The dreaded day had arrived, when I have to leave the trailer and move in with the Spellmans. The day where all the memories that Jughead, Sweet Pea and I had made over the last several months will be forgotten by the two I love the very most.
Fear, sadness, anxiousness taking over me as I remember all that happened, from coming to this town to find my brother who I longed to have, and while forming a relationship with him, I found my true love on accident, the best damn accident I had ever made.
I laid in the ruffled cream sheets, looking out the small window in the bedroom that displayed dark clouds in the sky and the sound of raindrops pattering against the thick glass. I watched as the raindrops danced with one another on the glass. While some others raced each other to the bottom of the window.
Slight burning from my light pink wrist took my attention away from the raindrops, as I looked down at the half of a yin-yang that was burning. It had been wrapped properly, but still somehow was able to cause pain underneath the thick wrap. My Serpent tattoo hadn't hurt nearly as much.
I leaned up on my elbows, letting my hair fall behind me as I rose from the pillows that had kept me safe for the last eight hours. The last time I would ever sleep in this bed, with my brother. Last time I would be in this room for a while, if not ever.
I carefully got out of bed, getting dressed in a pair of baggy sweatpants and a baggy sweatshirt, not bothering to dress up for the tragic occasion. I packed the clothes and smaller things that still needed a home in the boxes.
The silent morning took a loud turn when FP shouted from the living room.
"Peanut? You have a package!" I placed the box down at my desk chair before getting up to see what this package carried.
It was a smaller package, tied with string like those fancier deliveries in the 1900's, a simple yet classy decoration that had been long forgotten. FP handed it to me, without saying a word. I took it gently and walked back into my bedroom, shutting the door quietly behind me.
I carefully undid the thin string and opened the box to see a note.
"This will make packing a lot easier... See you soon. - Sabrina"
I smiled and moved the letter to see a small crushed velvet bag? How could a bag the size of my palm possibly make things easier. I held the top of the bag and dropped a shirt in, thinking I would have to hold a fight with this bag, but to see it fell farther in. I opened the bag a bit wider to see it was a never ending bag, the kind you would read about in fantasy books.
I continued to pack the rest of my inventory and all but one box inside the magical box, to still make it look less suspicious. Now all I had to do was wait until it was the time where Pea and Jughead were both awake, for me to properly say goodbye, and erase their memory of me.
It crushed me inside, that this is how the adventure had to end, and we most likely will never see each other again, unless fate makes us cross paths, but they'll never remember these months with me, they'll start living on a blank slate and resume their lives the way they were before I had come to Riverdale.
I did my best not to break before I have to, which so far I was doing fine. I found myself just thinking about this being the end of the journey, and the start of a new chapter, where I won't be living in a trailer park but a regular house, a bigger house, with a magical family. I'll be attending a magical school where for once I won't be an outcast as it is all witches and warlocks who are like me in one way or another. I am going to be only one town over after all, so I could come back when or if I have to.
I heard light rustling from the bedroom next door; Jughead's which only meant he was awake. I got up and carefully and quietly went into the bedroom I had grown to be very fond of. I carefully opened the door to see Jughead sitting up in his bed, and his laptop sitting in front of his legs which were crossed.
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FanfictionSweet Pea was 5 years old, having the best family; a rich Serpent father who worked for his money, and his mother, a stay-at-home mom who cared for Sweet Pea. Happy family right? At age 6, Sweet Pea's world changed when his mother was killed in a ho...