Broken Arrow

Chapter 7 - Angels

Charlie's fingertips slightly brush against the brown envelope as she picks it up from the coffee table and she examines it closely, her name is not scribbled on the front as she had expected, her left hand trembles as she starts to pull the envelope open. Once open, Charlie pours the contents into the palm of her left hand, she gasps.

The item that lays in the palm of her hand is the choker she was wearing in her dream last night, the silver bow and arrow charm glistens from the sunlight and pours into the living room, the velvet is soft on her fingers. Shocked by the memory, she throws the necklace onto the coffee table. Her body shaking as she sits back on the sofa.

"I've seen this before." She mutters.

Gabriel's eyes widen. "Where have you seen this Charlie?" He questions. She looks up at him and explains in detail the dream, panic grips her mind tightly as she relives it. Michael clears his throat after she had finished talking.

"And you never experienced this dream before?" He asks, Charlie nods in reply. "Does Nina still live in The Town?"

"Yes she does." Clive responds.

"Who is Nina?" Charlie questions.

"She is a witch, a powerful one at that. She put a spell on you when you was three years old to prevent these dreams from happening. The spell must of worn off when you turned twenty-one." Michael explains softly.

Charlie chuckles. "You expect me to believe there is a witch living in Rosewater?"

"I don't expect you to Charlie, but there is." He pauses and turns to Gabriel. "Call Nina and ask her to come here immediately, you best get Oliver Knight here too.

"Oliver? How do you know Oliver?" Charlie questions suddenly. Michael ignores her question and starts to type on his phone. "Answer me for fucks sake!" She shouts.

"Charlotte Ashley Hert!" Phil exclaims causing Charlie to cringe at the sound of her full name. "That is no language to use in front of guests. Clive and I did not raise you to be disrespectful."

"Oh I am sorry Phil, but in case you have not noticed, I am a little stressed!" She shouts and jumps up from her seat, Clive reacts quickly by standing between them both and looks in Phil's eyes.

"Let her speak Phil, let her get it out." He mutters. "Tell us why you are stressed Lottie."

Charlie scoffs. "Where to fucking begin Clive, I have an essay to work on, a dance routine to plan for that poxy show, two strangers have come to our home and handed me a necklace I had a nightmare about, they are speaking of witches in Rosewater, they know my best friend and won't tell me how, oh and not to mention they have told me my mum is dead!" She pauses and her mouth gapes open, fresh tears spill down her eyes. "My mum is dead..." she trails off and falls back on the sofa, her head buried in her hands.

"Lottie.." Clive trails off as his niece lets out a heart-breaking sob. The realization of her mothers sudden death has hit her, and her emotions batter her small frame. Clive sits next to her and holds her close as his own tears fall.

Phil turns around to Michael and Gabriel who are watching Clive and Charlie closely. "Get Oliver here now, she needs him." He orders and Gabriel nods as he lifts the phone to his ear.

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"Michael, it's been too long." Nina's voice is like velvet just like her hands as Michael shakes her right one. Her vibrant red hair is pinned into a tight bun on the top of her head which compliments her dark skin tone and hazel eyes. "And to what do I owe the pleasure of being here?" She questions while arching her tidy eyebrow.