Conjure

Chapter 1 'DEATH'

Whimpering is all I can hear in the next room. My sister crying over our mothers lifeless body. I'm sitting on the floor outside of the room feeling warm tears rushing down my cheeks, and I can't help but think. Why did she die? It's the same question everyone asks when someone they love dies. But it's all I'm thinking about now. There are doctors slowly stepping out of her room and glance down at me saying that 'she was finally at piece.' I don't believe them. Piece doesn't really come to our kind unless we use our gifts for certain actions. Mom did not pursue those actions so now she's either stuck in limbo or trapped in hell.
"Cassandra?" One of the doctors ask,
I look up at them still having tears rush down my face.
"I'm very sorry for this loss Ms. Hart."
That's all they could get out before they went back into the room and called someone to take away her corpse.
An hour had passed before the body was escorted out of the house. It was weird, not being able to feel her aura anymore. Mom had a strong aura, very colorful and strong. I hated not feeling it, I'm sure my sister couldn't feel it either. Daniella was more interested in auras than I am, but all of us witches are different in our craft. Which is why mom isn't 'resting in piece' she never used her gifts for any special kind of good just neutral stuff.
I stand up and manage to step my way into the bedroom where my mother had been and I see Daniella sitting on moms bed neatly made and she was just... Meditating, harder than normal. I got the gut feeling of worry but I guess this is what she would do in this situation. Meditating to solve her problems, as if it helps it just drains your energy at least my energy anyways.
"Dani..?" I say walking towards her.
"Shh, can't you see I'm busy" she says sniffling.
"Well frankly Danielle our mother just died and I don't fucking care, I want you to talk to me about what we're gonna do."
She opened her eyes and gave me a look with her eyes still illuminated with her bright lavender, I watched them fade back to her usual hazel color while she stated at me.
"There's not much to talk about Cassandra..."
"Well then I guess I'll leave you to soak up your depression, I really wanted to mourn with my little sister cause you know, our mother just passed not 4 hours ago." I say with my voice breaking.
I head for the door, my face buried in my palms.
"Wait!" She says quickly while jumping up and grabbing my shoulder, twisting me around, and then hugging me.
"Let's try and keep things together until the funeral and then we will ok?"
I sniffle and hug her back
"Yeah let's try. Until then we need to do something distracting."
"Well first we need to plan the funeral and send out notice to all of our relatives."
"All of them?" I chuckle,
"Yes all of them." She chuckles back at me as she backs away.
"Well time to get that damned address book her and Grams left lying around."
I force a laugh and walk downstairs with her.
"It's around here someplace, where ever the hell she left it."
I open drawers in the kitchen and thumb through useless clutter on the counter before I hear Dani call out from across the house,
"Found it!"
"Where in the hell was that blasted thing?" I yell back,
"On the desk in the study." She said with a sing songy voice and a giggle,
"Well time to go through the pain of inviting the 'clan'." I sighed
We flipped through the thin book of names, addresses, and numbers of family, friends, and companies. We started with all of the close family that we knew were close to us, then close friends, then the hard part. Family that only mom and grams knew. This was difficult, not because Dani and I didn't know them personally but because our family has a very wide variety of witches, warlocks, and gods know what else. This was going to be very tricky but if they were family and liked my mother then they would show up, not everyone like our side of the family. Our strand of witches are gifted in more than one 'class' if you will, but each of are more gifted in one 'class' than any other Daniella's is spiritual connection which is why she meditates so well, mine is conjuring meaning I can use powerful spells to my advantage, and moms was telekinesis she could move objects and even people with her mind she could even use her power to make active casts backfire, which was amazing to see in person. God I miss her...
After boring hours and hours of calling relatives and friends we finally left home to travel to the same funeral home that we had grams' funeral. We had close connections with the people who ran it so we were allowed to speak to them about our Witch heritage to them. They were upset to hear that our mother had passed but they knew how to cope and get over death quickly, they did after all run a funeral service. They knew how to dress her and how we were going to bury her. They also buried our grandmother. She was cremated and so will our mother and so will Dani and me and future generations ahead of us, if we don't become extinct.
After a few days or so has passed Dani and I were ready for the funeral. We had prepared ourselves for this but we both know it wouldn't do us any good. Being surrounded by our family and friends filling the room with depressing vibes. Daniella won't last very long, she'll pick up on everyone's vibes and breakdown. I'll end up seeing mom in the casket and freak out and tears will be my only answer. Thank god for water proof makeup.
We arrive early to the funeral to greet everyone arriving later, the doors are locked to the room with moms body, they unlock the doors after some other guests have appeared. I'm scared, sad, and extremely pissed off, I don't know why I just am. It's funny, I haven't felt all of these at once before. It's... Different. So strange.
I glance at Dani she's in a tranced form of meditation, it's kind of like being on auto pilot while your deep in thought. She won't be that way long after the rest of the family had showed up. The first ones to show up were our gothic warlock strand of family already looking glum but they always have looked depressed no matter the occasion. They walk up to us and I brush my light brown hair behind my ear and they reach out for a sympathetic embrace, now THAT was insane, they never become physical towards anybody, they barley have physical action with each other. I got a glimpse of Dani and she looked just as surprised as I was, she was no longer able to meditate because within that 5 minute group hug almost everyone else had showed up which means the doors had been unlocked and everything was going to get 100 times more depressing. Death is bitch.
Since we were closest in relation we got to sit farther up front so we could see the casket better. I don't know why that's a thing for funerals, as if the family wasn't depressed enough about death. The eulogy starts and that's when I know she's for sure gone. Tears stream out of my face like rushing river, unstoppable, and Dani, poor poor Dani, sobbed so much to wear at one point I had to carry her out of the room with the help of a good friend of the family, well at least to me.
"No! No! No!"
Dani wailed as we pulled her out of the depressing room
"Nate help me out here please!"
I motion towards him as he rushed to us to help comfort and carry Dani. As the door closed behind us I could instantly tell that Dani was better, the wailing and hard sobbing stopped,
"Dani?" Nate and I said almost in unison.
"You better?" I grab her shoulder
She sniffed and rubbed the tears away from her face.
"Yeah, much better thanks," she gave a light shrug,
"I just don't know what we'll do without her." She hugged me and burrowed her face into my shoulder.
"I guess we should head back in there." Nate motioned towards the door.
"You think you can make it?" I ask Dani
She nodded and grabbed my hand then proceeded to walk towards the door where everyone was sitting we swung the doors open to see everyone staring at as as we made our way back to our seats. We sat in silence for the rest of the eulogy and for some time after.