𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇 | "I've never had a place to call home. Now I'm starting to realize home doesn't have to be four walls, it can be people too."
𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘢 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘮𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘮𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘭 𝘷𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘦. 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥...
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𝘊𝘏𝘈𝘗𝘛𝘌𝘙 𝘖𝘕𝘌
(the cursed witch, act one)
NINA FELT HER MOTHER'S FINGERS RUN THROUGH HER HAIR SO GENTLY AS IF SHE WERE STRUMMING THE CHORDS OF HER GUITAR. Her dark auburn hair was wet and dripped down her back, but the coldness soothed her aching soul as she closed her eyes and basked in the feeling of her mother's touch.
Natalie was everything to Nina, she wasn't just a mother, but a best friend. Being a witch, it was hard making friends, especially when you moved towns every few months to find your deadbeat dad. But Natalie was a constant in Nina's life, the only constant there ever was.
That was why Natalie was more of a best friend than a mother. And Nina wouldn't have it any other way.
Her eyes opened slowly, a clash of blue and green as she leaned her head back in her mother's hands to meet her stare. "Do we have to do this again? We aren't going to find him."
Natalie let out a soft breath of air as she stared down at her seventeen-year-old daughter, "We will find him, honey. We just have to be patient."
Instead of starting a pointless argument, Nina nodded silently and closed her eyes once more. Her ears listened to the soft symphony of the music that flowed out of her speaker that sat across her bedroom – it was the last item that needed to be packed before they left the small town wedged deep inside New Brunswick.
They had lived there a few months now, reaching just over four, before evidently deciding it was time to move once more. For a while, they had stuck to towns close by, reaching just a few provinces over until now, when they decided to take a rather large leap and move to America.
She hoped it would be warmer there, at least by a few degrees. It was doubtful considering they were moving to what was considered to be the wettest place in the continental US. Nina didn't mind the rain; it was better than snow, especially when it turned to slush and got covered in dirt after the first few snowfalls.
Forks would be nice, though. It was small and Google said it was one of the safest places to live so it had to be great. Google was never wrong... Except for when it was. Which was all the time but that was beside the point.
Her father had supposedly grown up in the small town as well, according to Natalie, which made it an even bigger chance of them finding him. Maybe he had been homesick and chosen to move there. Or he was just a shit dad, but Nina digressed.
She had made an oath to herself that she would keep her hopes low – don't have any expectations or else you would only find yourself disappointed. Expectations were dangerous and they had only led to her heart being broken.
