Chapter 4 - What do you Want?

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        I wake up with a panic of not knowing where I am, but with a quick look around the room I realize I am back in Woods Academy. I scrub my hands together and now I am clean, all showered and dressed. I stand up and walk out to the living room, it's the same, literally nothing has changed in the five years that I have been gone. 

"Do you want any food?" Someone asks from the kitchen,

"What?" I ask

"Are you hungry?" He asks again, I look in and see Casper.

"Ugh, what do you want?" I ask

"To talk" He replies putting some eggs on my plate and some toast appears with it.

"About?" I ponder

"Us, our past." He says, I take a seat as he does too.

"We never had a past, just a messed up friendship." I shovel a forkful of eggs into my mouth as he just watches me. "Eat, it creeps me out."

"I never liked Kate, I liked you." That is my breaking point I wave my hand in his face as he tries to talk. His mouth sticks together so he can't speak, he flips me off so I undue the spell.

"Asshole" he mutters

"What was that?" I ask

"Nothing, just testing out my vocal cords, you know?" He replies spooning food into his mouth, half the toast is gone and that is in his mouth too.

"You taught me that spell, so I just had to test it out." 

"Sure you did" He says with an eyeroll

"Hey, what's for breakfast?" Jessica asks coming into the kitchen

"Jess!" I yell

"Will?" She questions

"Yes, now give me a hug!"

        We hug it out and she tells me about Sydnee and Ferrell's kid, it's a baby girl.pictures 

Chelsea Kay Allen

        She is four years old and these are the pictures they took to send out, she resembles both of them so well! I called Sydnee and we are going to see them tomorrow, I just left Casper in the kitchen to clean up

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        She is four years old and these are the pictures they took to send out, she resembles both of them so well! I called Sydnee and we are going to see them tomorrow, I just left Casper in the kitchen to clean up. Anyways I walked into my sister's room, it feels weird to see her again. She is sitting on her bed writing in a notebook, I walk over and sit by her.

"Whatcha writing?" I ask

"Going over plans for the fight" She says with a shrug

"A fight?" I give her a look of confusion and she puts the book down.

"When you left I started a gang of Witches and Warlocks. To defend the town, we have been having other paranormal activity come in and try to take over." She says

"Well I can help, I have learned a lot and I even own my own business." I say proudly, but then I remember I want to go back to that life.

"Really? What do you do?" She asks

"I am an assassin, I kill people with my magic so there is no trace of me to be linked back." 

"I want to get in on that." She says with a smile on her face.

"Depends, can you kill someone with magic? Or can you just harm them?" I question

"I don't know how to kill but I know how to harm." She says

"Maybe you can harm them and then I can finish them off, you will only get ten percent of the pay because you don't do much."

"Okay, sounds good. Another thing is, I don't want you in the fight. I want no one to be killed or harmed. We are simply sending a message, any damage will eventually wear off." She shrugs

"Okay" My phone starts ringing in my pocket and I pull it out, I give my sister a look and I disappear outside.

"Yes?" I say

"I need you to help someone out, I will send you his address." Then the calls cuts off.

"Shit." I look up and realize I am sitting under the tree I used to pass when I went on runs with Casper with.

        I haven't went on a run since, I started going to the gym. Get in shape, look better, so my clients believe I can take down anyone. The only thing they don't know is that I am a witch, I don't need muscle or the ability to punch. But I learned it anyways in self defense, me being me, I have always been the attractive women. They thought I was defenseless, I didn't know how to protect myself.

        So when they asked if they could buy me a drink I would always agree, I would magically switch it to water, but it still looked like the drink they ordered. They would try to take me out of the club and I would refuse, and you know what they would do? Yank me out of there and try to force me into their cars, but the funny thing is they don't know what is coming for them.

"What are you doing out here?" I take the person by the arm and throw them over my shoulder, I soon realize it is just Casper.

"I am so sorry, you just snuck up on me and I just kicked in to defense mode." I rant as he sits there on the ground.

"It's fine, but where did you learn how to do that?" He asks

"I got a trainer, worked out, still do. I need it for what I do." I shrug and help him up.

"Wow, you have a really nice arm there."

"I hope I do." I tuck a piece of hair behind my ear and look at him, he leans in closer and pecks my cheek.

"I've missed you Willow." He then starts running off on the trail we made five years ago.

        I transport to him and I must have scared him because he trips over his own two feet and falls down. The bad thing about this is, he falls forward, onto me.

"Ow, you're heavy." I wheeze 

"Sorry, you scared me, I tripped and boom it just sorta happened."

"What was that back there?" I ask pointing towards my cheek.

"Uh, a kiss?"

"No, that was a peck. I don't do those, well unless you're my mother." I reply

"Well, sorry." He shrugs

        I grab him by the shoulders and slam my lips onto his, he grabs my arms and pulls me closer. I break the kiss thinking about my hookup back at my apartment. I have mixed feelings and I honestly don't want to mess with emotions at the moment.

"Sorry, I shouldn't have." I look down at my feet.


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