Our special abilities weren't useful this time, but maybe, just maybe, Gina knew we have that power to communicate with the dead and all that sh*t that's why she doesn't want us getting too emotional and all that. And that her dying on us was the easiest way of telling, she is tired and lonely of leaving alone or whatever. But Gina is indeed an angel. Jona kept on consoling me even after we reached the community. Beatrice welcomed us back and I immediately ran to her like a child longing for her mommy's support and love. It's not like Teresa is that old to be our mother but yeah, the feeling and aura she gives out whenever she listens to us and have a one on one or heart to heart talk once in a while. It is a soothing and calming experience that being close to her like that is amazing, Beca thought. I don't hold it against her even if I'm their new head mistress now. I still consider Jona, Teresa and Paula superior to me. Aside from teaching me things about magic, power and the supernatural, I still have a lot to learn and it is comforting to know I have them as my sisters. It is truly wonderful, I thank God for the opportunity and the position as the Head of St. Clare community and part of the Shadow Sisters.
I slept a bit gloomy but felt lighter than when I bid my goodbyes to the elderly woman who taught me what true love is and that I need to be grateful for every little thing that happens and will happen in my life.
Here, take this. It's not much but three thousand pisetta is three thousand. You can pay the rent and what you owe from that old lady down the market!, Julio said when he stayed a little while trying to console me about what happened earlier at the center. Fern, don't worry!
What about Heidi?, she would be furious when she finds out that you give me money!, Fern added and sat beside him on the bed. Ah, don't worry about your mom, she is loud but kind hearted. You can pay me by....ah...hmm..hehe!....this instead!, Julio said pulling my blouse and unbuttoning it.
No, Julio, mom would be furious.....ahhhh, Fern said and two hands grasp her long hair and pulled it across the living room.
Mama, Heidi, please, stop, it hurts!, Fern shouted and no groaning with pain as Heidi wanted to pull her hair strands to make her bald probably.
You slut, I fed and gave you a home and now this. You snake of a girl, you! Leave and never come back. I don't want to see your face again!, Heidi yelled at the girl who is so shocked and flustered she couldn't speak but instead sobbed and knelt before her adopted mother begging her to forgive and take her in again. Please, Heidi, I'll be good and I'll do whatever you want from me. Just don't throw me out, not now, not at this weather. It is raining now and I think there is a storm to hit Brazil. Though it is a hot and summery country, storms seldom hit it and the weather would become nasty, with continued rain showers, thunders and lightning strikes which scares me a lot especially when I'm alone outside the cold.
This is just a misunderstanding, Heidi. Honey?!, Julio said cooly while trying to hold Heidi's shoulders, then arms and squeezing them to keep her calm.
You too, if you want to join this slut, you can leave out of here now! I don't need snakes and mouths to feed just to eat me alive and use me as a sugar momma. Phew!, Heidi cried spitting on Fern who has blisters all over her body and cuts on her face, neck and chest while her clothes are torn and full of dirt from the muddy ground. Fern got wet and felt cold, not only from the rain but from Heidi's lack of compassion and love. The poor girl was sobbing in front of their small bungalow where Heidi pushed and threw her like trash that had been dumped and never to be picked up or cared for ever again.
Fern is still crying and like a small kid she blurted to call for help but nothing came out of her mouth. Her voice was gone, maybe from the numerous times she used it to begged her mother to keep and take her in again. Fern lost all hope and stopped trying to call out for Heidi. But a hand, white enough to make Fern get blinded by the woman's light skin, came to lend her one.
Hi, I'm Jona and this Teresa, you want to come live with us. We are from St. Clare Community....blah, blah, blah!!!
I couldn't understand what this woman is saying. Then, my sight is starting to get blurry and I felt fainting, dizzy from all the begging, broken heart and pity, I lost consciousness. I didn't know what to do but to die so that I would not feel this pain again. The pain of losing the mother I grew up with and the horrible home I spent all of my childhood days. It was a crappy and unhappy place but at least I have something to look forward to or to come home to. Ahhh....
Hey, Fern! It'll be alright. We are here to help you. It'll be okay from now on!.....that voice is familiar and so soothing I want to ahhh.....
Where am I?, Fern said when she suddenly woke up in a weird place but decent and smells nice, like clean because of maybe detergents or soaps.
Hi, I'm Sister or let's just say Teresa. I was with Jona when we carried you here since last week...and....
Ahhh...whatttttttt!!!!??????? Since last week, Fern added in disbelief.
Those were the days when I was just learning about the Shadow Sisters and Teresa was closest to me. Zelda and Mina were the last ones we recruited along with Paula, and now Bea
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