Witches Don't Burn, Silly

*giddy giggling*

There was a complete silence. Seth unwrapped himself from me and stood. I really messed up thinking that he would like me back. He starts to pace the room in front of me and I curl into an even smaller ball, I want to just disappear. I track him as he walks over to the dresser and grabs his ring.

"I- I will come back later." He states as he slips on that ring and leaves the room. I sigh to myself. Now what do I do? I might have just pushed away the only other person I could trust. I stare at the floor in front of me.

I start to play with my magic. Watching the flames dance around my fingers. It was relaxing to release this magical energy like this. I thought about how I needed to bathe but getting up sounded like a chore. I stared at the door to the bathing chamber and I wondered if I could get there without getting up.

I could turn invisible but could I teleport. My journal floated over to me and instead of the new notebook making me happy it brought me close to tears. I sighed and opened it to the next clean page, jotting down my hypothesis.

I stare at the open space. How would I get there is the question. I channel my magic into my hands, unsure and unsteady as I reach up. I waited for my magic to course through every inch of my body and as it reached my eyes I started to see even clearer. Fine veins of magic that ran through the air had me gasping in shock.

What is this? Magic of every color was flowing through the air. The strands of magic were as thin as hair and looked just as delicate. I watched as bits of it wrapped around my fingers. I gasped as the magic wrapped around my fingers and blended into the purple that is my magic. I take a deep breath as I grasp the magic, feeling it course through my body.

It felt ancient. Powerful. It was strangling me but at the same time it was welcoming me as if I've had this very magic coursing through me before. It felt like it was meant here in my veins coursing through me like my own blood.

I pinched the magic and tried to do what I wanted. Teleportation. I felt it click into place as if I had done this so many times before. I pulled and watched as a gap appeared in the space in front of me. On the other side of the hole was the bathing chamber. I reached through the hole, amazed that I could now touch the counter on the other side.

There was a light footstep outside of the door and I quickly closed the hole. Opening it made me oddly tired. I let my magic untangle itself from the magic that floated around me. I was so curious what this all meant. My eyes could no longer see the thin strands of magic but I could feel it buzzing on my skin now.

I quickly write down the whole experience in my journal even as the doorknob turns. I was successful in figuring out how to teleport. It only gave me more questions, though. Why is there so much magic in the air? Who does it belong to? I have so many questions.

Seth walks back into the room and pulls off his ring as he locks the door. I jump to my feet, ready to tell him about what I discovered but I fall silent when I see how pale his face is and I remember what I had just confessed earlier. I gripped my journal tightly in my hands as I looked at him. He stared back at me for a long moment before stepping closer to me.

"You know..." He sighs as he steps even closer to me. "When I met you for the first time, and you were eavesdropping on that group of women," his eyes meet mine with a sort of heaviness that takes my breath away, "and for some reason I had to talk to you. I could have just kept walking but something about you made me curious and I had to approach you." He pushes his dark curls out of his face the same motion he made when we first met. "I could tell you didn't like me, I had no idea why but instead of annoying me it intrigued me. You were so full of fire and I knew that you were no good that second I told you not to get involved and I watched you hide a smirk."

"Why are you saying all this?" I ask quietly. A part of me wanted to hear more. I wanted to understand.

"Because, I was so enthralled with you from the second I met you. Nothing about you was normal. You were a runaway girl that I should have dragged into custody to be taken back to your father but I didn't. That was my first time going against orders." He sighed and took a few more steps closer to me. "You held your head up high even though I could see the fear you were trying to hide. Then you showed up in that prison and put all the guards to sleep just to save some children you didn't even know. When you told me you were a witch I could feel my own opinions change."

"But why?" I push and he steps even closer, to the point where I had to tilt up my chin to look him in the eyes.

"Because I had watched you put the guards to sleep, you didn't raise a hand to hurt any of them. You put them in a restful sleep, so at odds with the stories I was forced to believe." He was looking at me so intensely with those golden brown eyes but I couldn't get myself to look away. "When I saw you use magic something in my head clicked, this was how the world is supposed to be. For some reason, I could feel every time you used magic on my skin like a light caress after that one time." I stared up at him in confusion. "It felt so alive, so right. The second you left I began running after you even though I was strictly ordered not to, but I had to know more about you. I had to see that kind and soft smile that you gave those children at least one more time." He sighed and closed his eyes, as if he was going back to that exact moment. "It looked so soft, so angelic and looking at you like that made me feel... different but right."

"Seth..."

"Shh." He whispers and presses a callused finger to my lips. "Just listen... please." I nod. "The more time I spend with you the more I feel like my whole life before meeting you was a white drenched lie. You opened my eyes. Seeing you, seeing your beauty, your kindness as you helped me on the coast, your love as you cared for those children, it made me realize just how wrong the world was and it made me want to swear to you that I would help you every second for the rest of our lives," he took a deep breath, "but I felt like there was more. It wasn't just attraction or friendship but it felt like... more."

"Seth, what do you mean by this?" I whisper carefully as his eyes meet mine again. His eyes looked pained as I stared up into them. I reached up and cupped his face. The action felt so simple yet so intimate and so... familiar.

"I'm- I'm not sure." He leaned into my hand and closed his eyes again. "Hearing that you liked me... made me feel strange." He grips the part of his shirt right above his magic. "Those words sounded so right but still not perfect."

"So..." He opened his eyes again and leaned in close to my face. Only a breath away from our lips brushing.

"So." He repeats my unsure word as I fumble for the words I wanted to follow it with. His hand brushes my cheek and my jaw before he grabs my chin and closes the small gap between us, pressing his lips to mine.

I felt something grow where my magic lay quietly. My magic ravaged through my whole body. Reaching and spreading to every corner, out of control as it reached out beyond me. I could feel his magic calling me, like a siren, ready to take me over the edge. Then everything snaps into place. He pulls away with a breath of shock.

"Mariposa... what is that?" He asks as we take in the gold thread that is now connecting our magic together. 

(I keep forgetting to post, please accept my apologies dear readers. iM trYiNg mY bEsT)