Personal Hell

Flowers

     You wake up to a knock on your door "Y/N open up! Someone left something for you!"

     You rub the sleep from your eyes and open your door "what is it?"

     Zoe holds a small black box and Maddison holds a vase of flowers. "I'm guessing you have a secret admirer." Maddison smirks and places the vase on your nightstand.

     "Someone left these on the front porch, and it's addressed to you." Zoe hands you a small card that has your name elegantly written and a box that had some lovely rings.

     "Wow." You are awestruck.

     "I wish someone would buy me jewelry," Maddison fixes her hair in your mirror.

     "Am I even allowed to have this? I mean, no one knows I'm alive aside from the coven, right?" You never had a secret admirer before, and others might think it's sweet, but it just made you anxious.

     Maddison and Zoe looked at each other, "she's right" Maddison picks up the flowers "we should tell Cordelia."

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     "What is the meaning of this?" Cordelia threw the bouquet onto the table where the warlocks sat.

     They looked at it confused "you called a meeting... for flowers?" 

     "One of your warlocks is trying to taint my coven and I will not have it." Cordelia does not hold back.

(You're outfit)

     You wait outside and kick a rock around; you didn't want to go inside and face whoever it was who sent those flowers. You kept the rings though; they were just too pretty. The sun beams down and you enjoy how it makes the rings sparkle. 'So pretty and shiny.'

     Michael overheard Cordelia arguing and became enraged. 'I was trying to be nice. Y/N has been through a lot.' He didn't think Cordelia would bring you, but when he felt your presence, his anger washed away. 'Is it wrong that I care for a witch?' He sneaks out and wonders how he should approach you. Michael usually acts arrogant and unbothered by everyone else but for some reason you make his palms sweat.

     "I see you're enjoying the rings." The familiar voice comes from behind you.

     You jump a bit startled. "Oh, hello Michael." You smile and wave at him.

     "You remember my name? I'm surprised, we only met once." He is very flattered you remembered his name.

     You tuck some hair behind your ear "how could I forget the name of my savior?" Michael's heart feels like it's melting.

     But he mustn't make anything too obvious. "Why aren't you inside with the rest of your coven?"

     You look down at some dirt that got on your boots. "Well, I feel bad for whoever my 'secret admirer' is since Cordelia obviously doesn't want me with a warlock. So, I'd rather be outside than make things awkward if he's inside."

     Michael finally mustered up enough courage to reach for your hand, but Cordelia comes marching out. "Y/N were leaving!"

     You smile and wave, "I do enjoy talking with you Michael. Hopefully I'll see you soon, bye."

     Michael tries to hide his anger behind his own smile. "I find your presence to be quite comforting." He says as he watches you get into a car.

     In the car Zoe and Cordelia figure out who your admirer is "it has to be Michael; I saw him trying to hold Y/N's hand."

     "What did you two talk about?" Cordelia now had another problem to worry about.

     "He just asked me why I wasn't inside with everyone else. We didn't really talk since you came back quickly." You're no liar and Cordelia finds comfort in that. "I only told him I would feel awkward having to be in the same room as my admirer while you're interrogating everyone."

     "You cannot be anywhere near Michael until we found out more about him. I didn't want to burden you with this, but I can sense the evil in him, and I don't want you getting hurt." It was nice to know people care about you.

     You didn't have much feelings toward Michael, or so you thought, so you didn't mind obeying her request.

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     Weeks passed and Madison was assigned to go to the place where Michael was born with Behold. Madison wanted to bring you along to strengthen your friendship and to make sure Michael wouldn't interact with you.