Dawn POV
A few weeks before Lacie was compelled by Stephen and I had sex with Jacob, I began receiving very strange visions and life like dreams. I knew that witches can sense things that neither humans, werewolves or vampires can sense. Its even possible to get calls from the grave. But I didn't think I ever would... or could.
I was going through my day like I usually do and suddenly I felt this pain that reached my soul. It was a deep routed pain and suddenly I appeared In the forest. I was gasping on the ground. I look around confused, my hands were grasping the dirt around me and my eyes were in shock. I heard the crinkle of leaves being stepped on...
"Who's there..."?
I get up shuddering.
Suddenly..
A girl appears before my eyes. I shriek in panic and try to run, but she kept appearing in front of me.
"Stop running..." . She says.
I look at her while breathing heavily.
"I am Davina Ezra.."
"What... Ezra... you are apart of Lacie's lineage".
She smiles. "Good your smart".
"What are you doing here?"
"I have a request... you see I was the witch that started this curse... I am the Ezra witch that went against my families wishes and married Stephen".
I gasp.
"So.. What do you need from me then?"
"Lacie is going through a hard time because of that man... he has tortured my family for centuries and I am through with it".
I nod.
"I want you to awaken the deep rage she has inside, she doesn't know how powerful she is.. She has witch and vampire blood. Not only is she powerful, but she is carrying something powerful too, she needs to be strong for whats coming up".
"What... Carrying something powerful? What does that have to do with me... ?"
"I want you to sleep with her boyfriend Jacob."
My eyes widen. "Jacob... no I can't do that, Lacie is my best friend, I won't do it"!!
Davina smiles at me.
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Teen FictionAs little girls we are told our princes will come. That we would be Beautiful,Smart and Kind. That we would have a Happily Ever After. But all of a sudden you're 16 crying at the top of your lungs with a box of tissues, so young yet so full of hate...