Chapter 9

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Sarahs POV

Knocking on my door at 9:00 who the hell woke me up from my beauty sleep I groan

Going down my spiral stairs I open the door to nothing no person to be seen but there was a package with my name spelt across it 

Walking back up to my room silently as possible trying not to wake my Mum I shut  my door sitting on my bed Iopen the package its a book with fancy writting saying For The Child ok weird book name

inside the  book was something I never expected Witch Spells

-Protection Spells

-Summoning Spells

-Illusion Spells

-Attraction Spells

-Dark Magic

I read as much as I can soaking in all this new information before I remembered about seeing Lucas today 

I felt confident by my choice I was going to choose to get to know Lucas first, he seems kind and caring unlike Jake who not to mention is ruthless and selfish.

Having a little skip to my step I made breakfast for my Mum which I never do by the way. Leaving a note to her saying ill be back at noon I felt butterfllies on the thought of seeing Lucas.

Maybe my dream was right I do belong with Lucas, Wait shit my dream the whole whichy woo thing ah well Ill deal with it later.

Driving to Lucas's house and I know his address because I kind of stalked him on social media. But this is an important matter so I don't count as a stalker.

Knocking on the door I meet with Lucas who is frowning at my apperence, acting as if he was stressed about something  before I came I ask "Can we talk?"

"Yeah of course come in" he smiles ok weird total mood swings PMS much

"Lets go to my room its really busy down here" he points up the stairs

looking around there is not a soul to be seen shaking off the weird feeling Im getting from this I follow him. Thinking about all the bad things that have happened to me over the month I think back to the dream.

If I was a witch, which im clearly not, I could be like Bonnie Bennett who like senses danger like I get the chills everytime before something bad happens which is probably not true.

Walking into his room its pitch black "Lucas" i whisper yell  maybe I walked into the wrong room before I walk out I see golden eyes glowing in the dark screaming is all I can do running to the door I bang on it.

All a sudden I hit a soft surface its a bed hearing clothes drop and then a belt I scream "Lucas" i croak out "what are you doing" no response yet again all I can see is his eyes which is scaring me even more

He grabs my wrists clicking them above me to the headboard 

stripping me I scream "LUCAS WHAT ARE YOU DOING"

(SKIPPING THE RAPE BIT because thats a bit intense)

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The sun cracks through the windows I look around Im in Lucas's bed the events from last night make me paranoid on where he is 

Looking to my left Lucas is sleeping there relaxed while my hands are tied to the back of the bed shit shaking my hands the entire bed moves recieving a groan from Lucas staying still as possible before he goes back to sleep I let out a breath I didn't even know I was holding 

Im hopeless I have watched so many mvies where the girl gets taken but never pay attention until she gets saved 

"Your a witch" a voice says in my head

 remembering one of the spells from yesterday the protection one 

"Fire burns life fire brings danger but when im in struggle let fire be my light" I whisper chanting I feel the rope loosen 

"Fire burns life fire brings danger but when im in struggle let fire be my light" I say a bit louder staring at Lucas making sure I dont wake him the rope sets fire burning my wrists i wince 

Rubbing my wrists i slowly I lift my self from his bed creeping over to the door a creek fills the room shit I feel cold sweat cover my body as I start to shake trying to open the door pushing the door open I sprint down the never ending stairs 

Opening the front door the cold air burns my face seeing my car I sprint  over to it fumbling with the door again I hop in the keys are still in the ignition from yesterday 

Parking in front of my house its still early about 5:45 AM. Running inside grabbing clothes, my books my stash of  spair money I write a note to my Mom

Dear Mom,

Its not your fault I left but for a totally different reason please dont come looking for me. You were the best Mum any Daughter could wish for. I will come find you when im ready.

Love, Sarah.

Tears swell in my eyes its for the best Sarah no danger can come to her now keep going our strong I repeat to myself

Grabbing my bags i run  back to my car driving to some place I dont even know just away from these people who ruined my life




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