The room becomes quiet. All I see is Lvy's eyes, wide with shock and curiosity.

She grabs my hand and squeeze them tightly. "You're telling me! The silent prince himself, made a move on you!?!"

"Oh my god girl! You just experience something that a bunch of women wanted from this man! Tell me all about? The moment, the time, and feelings. I want to hear it all!" She continues.

I wrap my hand around hers. "Calm down, I'll tell you everything." She smile weakly and removes her hands from mine. She gets comfortable on her chair, she gives me her undivided attention.

I laugh a little, but quickly put a straight face one. "After Michael stopped the attack, we went to his house. He took care of my injury...and he moved in close to me, it was like he was about to kiss me."

"Oh my god, did you kiss him back?"  She screams.

"No, but I was feeling the moment." I reply.

She lets a laugh. "You're better than me. If I was in that position to kiss him, y'all would be sick of me."

I laugh. "The truth is that I would have kissed him."

  "But?"  I sigh. "But I want more. I used to be with guys that weren't good for me, but now I want a man that completes me. He understands me and is willing to put the effort in to communicate. I just want more."

Lvy nods her head. " I get you. I'm still in my not dating people that are not good for me phase. But it's good to want more."

We continue talk. It was about different topics, like our likes and differences, our childhood, and just random sh!t. It's been awhile since I've been this happy, and it feels nice.

"Damn it's already sunset." Lvy said. I look at the window and see it is.

"I should be heading home." I tell her and she nods. I get up from the chair and she does too. We head outside and Lvy place her boom in the air.

  Since I lost my bike, she has been my means of transportation. I still can't get use to this. A witch is bringing me home, that's crazy to think about.

She gets on and hold on to the boom.  "You're ready?" She asks. 

  "Yes." I reply with a shake in my voice. I'm nervous. It's not because I'm scared of falling, It's because she flies like a maniac.

  She begins to shoot up in the air and fly.

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"Your turns are too sharp." I state while getting off the boom.

"Hey, There're not sharp!" She puffs out. I roll my eyes.

I turn to her and hug her. She hugs back, "Yes they are." I whisper in her ear. She pulls away from me and slap my arm playful and I laugh.

"You know what Destiny, you're a hater."

"I'm not girl, I just speak the truth." She rolls her eyes and wave goodbye to me, and I wave back. She flies off.

I turn to look at my house, and walk to the door. To the side of it, I spot my bike. I get close to it, and it looks brand new. Who fixed it and brought it here.

I'm in awe how beautiful this looks, the rust that was on the silver is completely gone. The padding on the seat is repaired, it's really smooth. And that bell, it works.

I put my bike back, and bite my internal cheek. I think I got an idea, who it is.

But what I want to know is why he's doing this? Is it to apologize? To show pity? Like what is it?

I sigh, I'll figure it out later but right now I'm hungry. I get inside and head to my kitchen, I pull out some ingredients and start cooking.

I make myself macaroni and eat it, it was delicious. I clean the pot and bowl.

I go to the bathroom, to get ready for bed.

I walk to my room and open the window. I lay on the bed and try to get comfortable, I close my eyes. Then I hear a knock on my door.