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 𝘍𝘖𝘜𝘙
(the cursed witch, act one)
IT HAD BEEN DAYS SINCE NINA LAST SAW EDWARD CULLEN. For a couple days, she had assumed he was sick, but with his family still showing and weeks still passing, Nina assumed the worst.
Maybe he was attacked; pummeled to the point of not being able to walk. Or he was murdered. That was less likely but it was still possible. And Nina slightly wished it were the case.
But with him not showing up, Nina's anger slowly dissipated until it turned into a slight annoyance. But she also felt bad in a way. Maybe she had come off too strong and scared him off, not that she really cared all that much, she barely knew him and she wasn't going to let him ruin her little time in Forks.
By now, she had long forgotten the boy who had fungal acne deep inside his nostrils. Or atleast, she thought she had. He had seemingly disappeared off the face of the earth, making Nina's biology class much more bearable as she got to sit in with Mike and Bella through every lesson.
Bella had also long forgotten the Cullen and their strange first interaction. She had come to the conclusion that he was just a stupid teenage boy with issues.
There was one thing that had started to peak Nina's interest though – her mother had been acting strangely for the past few days. What irked her even more was that Natalie hadn't uttered a word about the cause of her strange behaviour.
She was at work for longer hours and when she did come home, she barely spoke to Nina before she retreated back to her bedroom where hush words could hardly be heard through the door.
Although Nina hated the newfound silence, she found herself in a sense of calm. While she only heard her mothers voice utter soft mornings and goodnights, she spent the most of her time in the Swan residence that was only three houses down.
"I swear to God, Mr. Henricks hates me," Nina groaned, her attention on Bella as she huffed and puffed over her business class.
Bella laughed softly, "What did you do this time?"
"I didn't do anything, Bells. All I did was prove a point. He's the one that doesn't like women that have opinions."
"You called him a dink," Jessica piped in, a smile playing on her lips as she watched the teenage witch snap a pencil in half from stress.
"Well he is one. He doesn't know how to run a business. If he did, he wouldn't be a teacher making a shitty wage. I was just informing him that his knowledge on the current stock market was wrong and he didn't like it."
