The Witch's Wand

Part 1: 'More time'

"Jack," I followed him racing through Port Victory Street after him, the dusk sky darkening moment by moment, "Just wait please!"

"I refuse to be insulted like some mangy dog!" He complained, 

"Father didn't mean it." I finally stopped and dropped the skirt of my dress where I held it as I ran, "Jack, Please..."

He stopped and ran a hand through his blonde locks resting the other on his hip, "If that is how they react to me now what will they do when we're married?"

"They'll warm up to you, it'll take time. My father is a stubborn man Jack but he'll turn in time." I explained, "At least try and see it from his perspective." I said taking his hands in my own, "My mother is gone, I am his only child, his only daughter, my father would do this if you were a lowborn street boy or a prince of England, he just wants the absolute best for me."

"...so he will never think I am good enough for you." 

"He will, I know he will. Just please give it time Jack, He'll know you and I are perfect as soon as he sees just how happy we are together."

"I don't think our happiness is his concern." he said, "Besides, He has forbidden it. He has forbidden us to be together-"

"Then we will just have to wait until he -"

"I don't want to wait!" he said angrily, "I don't want to wait around for - Permission. To be with the woman I love," He said, "If he will never let us be together, if he will spend our lives insulting me, insulting us. Then how can we ever be happy?"

"He will warm up, he will mellow in time I promise."

"Time. Time, it's all time." He complained, "How much longer am I to wait? I have already waited six months of familiaty, a year of courting, two of an engagement... and now you say time, I have to give him time, how much time Y/n? a week? a month? a Year! TWO! TEN! How much longer am I expected to wait!"

"I-I don't know... But... But you know I'd have married you in a moment if he would have let me."

"But he won't. How are we to know he ever will... and now he calls off our engagement everything we have waited for all this time. Banned you from even seeing me."

"I know, But I can fix this I can please just give me a little more time."

"That's the problem, isn't it? Time. A little more time." 

"I have changed him before you know I can again." 

"I rather think..."

"What?"

"This is all far too complicated." He said, "I have wasted... enough of my life waiting for his approval. Perhaps I would be better, Unattached, with nothing to tie me down or distract me from my work."

"Wa-wasted?" my voice broke, "You- you don't mean that."

"...what other choice do I have?" he said fighting back his tears, "I am banned from seeing you, an engagement I have waited almost four years for called off, your own father called me an uneducated butcher he would never let near his daughter. Tell me... what am I to do?" He explained, "Hummm?"

"i- I-"

"He will never allow us to marry y/n. So why am I wasting my time."

"Y-You-You don't mean that..." I began tears flooding down my cheeks, "I- I thought you loved me..."

"...Of course I love you." He answered, "But if we cannot be together, the struggle will only bring us both pain." He explained stroking my cheek, "And I love you so much... I only want to see you happy, even if that means pleasing your father, and letting you... have a man... who isn't me." 

"I-I don't want a man who isn't you Jack."

"I know." He whispered, "I am sorry y/n. I really am sorry." He whispered as he wiped my tears, 

He pressed a soft kiss to my forehead shutting his eyes and letting his lips linger against my skin, but he pulled back not even baring to make eye contact as his hand slipped from mine, the rush of cold air against my skin without him there, and as he turned and walked away I felt like he had taken his scalpel and cut open my chest, taking my heart with him when he went. I wanted to run after him but I was paralysed, My tears flooded like a burst dam, my cries mad and hysterical, my breathing harsh and jagged as I desperately took in the air between my violent sobs, my legs went weak and my knees failed to let me fall to the dusty dirt. my violent cries echoed through the empty streets as I muttered or tried to call out. 

"No... No... No... Jack... Jack... Please... Please Jack, please... No please just come back... Just come back, please... Please... Come back, Jack..."

I tried to call his name, I begged him, I pleaded with him, I screamed out in utter desperation as my heart broke into a thousand pieces...

But it was too late... he was gone.