On Love Potions and Charms (Slow Editing)

Chapter 5: Losing power... and sanity...

*Chapter Five*

(*‘-‘*) Annie's POV:

                I went home sluggish and tired, but feeling determined and strong. I have the perfect plan tomorrow! But I have to be careful too. Okay, here’s the plan. There’s going to be a dodge ball battle tomorrow and a lot of people would bring their own water bottles or tumblers during the game. I know very well that Vincent will bring one, and considering his devious and self-conceited attitude, he will have a special water bottle that only he can use. In that water bottle, I will pour the contents of my potion and when the time comes that he will drink from it, my plan will be a success! I’m a genius! What could ever go wrong?

                I realized that I was in front of the house already. I jumbled in my pocket for the key and fished it out. I unlocked the door and went in but not forgetting to lock it again. Mom always locks the door even though she’s in the house. After hearing a lot of crimes about houses getting robbed, she turned on her protective-mother switch and it has been like that ever since.

                I went first to the kitchen, hoping she’d be there and luckily, she was. She was peeling potatoes carefully with a kitchen knife and she looked a bit sad. I was confused on why she was looking like that. I moved closer to her and I think she heard me come in since she suddenly looked up from what she was doing and smiled. She looked happy now, but I know that she’s sad somewhere behind that smile.

                “Hey, mom.” I went to kiss her cheek, “What’s for dinner?”

                “Hi, sweetie. Oh, this? We’re going to have mashed potatoes tonight. I know how much you missed them.” She gave me another smile and continued on her work.

                “Oh. Umm… mom…” I should probably ask her about it. She looked up at me and beckoned for me to go on. Sure, my pleasure. “Why are you sad?”

                “Now why would you think of that?” She let out a short chuckle and continued peeling.

                “I saw how sad you looked like when I first went in. Mom, what’s wrong?” I placed my hands at hers. She stopped peeling and let the knife down. Suddenly, she was crying but she was forcing herself not to. What happened? What’s wrong? “Mom! What’s wrong?! Answer me, please!”

                She wiped her tears away and inhaled deep. She looked at me kindly and smiled again.

                “I lost it… Oh, Annie, I lost it…”

                Lost what? Their wedding ring? I looked at her fingers. Nope. The ring is still there. The necklace I gave her last Christmas? I looked at her neck. Nope. The necklace is still there. What did she lose? Wait! Did she mean…?

                “How did you found out? Are you sure?” I was panicking. This is bad. This is very, very bad.

                “I felt the feeling of separation from it. You feel it inside of you, moving away and disappear.” She patted my head, “So, I guess you’re the only one left.”

                “No! I don’t want that, mom!” I cried on her side. I was clutching her shirt so tight feeling that if I tighten my grasps, her powers might come back.

                “Don’t be like that, Annie. It’s okay. I don’t mind. Remember what I keep on telling you? Losing it is not important. Knowing that you used it for the greater good is.” She engulfed me in a hug and I continued crying. Really, Annie? Do you have to cry in every chapter? I stopped and think. I have to be stronger! I stopped crying and looked up at her. She wiped my tears away and said, “Annie, promise me that you won’t give up on your powers unless you have to, okay?”