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♡•♡•♡•♡•♡•♡•♡•♡•♡•♡•♡"Rosie stop!" Harry grabbed my shoulders, holding me still as tears streamed down my face.
"I refuse to believe that Louis died. He's still alive I...I can feel it! I'd know if he was dead!"
"And if he is?" Harry whispered, bringing my face close to his. "He's still in hell, Rose."
I looked over at Liam and Niall - desperate for help. They looked at me in sadness. Niall shook his head ever so slightly.
"What about you?" I ripped away from Harry, walking up to Zayn. "Can't you bring him back?"
"I can't control anything in hell anymore, Rose." He whispered softly.
I shook my head, scoffing in disbelief. Louis can't be dead. There is no...us without him. He's a huge part of this team, without him we won't stand a chance.
Suddenly, it hit me. Edna slipping out of rooms, appearing suddenly. Always away, never with us anymore. I realized that she had taken that rag with some of my blood on it the other day.
Then I remembered the coffin. The one she made for Louis...
"That's it!" I gasped before sprinting downstairs, being followed by the others.
"What's it?" Niall asked as he quickly grabbed some Doritos off of the kitchen counter.
I slowly leaned the coffin up against the wall. It was suddenly really heavy. I dug my fingers under the lid, prying it open.
Louis fell from the coffin, onto my shoulder - making me gasp and Niall scream like a girl.
I held him tightly, afraid to drop him to the floor. He was coughing hard and wheezing. I sat him on a chair at the kitchen table, taking him in.
He had a large cut on the side of his face, blood was still trickling down his neck. There were also a few claw marks on his left arm.
He set his gun on the table before wiping his mouth off on his sleeve. Liam and Niall both looked at him with wide eyes.
"We thought you were..." Liam began quietly.
"Nah. Still alive."
"I don't understand." Harry grumbled in a deep whisper. "Why was he in the coffin?"
Louis looked up at me with a weak smirk. "Tell 'em, Rose. I know you've figured it out."
Everyone looked at me in confusion, even Zayn. I chewed on my bottom lip, staring down at Louis.
"Edna made that coffin. At the time, Louis and I thought it was just fun bickering. But she knew what was going to happen. She knew Louis wasn't going to make it so she made the coffin so he'd end up there to suffocate. She wanted to test my intelligence."
"Why would she do something like that?" Harry asked, looking from me to Zayn.
"Because Zayn betrayed Luci, he had to recruit someone else. Someone stronger."
"A witch." Zayn muttered with furrowed eyebrows. "Edna is a double spy."
"But that's not all." Louis coughed while motioning towards me. "Go on, Rose. Don't leave put the best part."
I inhaled sharply before looking down to my feet. I stared at my hands which were basically transparent now.
"Edna knew what was going to happen because she's a Clairvoyant...like me." I stared back at Harry with wide eyes. "She can see into the future and see others dreams, like me."
"Because there are no more witches." Liam chimed in with a stone cold face. "They all died off decades and decades ago...before Harry was even born."
"So if Edna isn't really a witch..." Zayn began, as if he were finally piecing the pieces together. "Then that means you can do whatever she can. Maybe even more."
I nodded slowly. "I can make potions...and spells. But I don't know how."
"We have to steal Edna's books." Louis concluded, standing to his feet. "We need a witch on our side."
"Clairvoyant." Liam and Niall both corrected him at the same time, making Louis' eyes roll.
"Uncle Louis!"
We all turned towards the doorway to see Darcy running to Louis, wrapping her arms around his legs.
"Oh god." He acted disgusted before picking her up and whispering, "Hello darling, I've missed you." Into her ear.
"Missed you too, uncle Louis!"
Edward stood by Harry, holding his stuffed dinasoir close to his chest. He was still in shock from everything that happened earlier.
Zayn grabbed my arm suddenly, making me gasp. We slowly walked out into the living room. He smiled at my foolishness before gesturing towards my hands.
"We gotta get that ring out of the drain before your whole arms disappear."
I nodded, turning my palms around to inspect them. "I suppose you're right."
He chuckled, shoving his hands into his pockets. Harry rushed into the room, making me look up at him questioningly.
"Edna is here."
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Ooooo left off on a cliffhanger lmao. I hope y'all liked this chapter and sorry I haven't been updating much, I've been kinda busy.
I'm getting surgery the 12th so I won't be able to update for a couple of days then.
Anyways, if you want, please go check out my brand new book Daddy's Home.<3
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