In the Blood of a Witch

Chapter 8- A seven letter word

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Chapter 8-A seven-letter word

I was not and most definitely never had been the jealous ex, but this guy made me the definition of exactly that.

Therefore, the only thing I knew to tame that itch was...revenge.

That seven-letter word had so much power within it and so much pleasure. And yeah, maybe I was acting like a lost-in-this-world teenager, and yeah, maybe I was over-reacting but if I had actually meant something to Lynus I would not be sitting here, alone, he would be sitting beside me.

I sat with my legs crossed with one hand on my chin on a piece of wood that had been chopped down, playing with the darkest of my magic.

"I'm sorry I've been so negligent towards you," I said to my magic. The black bolts of power that shot from my fingers intensified my mood and confirmed that I was on the verge on insanity. 

Whoo.  

As I was trying to perfect a few spells I heard a chipper voice ring out behind me and I cringed. I was not in the mood for happiness.  I spun around a saw a short, young looking girl behind me. Her hair was spiked on her head not falling past her ears, she was thin and sickly looking to be completely honest she needed to eat a couple of cheeseburgers. However, even with her bones jutting out ten feet I could not help but notice her eyes. They were a piercing dark green color that I felt held many secrets and many sights. They gave me the creeps.

"Um, Bristol...I just thought you should know that the war had begun."

"WHAT?" I shouted at the girl, immediately feeling bad for unleashing my anger on her.

I guess my bright red eyes and horrid temper scared her off because instead of answering my question she whimpered and ran off. Great, I thought. I sped through the woods using my vampire speed instead of a spell.

I did one, two, three, four and finally five loops around Ambalay and there was no war.

I could not hear the loud cries of the wounded, or the clinging of weapons. I could not hear anything and I did not see anything. The girl had lied, the war had not started. I should have saw through her lies, why would anyone be chipper about the beginning of a war. But why? Why had the girl lied? About five seconds later, I figured out the answer to my question.

She wanted me to see Brooke and Lynus doing things they should not have been doing out in the open, to say it simply.

Bladeit must have put her up to it, just another reason to hate him.

I felt like a thousand tons of brick fell on me when I saw Lynus and Brooke. I was smothered and immobile. I could not move. I was shocked, hurt, and livid. My heart literally felt like it had shattered into a thousand pieces. Now, I knew why Lynus did not chase after me. He was too busy swapping spit with her.

I felt a growl rumble through my throat and out of my mouth. The snarl was unstoppable, as well. She was on my death list.

I flung myself at her, expecting to rip her in half, but instead Lynus jumped in the middle. Lovely, I thought still determined to reach Brooke. I knew Brilai would kill me if I hurt Lynus, but this idiot was standing in the way of me and that would not do. Lynus had now morphed into his werewolf form, obviously sensing danger.

I kicked him in the ribs just to catch him off guard so that I could jump on his back, the perfect position to choke him. I wrapped my muscled arm around his throat and pulled hard. I could hear him gag and I found joy in the sound. Slowly but surely he began to morph back into a naked human causing me to release my strong hold on him, even though I did not want to. I fell back, landing on the ground in a heap. I looked up at Lynus and if looks could kill, he would have dropped dead.

"I could've snapped you like a twig," I hissed directing my words towards Lynus "Matter of fact; I was going to snap her like a twig until you stepped in my way." I finished feeling the hatred shot off me in flames.

Lynus begun to talk, trying to reason with me, but I did not listen. His words were lies, all lies; they were just an excuse to save his petty little love from an inevitable death. I stood up and attempted to wipe the dirt off my hands, getting even angrier when I failed.

I did not wait for Lynus to finish his words; I only had one last thing to say "You," I pointed towards Brooke throwing a little magic spark out "Will get what's coming to you. Watch your back because guess what...Lynus cannot protect you. He's never been able to and never will be able to." I watched Lynus's expression turn from pleading to pain. Just the way I liked it.

They both knew I was referring to when the vampires had ripped Brooke apart and we all knew how easily that could be done again.