The Sitter (Completed)

Chapter Three

A/N: This chapter isn't going to be as long as the other ones have been. SORRY. We had a little fire in our house this morning so we've got to take care of the after effects a bit later today. I hope you enjoy this chapter anyway. Comment and Vote if you want to. I'll try and update later this evening :) Thanks, Misty

Chapter Three

All of these thoughts are going through my head, should I run, should I stay, should I ask more questions? I don't know what to do or what to believe. Are these kids really what they say they are? I mean apparently they can heal themselves, but I mean, are they really as old as they say they are and if so why do they need a sitter? I mean can't teenagers take care of themselves? This is really messed up. I want to know what in the hell is going on and I want to know right now!

As if on cue, the front door opens. Wanda and Mr. Wilkerson walk in and come to the kitchen. When they see the expression on my face, they know something is wrong. They sit across from me and wait, wait for me to say something, anything, but I don't. I just sit there, I'm at a loss for words. I really want answers, but I'm not sure how to ask and I'm scared they will kill me if I do. It's like I'm in a lose, lose situation.

"Mom," Clyde starts, "Mrs. Muller is upset, because we kind of showed her... our magic powers."

"You what!" she screamed.

"Daddy she didn't run anyway like the others did," Clarissa says, "she only freaked out like twenty minutes."

"That doesn't matter," he growls, "now she knows our secret!"

"I just want to know what the hell is going on!" I screech.

"So you want tell anyone about our secret?" Mr. and Mrs. Wilkerson ask in unison.

"Of course not," I say, "and in return I just want answers, so please explain everything to me, okay."

They agreed to answer any questions I had. I of course had to know, how they could heal themselves. That was the main answer I wanted. Mr. Wilkerson explained that many years ago, his grandfather ran into a good witch. She cast a spell on him, which gave him the power to heal any wounds brought to himself or his family and told him only to pass this spell to his blood kin and to no other. That if he did the spell would turn into a horrible curse. So His father passed it to him and he passed it on to his two kids. So that answered that, but what about the age thing?

Wanda explained that her parents were also witches, but the good kind. They were bad witches, very evil witches. They cursed her and her children to stay looking the age of four until their eighteenth birthday. Which both of them had a few more years and they would magically turn into these beautiful teenage kids. That answered that question, but I was still a little confused. I was excited about the magic witch powers, but I was also scared, because now I know they can cast a spell on me at anytime. I knew what I had to do. I had to stay quiet about everything and do whatever they asked of me. No matter what.

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The rest of the week went by fast. I learned a lot about the Wilkerson's. They showed me a bunch of things they can do with their witch powers. They even showed me how to levitate things, although I really think they did it, but they swore it was all me. It was pretty cool either way. I really can't wait to see what next week brings.