Chapter 13 - An Attempt

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Claire's P.O.V

The day after I had a major outbreak of magic, I was hunched over the tap in the bathroom of my room. It was all a bit too much for me to take in, so I woke up with a headache. A horrible headache.

The rose was still there. Floating and glowing at my hip. It was like a constant reminder that this was all real. I didn't want to accept it but the rose left me no choice but to accept that everything is true. The werewolves, fairies, witches anything that I believed was only real in fairy tales, only three days ago, is all real and I'm a part of it all.

I brought my hands to catch some water and to wet my face. I did this for about fifteen seconds before I turned off the tap and made my way to the bed. The dorm room was beautiful and if this was a normal school or college I would have loved it. But this is my worst nightmare and this room haunts me just as much.

I jumped on the bed, and buried my face in the pillow and released a soft sigh. With my eyes closed I tried to relax, but that didn't work. Relaxation isn't going to work as long as I am here, as long as I am trapped in this reality that I don't want. I rolled over to lay on my back and released another depressed sigh, the girl from before coming back to my mind. Blonde hair and silver eyes. The make out session she had with Cade and the horrible burn that passed through my chest. It was not explainable. I didn't know how to describe it, but it hurt and it was horrifying.

The cold glare she sent my direction for standing too close to her boyfriend and the hug she gave him, one that I wanted to give him for being there for me when I was unconscious and couldn't control my powers. A hug that any girl would wish to give to boy who tells her that he is proud of her.

I couldn't do these things though. It would be totally wrong and too add to it I wouldn't want to get on the girl's wrong side. For all we know, she may be so powerful she could kill me for just looking at her boyfriend.

Without knowing what was happening, I raised my hand to my face and wiped away some tears that were streaming down to my ears. It shocked me, but I didn't know what to do but bring the pillow to cover my face and allow myself to cry. I cried it all out. Until my throat was dry like the Sahara Desert. I cried because I didn't have control over my fate and I cried because my heart was broken.

All I want is to be happy and be proud of who I am. To be able to do what I want and live the way I want. It's like my life is not mine, almost like I'm a prisoner of it. I want to be with my mom and dad, the people that raised me and loved me for seventeen years and I want them to love me enough to not send me away. I want them to love me as much as I love and need them. A mutual parent to child love.

A family.

The tears had stopped after what felt like hours. The classes of the day were cancelled, so everyone was tucked away in their dorms and I was tucked away under my comforter. With my now sore eyes open, I could see the glow of the rose from under the thick sheet. The vast blue of it floating by my head this time. I just wanted it to disappear and not stand out to the naked eye as much as it does.

But everything that I wish for seems to be impossible to come true. I pulled the covers from over my head and sat upright with my head resting on the bedrest. The rose flew down to my thigh. I inhaled deeply and released it after ten seconds. I did this for about five minutes, in attempt to calm my nerves.

After my breakdown, I decided it was time to get up and stop getting in over my head. It was time to be tough. So here I was, standing just in front of my bed, the rose still at my hip with the book in my hand.

"The Coming of Magis"

I remembered Cade had said that they were a few ancient spells, so why not try to cast one. So for the past hour I was reading up on the different creatures there are in this world. And now I was on a page that read "General Spells". From reading the description I guessed that it was just basic spells, like making shields or just basic attack spells, so I wanted to try one.

From what I understood, all it took to cast a spell was to know its foundation and the effects of it. The stronger the magi, the stronger the spell.

"This seems simple" It was the thought that crossed my mind. I didn't know how to summon or conjure magic so I had some more research or practice to do. After inhaling a deep breath and releasing it after ten seconds, I looked down at the rose at my hip. 

"Alright Rose," giving it a very obvious name, "if you can help me, please do," 

Not long after that, the rose started to glow.

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So, I've disappeared. In all honesty, I didn't have any motivation. But here is the chapter. Short I know. Not sure when the next one will be out but, i'll work on it.

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