Burned

Chapter Fourteen

Unfortunately, it wasn't that easy -- breaking the Curse. After school yesterday, I had tried to get another vision. This time, I wanted to see the second half. I wanted to see what happened after Jonathan showed up and either killed Elizabeth or knocked her out. I didn't think she was dead, but it was hard to tell. I had felt her breathing weaken and heard her thoughts about how, "this must be what dying feels like," before the vision ended.

Yet, when I sat in the center of the room, candles surrounding me, I couldn't muster up a single vision. I hadn't even seen a quick flash of anything! I even tried using the Amulet, but I was too distracted. Every time, I tried to focus, Daniel popped into my head. I was worried about him. We hadn't talked since I told him about the Curse. Usually, he texts me after school. He was upset about the Coven not wanting to break the Curse.

Which, was why I was so persistent in breaking the Curse. They needed more time and convincing. This morning, I had woken up extra early to try it again. I lit more candles and held onto the Amulet for longer. It still didn't work. I felt the Amulet's powers coursing through my veins, making me float metaphorically up to the ceiling. My mind buzzed and my fingertips glowed. Eventually, when I came down a little, I took a shower and got ready for my day. It was no use -- I was just going to burn myself out if I continued to try and get a vision.

At least, it was Friday. That was the only thing good about today. It also meant that Daniel had a Football game tonight. Hopefully, it would make him in a better mood knowing I hadn't forgotten about it. This time, I was going to go -- no matter what. I didn't want to repeat last Friday. Plus, it wouldn't hurt to watch one Football game. That was what I kept telling myself.

Next, to me, Dara turned the radio off. She twisted in her seat to face me. I was just about to pull into the school parking lot.

"I still can't tell you about Gemma right now, but I wanted to thank you." She blurted out. I kept my face blank as I searched for a parking spot.

"For what?" I hadn't actually done anything.

"For not forcing me to tell you. I know that wasn't easy. I just want to take care of this by myself." She sounds older somehow. I stared at her, taking in her dark brown eyes and wheat-colored hair. She looked so small, but there was wisdom in her eyes. Dara had been through a lot this year -- we all had.

"You better not be in actual trouble because I would never forgive myself." My voice took on a protective tone that reminded me of my mothers.

"It's not that," she waved me off. "It's nothing like that. Just trust me, the second I can tell you I will. I haven't forgotten." As she said this, I put the car in park. Maybe she was right and I was overreacting. It was my experience, that things in Salem were life or death. That didn't mean, I had to think worst-case scenario, but it was my reality.

I sighed.

"Okay, I trust you." I was trusting her with something I wasn't even able to do. I was always waiting until the very last second to ask for help, which was usually too late. I grit my teeth, forcing my mind to not go to Gran. If I let it, I would be down the rabbit hole in a matter of seconds.

I wasn't going to do this on a Friday. Today was going to be a good day. I am persistent about that fact. I just wanted one good day: no drama or issues. I wanted an easy Friday, that would make for a nice Weekend. I had plans for a Girl's night with the girl members of the Coven, but that had been canceled because of the vision I had. Instead, Ivelyn wanted to have a Coven meeting.

"See you later," Dara called over her shoulder before she headed up the stairs towards her class. I watched her go. Then, I turned to go to my own class.