Black Magic Women

52

Zelda jolted awake, her entire body covered in sweat. Her heart was hammering away in her chest as she remembered her nightmare in great detail. Hadn't she swung her feet out of bed and hadn't she teleported herself into Mary's house?

She tried to calm down while her eyes searched for her robe that was still hanging on the wall next to her closet. Thank the Lord. It had only been a nightmare. She breathed out a sigh of relieve and her eyes fell shut as she let her exhausted body fall back into the mattress.

"What the hell?" She said while she rubbed her hands over her face.

What on earth was that dream? It had felt so real that Zelda could swear that it actually happened. This had been the second dream, so real that it frightened Zelda, in the past month. The ginger was used to nightmares but had never experienced such vivid ones. The sheets stuck to her wet back and she felt disgusting. She hated sweating... always so messy.

She heaved herself out of bed and strode into her bathroom, deciding a cold shower would do her some good. She got a towel and placed it on the chair next to her shower before she stepped out of her drenched nightgown. She placed it neatly on the hanger before she stepped into the huge shower, turning on the water.

As soon as the cold water hit her skin, relief washed over her. Her muscles relaxed as she lathered up her hair and the sweet scent of lavender and roses filled her nostrils. She loved that scent and it worked wonders in relaxing her. She closed her eyes, massaging her scalp and enjoying the sensation of the cold water running down her body.

The peace didn't last long as the memories of her horrifying dream flooded her mind and Zelda opened her eyes sharply, not wanting to have a mental picture of it. She washed out the shampoo hastily and cleansed the rest of her body, all relaxation gone.

Why would she dream such things? It's not as if Mary would actually do this... is it?

She shook her head and wrapped herself into one of her soft towels, stepping out of the shower without wanting to waste another thought to this incredibly stupid topic.

She was sure Mary would call her sooner or later to talk about this...

She reached for her lotion, slowly working it in and stopping at the slowly fading bruises Mary had left on her body... The sweet reminder of the night filled with passion crossed her mind and she smiled while letting her finger linger on the inside of her thigh.

Maybe she would call Mary...

She went back into her bedroom, dropping the towel on the way out. She went towards her closet, deciding to get dressed for the day even though it was still night. After that dream she wouldn't be able to find any sleep so she could just as well get to work.

She ruffled through her carefully sorted clothes and her eyes found the sweater and loose pants Mary had worn a few days prior... well she had forced Mary to wear them.

She took the sweater and inhaled Mary's sweet scent, feeling immediately comforted by the familiarity of it. She closed her eyes, hugged the sweater close and just stood there for a few minutes.

A loud bang distracted her and she snapped out of her daydream. She calmed her rapidly beating heart before she went back into her bathroom to see that one of her shelves had crashed under the pressure of the many things she stored in them.

With a sigh, she let her magic do the work and the shelf was back on the wall in no time. This time she made sure to use an extra strong spell to prevent future crashes. With a smile she threw the sweater over her head and got the pants and a pair of panties, getting dressed.

She sat down in front of her mirror and reached for her blow dryer but the smell of Mary reminded her of how much she missed the brunette. The images of her dream were still haunting her and something inside of her feared that there could be a little bit of truth in her dream.

What if Mary had got bored of her and sought a new adventure?

She shook her head, denying the fact that this was her deepest fear and kept on blow drying her hair in silence. Her thoughts kept wandering back to what Mary might be doing and not knowing was driving her insane.

"Screw it!" she said to herself and without caring about the mess she left behind, teleported herself into Mary's house. She just couldn't stand it any longer. She just had to know.

The house was dark and unlike in her dream Zelda didn't hear any noises besides Mary's soft snoring. Zelda smiled to herself at the thought of Mary sleeping peacefully in her bed. It just made her overreaction incredibly pathetic.

Mary was just sleeping... alone.

Zelda laughed quietly and shook her head, embarrassed that she had ever doubted Mary's motives. She knew she should turn around and go home. Her jealousy had driven her to invade Mary's privacy but she just needed to see her. Her feet took her into the direction of the brunette's bedroom.

Zelda had to hold in laughter as soon as she had opened the door, which squealed rather loudly. Mary was sprawled across the bed, entangled in her sheets and looked like a complete mess but to Zelda she was beautiful.

The ginger was captivated by the beauty in front of her and without noticing knocked over a book that was lying on Mary's dresser.

"Damn it!" Zelda whisper yelled and hoped it hadn't woken the brunette. It would be incredibly difficult to explain what on earth she was doing in her bedroom at such a late hour.

Her feet set into action and in the dark she could barely make out where things were, so she stubbed her toe on the bed.

"Fuuuuture Mother of the Dark Lord!" she expressed and held her toe in pain. Tears were shooting to her eyes and she had a hard time not screaming in pain.

"Why do these things exists anyway?" she wondered and continued her way, this time more careful.

She stopped in front of Mary and bent down, admiring her beautifully imperfect face. She brushed a strand of hair out of her face and pressed a soft kiss against her forehead.

"I love you," she whispered before she pressed her lips against the brunette's forehead.

"I love you too, but you should really work on your ability to enter a room silently." Mary groaned and looked up at Zelda, who was too shocked that Mary had been awake to reply to the insulting comment.

"Don't look so surprised. I have heard elephants that were quieter than you." Mary said and laughed at Zelda's dumbfound face.