Shrines, Signs, and Wines

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Anais, enraged with the news, stormed off to confront the alleged father. But before gaining any traction Lilly stops her and tells her to not do anything yet, because she does not know whether or not to keep the baby. Enraged further that Lilly even considers keeping the meatheads child, Anais sighs in frustration.

"At least let me yell at him before he gets away." Anais said pleadingly.

Lilly shoots her a panicked look. "Don't tell him!"

"I won't, I'm just gonna yell at him. I always do that even without a viable reason to, he'd think it's normal." Anais notices the worried expression still residing on her friend's face. "I will not tell him Lilly, I swear." Lilly eases a bit and lets Anais go to further berate Chad.

*

Chad, standing in front of the urinal, was caught off guard by the sudden push from behind by Anais.

"The fuck was that for?" Chad said, hastily fixing his pants and staring incredulously at Anais.

"You're in the goddamned men's room, and you broke my vibe bitch! The fuck do you want?!"

Anais stared at the jock, seething with anger, her olive skin glowing a light red.

"You are so damn unbelievable; The fuck is your problem?!" Anais yelled causing Chad to stare at her unbelievably.

Chad scoffs, "I could ask you the same question, what did I do this time hot topic?"

"Are you happy with yourself?! Always going around fucking any desperate person with a hole for you to stick your bread stick in? Don't you even care about those girl's feelings or are you just playing them? Your mother must be so fucking proud of you!" Anais, finishing her rant, had a disgusted expression adorned on her face, but it was suddenly replaced with a look of shock and confusion when she sees Chad red with anger.

The furious jock walks up to the bewildered goth until he was a skyscraper looking down at the earth. "Don't you dare bring my mother into this." Chad seethed. "Damn women! You're all just the same; fucking desperate, groveling whores who can't do jack shit without a man and you're no different. I suggest you shut your mouth before I make you learn your place bitch."

Anais watched as Chad storm off in a rage, out of the bathroom, silenced by his emotional display. A cough was then heard from the back of the room. As Anais faced the culprit all she saw was the damn janitor that had come out from his stall.

The poor guy, having had witnessed the whole ordeal, avoided Anais's irritated look, "Uhhh... you good?"

Anais groaned and hurriedly left the bathroom. 'Fuck this, I'm going home'

*

When she finally arrived home, she was shocked to see her parent's cars in the driveway. But, wasn't surprised to see them moving around and ignoring her. It wasn't even a minute before she saw her dad zoom past her and drive out in his car to god knows where.

"Hello, Mother." Anais said, after waiting a solid 5 minutes for her mother to realize that she was there.

"Hmm, oh hi." Her mother said not paying any attention to her daughter and continuing to grab binders and folders from her desk. Seeing no point in waiting there any further, Anais went upstairs to her room but stopped at the stairwell to take a look back at her parent. The only thing she seemed to have received from them was her dark hair.

Getting to her room, Anais couldn't shake the feeling of anger and frustration towards the Wheat Thin known as Chad Johnson for his sickening rant. She also couldn't understand why Lily would keep the damn baby, there was no way Chad was father material or at the very least a human being. He would probably be fucking a tramp during the procedure or even abandon her like an emotionless bastard. No, she wasn't going to let this slide. Chad Johnson needed to experience some pain for everything that he has done. Kicking off her shoes, Anais ran towards her wardrobe pushing all of her clothes out to reveal her shrine; filled with candles, chalices, and stones. Pulling them all out, she began preparing herself to curse Chad.

Taking five candles, she placed them at the edges of her carved pentagram, a chalice of red wine above it, and slabs of meat, herbs, and bones to the side. Looking carefully at her book, Anais searched for any spell to curse her enemy and there it was - a retribution spell. Scrabbled on the old page was a shabby description of causing the targeted to experience punishment in proportion to their crime.

Taking a match, she lit each candle accordingly and with a knife she slit her hand, letting blood stream down her fist and into the wine. Without thinking she took her hand into the blood mix and slathered it onto the pentagram painting the symbol of Venus and Chad Andrew Johnson's name on top of that. Then, grabbing a piece of beef in one hand and a rose in another she began to recite the spell.

"Amor. Amor. Id invocabo!" She began to yell at the air while a storm brewed just outside her house where thunder began to sound.

"Ex corpus et animum ab imis!" She shouted taking the rose and piercing the meat with its thorn. The thunder booming through the house now with rain striking and thrashing at the window sill.

"Et hoc vult post me omne verbum!" Anais announced, beginning to crush the meat through her hands just before slamming it into the pentagram.

"Donec sit finis desiderii animae!" She screamed before taking a sharp bone and stabbing it into the beef before one louder boom of thunder shook the house. The lights had sparked off and the candles flickered out leaving only a heavy breathing Anais. 

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