In the Blood of a Witch

Chapter 6- Honey

Chapter 6- Honey.

My dreams were filled with darkness and pain.

There was no way to escape it. It was never ending. The farther I ran the darker it got, the more painful it became. I cried desperate pleas for somebody, anybody but no one came to my aid. I was alone in this dark place with no way of knowing how to get out.

My eyes finally found the light after what seemed like forever, but not intentionally of course. I had given up on that long ago. I was too tired and hurt to continue to search for a way out of the darkness but the way out had found me.

Lynus was standing over my body with a horrified expression written across his face. My throat ached, my body burned, my head throbbed. I sat up trying to soothe the many pains going through my body, but I was unsuccessful.

Lynus immediately jumped into a defensive position and it startled me.

“What are you doing?” I hissed.

“You were bitten,” was the only thing he could manage to say and instead of feeling the hatred disappear, I felt it increase.

I reached to my neck looking to confirm his words and I felt all the confirmation I needed when my fingers slid over the two tiny holes. I looked at Lynus and my head began to spin, tears spilled from my eyes as I remembered our conversation we had recently had.

“Maybe it’s because no matter how many good vampires exist I will still hate them all, I will still cringe at even the sight of them.”

Those had been Lynus’s exact words and now I was one of them. I put my hand to my mouth and shook my head trying to wake myself up from this terrible nightmare. The fear I saw in his eyes was enough to stop my heart from ever beating again, which was of course if it did beat.

“Don’t come near me,” he spat and I could hear the immediate rejection in his voice.

“I didn’t choose this Lynus. It was Bladeit! He wanted to hurt me, to hurt you. He is trying to tear us apart.”

I saw Carmina walk out from the woods towards me and Lynus, satisfaction spread across her face.

“Don’t think I didn’t see you kiss him last night Bristol.”

I gasped, “I would never!” I looked at Lynus, but he looked even angrier.

“You don’t believe that filthy blood-sucking witch do you?” Carmina cackled, “Oh the irony. You see because you are blood sucking and you are a witch, so frankly you have no room to talk. I do not even know how you lived through the change. Who’s the monster now Bristol?”

Lynus fled from the woods, running from me.

I did not blame him.

Carmina watched Lynus leave and after he was out of sight, she chuckled. “I guess you are.”

I looked at her trying to find the source of all her evil but the only thing I could see was the cold, brutal person she now was. She walked circles around me and even though I could have probably killed her in two seconds that was not what I wanted to do to my old best friend.

“You know, Bladeit wanted you dead. That’s why he turned you; he had no idea that you would make it through the change and become even more powerful than me.”

I laughed aloud “So that’s why you are acting like this. You are jealous. You are jealous that I kissed Bladeit, you are jealous because for once in your life I am more powerful than you.”

She stomped her foot and the ground shook beneath me. Maybe she was more powerful than I. “Jealous?” she hissed.

I swallowed the saliva building in my throat.

“Bristol, there is nothing to be jealous about. You are a spineless, self-centered baby. I feel horribly bad for you. Your family is so psychotic it is not even funny! Your own flesh and blood brother deserted you for me! Your father is ashamed of you and Lynus; he cannot stand to look at you. Why would I be jealous of that?”

Reality hit me; everything Carmina was saying was true. She knew just how to break me, to make me feel weak and hated. She knew how to make me believe that I was alone.

“I don’t know,” I whispered in defeat.

“I should kill you right now, you worthless piece of trash.”

I nodded my head “Go ahead.” I had given up, the battle I was supposed to be strong but I was not at all.

One sweet word from Bladeit, the ruler of all-evil, was enough to make my head spin and let down my guard. One harsh word from the ruler of all evils minion and I was ready to give up. I was spineless. I was worthless and weak.

“Pathetic,” Carmina spat in my face and I winced.

“This is not you Bristol,” the voice echoed inside of my head. I closed my eyes and mentally replied.

“I’m worn out, I am tired, and I am a vampire slash witch. I am a monster; therefore, there is no point in fighting back. I am a disappointment.”

When the voice replied, I realized it was Briliai’s very own. Shock overwhelmed me “Despite your beliefs Bristol, I haven’t left your side. I am your leader and I will always be your leader. Now stand up, we need you.” Her voice disappeared leaving behind a newfound strength.

I stood to my feet and I could feel my magic flowing around me, or maybe that was the vampire venom...I could not tell but whatever it was, it was strong and powerful. I launched myself at the unprepared Carmina and took pleasure in watching her fall on her butt.

I crouched over her helpless self and hissed, showing my newest addition, my fangs.

“I am not helpless; I am not pathetic or weak. I am not spineless and I am not a disappointment. I am Bristol Love Cromwell and you are dead.”

I watched the fear in her eyes as I said the last word and I would be lying if I said I did not enjoy it. I took her neck in my hands and stuck my fangs inside of the soft skin. Her blood was sweet, it tasted like honey and it quenched the ache in my throat.

I felt accomplished and replenished as I walked away from the flames engulfing her body with one thing and one thing only on my mind; killing Bladeit.