My Warlock Mate.

(Chapter Thirty-Eight.)

“Have you seen Hermes Robinson?” I asked a guy from Hermes last class.

He shrugged, “No, he wasn’t in class.”

“He wasn’t?” I asked, more to myself confused. He just shrugged and walked away. I stared at the floor for a moment, not understanding since Hermes was just going to the bathroom. He just wouldn’t have left without saying something. He would have told me, I know he would have. That only means one thing and my stomach made some really bad twisting feelings in my gut.

I ran my fingers threw my hair but I felt some pieces in my hand. When I looked down, some of the gray pieces were there. I had convinced allot of people including Jessica and Louis that I was experimenting on my hair and dyed it this color. They believed me when honest truth that not even hair dye could cover the gray strains.

I quickly walked over to the janitor closet and I was glad no one was in there. I went inside before anyone could see me and I pressed my back against the door. I took deep breath, trying to relax myself. I shouldn’t get so worked up, it won’t help.

And it wasn’t.

“Okay Jaycee, clear your mind.” I whispered. What was that spell Carmina told me about if I needed to find someone? God, it was one of those ones she tried avoiding from me. I hit my head, “Stop it, don’t do it. But what if she has him?” Oh how perfect, I’m talking to myself now. “Focus Jaycee! You don’t need magic. Well how else am I supposed to find him? He just wouldn’t leave school without a reason—ahh!” I yelled when the door opened and I fell down on my butt.

I looked up behind me and the janitor gave me a questionable look. I got up and awkwardly nodded my head before turning, quickly running down the hallway. I ran down the staircase and out towards the school building. Rain splattered on my face and when I looked up at the dark gray skies that were just sunny a few moments ago, the rain came down harder.

I think I was causing the storm. I could feel it, the magic inside of me wanting to come out. It was such a strong pull, I didn’t want to give it up. It was like being outside all day in the freezing cold and when you go inside, you can feel the heat from a fire place or heater. You so badly want to go over, but there’s something blocking you from that heat.

I wanted that warmth, but I couldn’t get to it.

I was being held right in place in the cold. Even though the magic is a warmth nice comforting feeling, it’s just a mask to hide the truth of it. I was drenched in rain as I walked down the steps, my head feeling like a cloud. Students around gave me weird looks, but I wouldn’t blame them. I probably looked high as I twirled around, calling out for Hermes.

Feeling really confined, I pushed my way through the crowd and ran down the street. I didn’t know where I was going, but I found my way towards Hermes house. I knocked on the door, but it was more like pounding. I pounded on the door until it opened and I pushed passed Hermes dad Troy.

“The spell—the spell, it didn’t work.” I said, running my fingers threw my wet hair to push it out my face. “And now, she has him. I don’t know where, I don’t know how.”

“Huh?” Hermes dad questioned, putting his hands on my shoulders before he pulled away. “Ah Jaycee, you’re heating up.”

“Huh?” I questioned, looking down to see steam coming from my arms as the water dried from my arm.

“You’re heating up.” he said again.

Hermes mother Maria came out of the kitchen, “Oh my.” she said.

“Forget about me.’ I said. “You guys need to find Hermes. She took him, I know she did. He was at school for our last class and he wasn’t thereafter. He isn’t here, I know he isn’t because I can’t feel him.” I leaned against the couch, but then something started to smell horribly and I realized it was the couch burning where my hand was. I screamed, pulling away to see black handprint. “What’s happening to me?” I cried out, panicking.