A Witch Thing

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I saw him. Edward. Or, at least a ghost of him.

Charlie was upset about me not spending time doing something normal or hanging out with friends, so I went with Jessica to spend time with her to please him. There were these motorcycle guys, I thought I knew them from someplace. I thought that Edward would come to my rescue if it was. That's when I saw him. He was telling me to turn back, to leave and go back with Jessica. But I didn't listen.

He wasn't real. I knew that. I didn't care. I needed to see him. If danger's what it took, that's what I'd find.

Elizabet sighed, worried about her friend. She muttered, "What the hell is she going to do?"

A little more time passed and the messages seemed less suicidal, more of a strange type of therapy. She started spending time with this boy, Jacob Black. Elizabet recognized the name from somewhere, but she didn't know where. She seemed to be getting better.

But there was a very, very reckless reason behind why she was hanging out with this friend, and Elizabet always kept that in mind. From what Bella told her, she and Jacob were going to spend time together to rebuild these motorcycles she'd gotten from the scrapyard and ride them when they were finished. She was doing it for the rush, for the danger, for Edward.

It could worried Elizabet to no end, but there wasn't much she could do about it now.

I never forgot my reason for doing what I was doing. But being with Jacob was a bigger perk than I expected.

But not even Jacob could keep the nightmares away. The terror, the loneliness.

I'm sorry I keep messaging you. I just need to know you were real...

Elizabet sighed and deleted the message, as usual. There would always be more and Elizabet would read them, worry over Bella, and destress with the witches or with the vampires.

As more time went on, she got more messages from Bella. Alice had learned to just try and block them out, knowing she'd get more. Elizabet, on the other hand, cared way more than she should about making sure her friend was okay. Then she got this note and started to worry again:

I was more afraid of the hole in my chest than I was of bears. Without Jacob, I needed Edward more than ever... I needed to know he existed. There was only one place I might find him, or the feeling of him...

That's when I found someone I didn't think I would. Laurent was there. He was going to kill me. For some reason, I thought it would be better that way. Maybe I'd see Edward again. Then I was just terrified.

And then these giant wolves appeared.

I knew the wolves were dangerous, but there was something worse. Victoria.

If she came after me, Charlie would try to protect me, and he'd die. If I was going to lose someone, I need to know why.

Elizabet stopped reading the message when she saw Laurent's name. Her mouth opened slightly as her brain swarmed.

Laurent was there? How was Laurent there? Why was he trying to kill Bella?

All of these questions formed in her head as she tried to sort through them all. She was so confused.

Then she saw Victoria's name and knew that things were getting bad. If Victoria was lurking around Bella, she was intending on doing something to her. She would wait her time.

But how long was that?

Elizabet didn't even know when Victoria would come after her. How much time did either of them have left before they were both dead?

She swallowed and went to delete the message, hesitating for a moment, before pressing the button.

And all too suddenly, the messages didn't come. She would wait, but Bella didn't send another email. Elizabet began to grow even more worried.

So she went to Romina. She asked her, "Mother, do you know of a way to put a sort of...protection spell over someone? Not in person?"

Romina thought for a moment and nodded, "Yes, I should. Ronin." Her bird over down to her from his perch in the living room with the other witches. He perched on her shoulder and she told him, "Get me my grimoire, dear."

Ronin crowed and flew away, coming back only a moment later with the book in his talons. Romina took it graciously and flipped through it while Elizabet patiently waited. When she found it, she spoke again, "Aha! Here's one. It places a protection spell against a specific person, but it's bound to a belonging of theirs that was given by the witch. Do you have one?"

Elizabet nodded, remembering the bracelet she'd given Bella. She'd felt it pulse a couple of times over the past month, but the spell was only a warning that she was in trouble, it wasn't a warning that she'd been actively injured or hurt. If she was, the magic in the bracelet would have been felt fading through Elizabet since it was her magic.

She spoke, "Yes! I gave it to her for her birthday a few months ago. I highly doubt she would have taken it off."

Romina looked through the spell and then said, "When you chant these words, focus on the object and the person you are protecting against. These are the ingredients you need are listed right here. To seal the magic inside of that object, spill three drops of blood over the ingredients and it will be complete."

She closed the book and asked, "Why exactly do you need it?"

Elizabet simply said, "Bella." Romina understood. She'd heard a little bit about the situation when she visited the Cullens in New York and knew what the deal was with her. She nodded, "Well, good luck on that spell. You're already one of my greatest witches, I know you'll do well."

"I'm what?" Elizabet asked.

Romina smiled, "You didn't know? How could you not know? You are one of my greatest witches, Elizabet. There's a reason I had Mariah, Celene, and Eileen help to train you. Out of everyone here, you four are my greatest witches. You knew spells I knew when I started out when you first came. Now you and the girls, who have been training almost their whole lives, are on the same level." She stopped to think, "Actually, you may be a little higher, maybe a little higher than Eileen."

Elizabet found this as a true surprise. She had only been actually studying magic for a little over a year and she was on a higher level than Eileen? The second best witch in New Orleans? (Next to Romina, of course.)

She smiled said, "I didn't know that."

Jasper came over from his conversation with one of the warlocks and said, "That's what I've been telling her and she hasn't believed me yet." He smiled at her and Elizabet smiled back. She shook her head and said, "I should get to this spell, I feel like it's going to be really important soon."

Romina nodded and excused Elizabet to one of the spell rooms to perform her spell.

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