Chapter 19: The Charm

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Samantha

I had to go back and find Allen. I didn't know what had happened, but something was very wrong. I couldn't believe my sister told her daughter to attack me. And why would Samirah leave? The last thing Donna told me to do was to look after her daughter. I had to find Samirah. I wasn't sure if this was just a game because she couldn't cope with her mother passing, or maybe she thought I would give her up eventually. Whatever the case, I needed to find her soon. Emotional children with magic is a complete nightmare.

Allen's place wasn't far from here, maybe a 20 minute walk. I decided to hail a taxi from the street. I didn't have any money on me, but I had faith in my looks. I could dope a guy into giving me a free ride. I didn't need magic for this.

I stood by the street, waiting for some cars to pass by, and I got a bad feeling. Like paranoia. I starting looking over my shoulder a little, even though I knew the park was empty. My magic may have been gone, but I still felt connections to it and the magical world, just like someone might feel phantom pains in missing limbs.
For some odd reason, I felt like I was in danger.

My heartbeat sped up without my control. I got a little sweaty and twitchy. It was making me nervous. By the time someone did slow down to offer me a ride, I was too suspicious to get into it. "No thanks, I was waiting on someone." I lied to a person who asked if I needed help.
"Alright, but it'll be dark soon, so be careful out here." he said as he pulled off, with his children eyeing me awkwardly from the backseat. The man had his children in the car, and here I am about to have a panic attack. I needed to focus and get back to Allen's place. I decided to walk.

The strange sensation didn't leave me after I started to walk. If anything, it increased. I started walking a little faster, and the bugs were no help. Mosquitoes attaching themselves to my arms and flies buzzing around my ear. This is why I hated the summertime. They were such a nuisance that I went from walking to jogging. As I jogged, I started thinking about what could be causing this fear. Why did it feel like someone was coming after me?

I stopped for a break at a gas station, went inside, and used the restroom. I grabbed a Gatorade, a bag of chips and some jolly ranchers because I knew some guy would offer to pay for it. After one did, I thanked him and quickly went outside.

Paranoid thoughts filled my head, and I started to think that the guy that paid for the stuff might come after me and ask for a favor.

"Hey, lady! Excuse me!" I overreacted. I took off running from the store, heading straight for the street. Then, there was a flash of purple light behind me, and I was tackled as soon as I made it across the street.

"What the hell are you running from?" asked Allen.
He rolled off of me and helped. "Oh my god, finally." I hugged him tight. "Samirah is out of control. She-"
"Hold on," he put his hand up and closed his eyes. "We have a bigger problem."

At first I didn't understand it, but then I realized. My feeling of danger didn't stop after he appeared. I was still in trouble.
"What are you doing to her? Where did you come from?!" screamed the man that paid for my food. Allen turned towards him, with a bored look in his eye.

"I know you heard me." the man demanded. "Let her go."
He grabbed Allen's shoulder. Hard.
Allen's body grew hot. Extremely hot. "Allen," I whispered. "Don't do anything you'd regret."
The man's eyes glowed yellow, and he froze.

"Fine. Let's go." Allen moved away from the man, who stayed petrified. "I have to get you out of here."

Allen

In a flash of grey, we were back in my place. I had to explain what was happening, and quickly. She had something to tell me about Samirah, so I let her go first.
"Where is she? What happened?"
"Samirah ran away from me at the park."
"What did you do?"
"Nothing! Everything was going fine. One minute she was playing with some kids and the next minute she disappears, the kids disappear, and shadows fly across the park."

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