The Witch's Devil (Complete)

Chapter 37, Invited

Ember's POV~

Feeling the warmth of the morning sun pour in from my windows. The light pulled me begrudgingly from my slumber. Groaning with displeasure at the pull to wake. Shuffling in the soft sheets— pumpkin, vanilla and cinnamon— fills my nose. Unencumbered by the weights of kitties surrounding me. Odd. Grumbling more, tossing and turning.

Forcing my eyes to stay shut. Hating the fact that once I'm awake I'll have to wash sheets. I went to bed with my makeup on. Helvete {Fuck me.} Shuffling more, my bed feels strangely much larger.

Then images of the night before flash. My eyes burst open. Cursing in my mind as I am shooting up in bed. This definitely wasn't my bed. Adrenaline rushes my heart rate to a spike. Breathing becomes increasingly more intense and difficult.

Sitting there I clutch the thick duvet in my hands. Looking around; staring at the floor-to-ceiling large windows allowing a wash of mauve hues to flood in, the raspberry sky, the neon blue sun with a pentagram on it, hex purple clouds, the howls of wind rushing past the glass. Sucking in breaths, I look down to the pearl white sheets taking on the glow from outside in. A sand tone blanket folded and stretched across the foot of the bed. Finding the dark grained wood post to the bed wrapped to vines with small glowing pink flowers. Trailing up to the deep emerald green princess canopy above my head. The flowers open glowing brighter like fireflies illuminating the room around. Matching emerald green ceiling to walls with white molding starting half way down.

Inching my body to the edge, I look downward to find a cool lilac marble floor, large plush rug, golden sand, nightstands and small tables in the same dark grained wood. A sitting area a little ways in front of a sleeping fireplace.

Plants I've never seen before or imagined outside of fairytale placed all around. One larger bulb head flower caught my eye. Strangely it appeared to have a face; two red dots like eyes, and its leafs folded over like a wicked evil smile. I must be seeing things, it must be something related to the pareidolia effect.

Letting out a deep breath, "You are just seeing things, Ember." I laugh hysterically, "There is no way." Just then the bulb moved, those red dots blinked, and that smile only grew. I screamed.

Throwing myself so far back I fell off the other side of the bed. With a loud thump of my head hitting the hard floor. The only saving grace to soften my fall, the plush rug.

My eyes so wide they hurt. Pulling my knees to my chest, pressing my back to the bed. My heart rate skyrockets amidst my thoughts trying to rationalize a plant, with ANATOMY! Running a hand through my hair.

"Am I dead! No, no no." Shutting my eyes tightly, murmuring to myself on repeating, "This can't be real. This can't be real."

Soon enough the doors to the room are slammed open with enough force to smack into the wall. The loud bang caused me to jump with a shriek. Frantic footsteps run in, and I hear him speak.

"Ember!" Alastor calls out my name. "Ember, are you okay! Where are you?"

Moving slowly, inch by inch, twisting my body so I'm on my knees. Peaking over the mattress just enough to see him. Standing there, looking around with fear in his eyes.He still worries about me? No, of course he does. I need to get out of my own head.

Alastor stood there with nothing but pajama pants on it seems. His eyes finally found mine, "Oh gods, Ember," he sucked in a breath, "Are you okay?" His muscles have grown more to define. Taking slow small steps towards me.

I don't speak. I can't find my words. Swallowing the large lump in my throat. I nod.

He stops short of the bed. Scanning the room once more, "No one came in or hurt you?" That question of his pricked at my heart.