imma conjure the light

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I sat awkwardly in the middle of the circle, the six other girls surrounding me and bowing to me as if I was some... King or God and they were begging me to take their sacrifice so I wouldn't wreck havoc on their village. Or whatever. It was odd. And I wasn't able to express my feelings of this... weirdness because I was told to sit as still as I could and be silent.

I was also ordered to keep my mind blank but that would be boring as fuck for both you and me, so if that costs me whatever benefits this will give me, I blame y'all.

Anyways, before I got here, Nico told me that this was to not only initiate me but give me some sort of magical awakening. Well, she put it as 'the opening of your third eye and your pathway towards the control of your spiritual energy.' Either way, it was supposed to help me. I guess.

I don't know, I really just wanted friends and a way to spend my time. Staying in my small ass dorm room or the fucking library was getting boring and old as hell. I just wanted to do something, so if Nico was like 'we're gonna go shoot up in the bathroom' I probably would've came with. Not to shoot up any drugs but to be a designated driver or something.

"My damn knees hurt." Raina mutters only to get shushed by Iliana and Nico.

From what I gathered so far was Iliana was the mother of the group, Nico was the eccentric leader, Nylah was the one I went to if I wanted to get into some shit, Raina was the unnecessarily blunt one, Haven was the innocent little child and Amorita was the wise one I should go to for some real ass advice and calming tea.

Amorita was bound to be my favorite. Same with Iliana, I love her protective motherly vibes. They make me feel all warm and shit. It's nice as fuck.

"Rise." Nico breathes and all the girls rise in unison, inhaling as they do so. "Keep your eyes closed." She says softly and I quickly close my eyes, swallowing some of my spit. What if I fucked it up cuz I had my eyes open? Damn, now I gotta fake this shit. "Dash?"

Then, a girl -Iliana I guess, I didn't know since my eyes are closed but she was the one Nico called so...- starts chanting something softly.

I felt... cold. And I couldn't hear the chanting anymore. I was just... sitting in darkness now, in the cold.

"Wavy." I whip my head in the direction of the voice. I don't like being in darkness with people I can't see. It puts me on edge and guess where the fuck I was? On the damn edge, you muthafucking right. "I love that nickname for you. Wavy. It fits."

I was pulled to my feet by (not a blob this time) a dark figure. It was like... when you're at your house, in the dark, laying on the couch and someone comes down the stairs, and you can see the outline of the body despite the darkness. That how it was. This figure was definitely a male, matching the deep voice.

"You truly are wavy. You make my heart feel like its crashing down into the waves after it got done skydiving."

"I'm... sorry?" I mutter to the figure, trying to search its... face, looking for more. Who is this??? What the fuck is going on? This wasn't the male blob from my dream this morning, that was for sure. I didn't know who this figure was, not to say that I knew who the dream blob from this morning was.

"No, it's... okay. I like it." He says, taking a step closer to me. "I... love it really." He says, leaning down.

"What are you doin?" I ask, looking up at the figure.

"Fuck, Kadijah!" The figure says, it's voice changing into something less smooth, more raspy. "I-I didn't-"

The blob from this morning.

"It's okay, ..." I say. But... who was this? I said a name, but I couldn't... hear it? Did I even say a name?

"I know you still like him and-"

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