All again - Ella Henderson
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Sitting in class studying literature and listening to Mr. Mel talk for 50 minutes is a horrid disaster. Chewing on the top of my pencil someone knocks on the door and Mr. Mel opens the door and a mop of curly is shown from the top. You’ve. Got. To be. Kidding. Me.
“Ms. Black please escort yourself out, because you’re excused” Mr. Mel says with a soft smile. As I get my stuff and start walking to the door, Harry smirks and grabs my backpack as we head outside to his car.
“What the hell are you doing here?” I said quietly so the security around won’t hear
“Taking you for practice. I told you yesterday night” he said with a know it all tone.
“Yeah but not when I am at college. I thought later today like at 3 or something”
“Nope, now hop in” he said and got in the car. As we moved harry started driving at full speed.
“Harry slow the hell dawn!” I squealed when he did a sharp turn. He just ignored me and tried to go even faster.
“Where are we going?! We just passed your house!” I screamed but nothing. Not a simple answer it was just like I was invisible. And that’s when we entered a deserted road and there was a bump on the road. I was going to die just like how everybody wants me to. As he drove faster I screamed louder pleading him to stop and suddenly the car hit the bump and the car made flips in the air with the sound of glass shattering everywhere.
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“Tara wake up” I heard a faint whisper that sounded like lily’s voice. And I opened my eyes gasping and taking in the surrounding. Harry’s room.
“I’m fine? I just was in a car crash why am I not in pain?” I said utterly confused and looked into lily’s eyes, but she averted her look and harry was standing by the door leaning on the door frame with crossed hands.
“I’ll leave” lily said and she stood up brushing shoulders with harry as she left
“Why? Why did you try to kill me?” I said while silent tears were cascading down my face.
“I did not try to kill you. I did” he said as if nothing could affect him.
“But I’m not dead” I said looking at my shaking hands. They were shaking from anger that I tried to subdue.
“You are officially dead Tara. Congrats” he said with a fake smile and turned around to leave but I got up and got to him with an extreme speed and pinned him to the wall with my forearm on his throat.
“Don’t you dare! I’m a vampire now, a demon, and a banshee witch so I am stronger than you will ever be” I said my voice laced with anger and hatred
“True but you won’t do anything about it now will you?” he said with a smug look on his face. And it was like he was doing this all on purpose
“I don’t know. I’m kinda new to killing someone. Maybe I’ll experience on you,” I said as I pushed my forearm further against his throat “what do you think?”
“Tara stop the curtains are on fire and you are flooding the room” he choked out and I looked further into his eyes trying to hurt him like he did to me. Then I felt the wind pick up in the room. That is when I stopped and realized what I was doing and took my hands away to turn around just to see water coming from the bathroom, wind making my hair fly everywhere, and everything flammable was on fire.
As I saw all of this I gasped and panicked trying to control everything. Nothing
“ Tara! Focus on my voice! And stop this!” harry shouted but I put my hands on top of my ears and stood in the middle of the room and felt a burn on my hand and that’s when I open my eyes and see Harry’s hand on fire. Focus Tara. I took deep breathes and everything just calmed down everything back to normal except the damages I caused one of them Harry’s hand.
“Harry I’m s-sorry. I didn’t mean a-any of that” I whispered and went back to harry to look at his hand and it didn’t heal by itself like usually when demons have a cut. Yeah I did some research.
“Tara you have to kiss it better” Harry said groaning in pain. Kiss it better?
“It is not time for jokes Harry” I scolded
“Believe me or not but that is how you heal a wound that doesn’t heal by itself.” He said still in pain. And I looked skeptical about the whole thing but there is no harm in trying to. So as I leaned down and pressed my lips to his arm wind picked up and like magic every burn scar was gone.
“Thank you” he sighed in relief and went out of the room without another word.
