Kicking at the trees until her legs were sore, [Name] grunted with each punch and throw. Harold watched from afar with his arms crossed. He had no idea what had her so mad all of a sudden, but he knew it was bad. He had never seen her so furious at a tree.
"Can we go home now, [Name]? The surface has a certain stench, and I'd rather not smell it." He sighed, his eyes weary as he watched [Name] continue to punch into the tree until it eventually cracked.
She spoke while she panted. "Yeah..let's go." She huffed out softly as she wiped the salty sweat from her brow to keep her hair from sticking to her. She didn't care much for the heat on the surface either.
Harold watched as his daughter brushed past him, clearly enraged by something she wouldn't discuss. "We have another lesson today. You're progressing very quickly." He tried to smile to see her smile back.
What happened to her?
She didn't turn to face him. She kept her back to him. "I don't want to pursue magic anymore."
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"Dad, please." [Name] groaned. She had been bedridden for almost three days. Harold wouldn't let her out of his sight. She hadn't seen him this anxious in a while.
"I'm fine. I swear." She groaned, leaning her head back. She had watched the same five re-runs of Dance Moms and she was exhausted. It was either Dance Moms or jigsaw puzzles. She'd jump off a bridge if Harold handed her one more sudoku.
All she wanted to think of was Julie. Her fantasies of her kept her sane. When she slept, she prayed she'd have a dream of Julie. Even when she wasn't sleeping, she prayed to whatever god would listen that she could see Julie again.
"Why does she love him?" She suddenly blurted out to her father. Harold, who was leaning over the counter making soup, went frozen. "I...I'm not the person to ask. I have no experience in love." He muttered.
[Name] saw through the bullshit. "Come on, Dad, I know you and Thymia are a thing. She came out of your bedroom the other night to check on me."
"Could you at least try to make an effort? I'm sick of feeling like we're on different planets when we're around each other." She leaned her head back, cracking her back against the armrest.
Harold took a long pause, pursing his lips together. "...Why are you and Walden so distant?"
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Julie did her best to hide away all of her darkest thoughts after what happened with Walden. She was living back in the garden with her cramped family, with Ophelia still with Walden, sitting idly in the bathtub.
She didn't know how she felt about it. Ophelia and Walden were always close, though, and Julie knew better than to separate them.
What was bothering her the most was how quiet Julianne was. She hadn't seen her or heard her hollow voice since [Name] was devoured. Did that mean that now [Name] had Julianne in her head?
"Tell me you're still here, Julianne." She regrettably called out, leaning back against the porcelain rim of the bathtub.
The silence was loud enough to throw her off-guard when a vase fell down, shattering into shanks of glass, like a thunderstorm of diamonds.
She was unbelievably relieved. This meant that [Name] was safe and out of Julianne's clutches.
"Will you talk nicely to me?" Julianne's voice overlapped with any other sound in the bathroom. Julie thought for a moment, closing her eyes to feel more at ease in the water. She bathed to relax, after all. "Sure. Fine." She huffed out, the steam on her body blowing away with the exhale.
"Will you trust the world of an old witch?" Though her eyes weren't open, Julie could feel Julianne's cold presence and could smell her dead scent.
"...Yes," Julie said yes because no matter how cruel Julianne could be, she still helped her get away from Walden.
"Good pet." Julianne's cold claws gripped Julie's shoulders to give her a chilling rub. She jerked away from the sensation. "You said trust, not touch."
With a hum, Julianne retreated. "You're falling for her, Julie. You're falling badly."
"You like how she thinks of you first, how she puts you first, how she'd do anything for you." She tilted her inky head. Finally, Julie opened her eyes. "Unlike Walden, mm?"
Julie let out a prolonged sigh as she ran her fingers along her forehead. "And you really think she'd want to be with me when all I can give her is my baggage?"
Julianne only laughed. "Why not take advantage of it?" That pissed Julie off a little too much. She took her razor, splashing and shifting in the water before the razor was pressed against Julianne's inky throat.
"Don't ever talk about her like that. She deserves so much better, I will not drag her down with me." She snarled. Julianne didn't even flinch. "You already are, pet."
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"Wait, what?" [Name] flinched at her father's question. "I said, why are you and Walden so distant?"
She gulped. What would Walden do if he found out she told Harold? Shit, he's probably already fuming at her for making out with his wife.
Why did she have to live her life in fear of Walden? Why did he get to have that power?
"...He...hit me. Badly. He started choking me, shit was getting heavy, and he told me not to tell you or he'd finish the job." She explained briefly. "I just went to cheer him up." She grumbled, remembering the stain of a memory.
Harold went frozen again, rage coursing through him. "All this time...you've been scared of him, and I sent you off to work for him.." He couldn't even be mad at Walden right now. He was just mad at himself for not protecting his daughter.
He silently stepped away from the soup, sitting beside [Name] on the couch. "I'm so sorry, [Name]. For everything." He looked at her with more sorrow in his eyes than anything she'd ever seen.
"I..I did not know how to be a parent when I saw you. I even struggled to find a name for you." He recalled, and faintly, so did she.
"You were a little girl with no name, all alone, I just knew I could never ever see you hurt again. It would kill me to see that." His eyebrows arched back at the memory. Even [Name] was heart-struck to see her father in such a state.
"Thank you so much for letting me be your father. Please, please let me try to do better." He glanced back at her with tears in his eyes. [Name] had never seen him cry. He took his large crimson hand in hers, squeezing tightly. Without words, they sat in peaceful silence together.
Somehow, it was that moment that [Name] figured out what to do.
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