Salem Blackwood

Chapter 4:

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It was probably 8:00AM in the morning by the time I had made it back to the house, my body was sore with cuts and bruises; I had hoped that I could just sneak in and then call Blythe but the sight of two mustangs parked on the curb in front of the house.

“You have got to be shitting me,” I grumbled to myself, when do they ever go home and away from mine? I’m guessing never or something and it was starting to piss me off, I didn’t want to see their faces… maybe Ace’s… scratch that, never mind.

Opening the front door I looked around to see that no one was there, maybe they met up at the house and went to the park or something… hopefully they aren’t here. With a sigh I walked inside and peeled my shirt off, wincing at the pain that shot through me I frowned at the sight of my shirt; it was ripped up and pretty much just a bunch of shreds, looking down my pants had slits and cuts in them as well and I was beginning to hate the fact that I tend not to study spells because I’ve never seen the one that Brittany had used on me.

Pulling out my phone I read that I had several missed calls from Savannah as well as Jazmyne, I guess they probably had things to do today or something, with a shrug at the thought I dialed Blythe’s number.

“Are you alright? I just spoke with one of ‘them’ and they say your injured, we’re on our way right now,” Blythe spoke into the phone the moment she answered, with a groan I opened the cabinet up and took out the vodka bottle; I felt a bit grateful that one of the girls had put my tequila bottle back in because I can’t stand it when I accidentally leave the bottles out.

“I’m perfectly fine, did you know that someone tried to assassinate my mom?” I snorted with laughter leaving my lips, tipping the top of the bottle to my mouth I scrunched my face up in disgust at the nasty taste of the liquid that filled my mouth and went down my throat, leaving a burning feeling everywhere.

“Really? Who?” Savannah spoke from the other line and I guess I was on speaker and the girls were together… along with the guys.

“Her was Brittany, obviously mom disliked how much courage she had to do what she did, which means that witches are growing less and less afraid of her,” Explaining to Savy what type of woman I had encountered tonight, I felt a bit proud that there are actually witches plotting against my mom.

“”Really? Well we’re in front of the house now so Blythe can heal you,” Savannah sounded a bit happy at the sound of someone against my mother as well. Just as she said those words the front door opened and in came all three girls as well as the boys, I ignored the fact that I was in my bra because I’m pretty sure they’ve seen someone even more naked then this.

“Hey, so did anyone manage to find out a plan for the hunters?” I asked curiously, taking another swig of the drink in my hands; Blythe didn’t hesitate to grab me and lead me over to the couch in the living room.

“Wow, that looks like it hurt,” Jazmyne had a look of worry on her face as she took a seat on the couch in front of me, her chocolate brown curls fell down her shoulders as her eyes coffee eyes glinted strongly.

“It does hurt, when she did the spell on me it felt like a million needles stabbing through my skin and trying to break free,” I huffed, suddenly the bottle was snatched from my fingers and I was temporarily stunned that someone would actually dare take something so precious away from me.

“What the hell is wrong with you?!” My eyes swerved to look at the always handsome and dangerous looking man named Ace as he held the bottle up out of my reach.