" you've been fighting the
memory all on your own
nothing washes
nothing grows
i know how it feels being by
yourself in the rain
we all need someone to stay "
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I found a spell book in the library that had spells in it which weren't used since Angelica and James ruled he Kingdom. They were apparently forbidden and considered too powerful for any witch of my age to use. But if that was the case, why was it so easy to access?
There were so many spells in that book that I didn't even know existed. I had a specific spell I needed to find though. A resurrection spell. If what Alexander said is true, that means that the dead can be brought back with magic. I'm going to find a way to bring Selena back and I don't care what kind of magic I need to use.
Whenever I thought of Selena I only thought of seeing Jamison snap her neck and her lifeless body on the ground. I was so useless. I didn't do anything to stop it. I couldn't. I'm supposed to be this strong Hybrid but I couldn't even save my best friend.
I realized how weak I was compared to everyone else. I couldn't even fight off Jamison, he's stronger than me. How could I possibly bring her back if I'm so weak? Weak. That's what I am. Weak.
"Miss Hastings."
I was pulled from my thoughts by a servant, who had been cleaning the area around me. "I apologize, but, I couldn't help hearing your terrible thoughts about yourself. Please don't think that way, Miss." She said quietly. "It's not true."
I smiled slightly at her, "Thanks." She smiled back and continued cleaning. I decided to take a break. All this stress was causing the magic to get to me. Rosita said that the dark magic used to turn someone into a vampire doesn't wear off, ever. You just have to learn how to fight it or it takes control of you. She said I'd be like them if I let it control me.
But they're strong. They can make tough decisions without giving it a second thought. I need to be like that. If I want to help this kingdom like I said I would that's how I need to be. I can't let my heart control every little decision I make, I have to listen to my gut and do what's right. That's how I ended up like this. I let myself become weak around Jamison, I let Angelica's magic control me and now he's gone.
If I wasn't so stupid things would still be normal. The King would still be ruling and the Kingdom wouldn't be in such Panic. We needed the old rulers back.
"Excuse me," I called the servant back over.
"Miss I can't tell you where the—"
I stood up and sped behind her with my fingers wrapped around her neck. "You heard my thoughts so you hear everyone else's. You're nosey so you know things. Where does Rosita have the rest of the royal family resting?" I asked her in a threatening tone.
"I can't tell you that, Miss Hastings."
"Tell me or I'll rip your throat out!"
"She has them beneath the castle in the catacombs!" She blurted out. "I'm not allowed to go down there! The entrance is sealed with magic and only members of the royal family know the spell to unlock it."
"But.." I said, waiting for her to continue.
"That's all I know! Miss, please!"
"Come on, who else knows the spell? James and Angelica aren't stupid enough to give it out, but their kids are."
"One of Prince Jamison's mistresses knew—Alexa Hughes. He told her everything before he—"
"Before he what?"
"Before he killed her." She said. I let go of her and she fell to her knees, coughing and rubbing her throat.
"Where's her body?" I asked.
"Buried in the graveyard."
~ "F...G...H...Hughes." I said upon finding her grave. I sat down beside her grave and opened the spell book that I got from the library. There was a spell in there where you could transfer knowledge, emotions, memories, from something else into your own being. And that's what I was going to do with Alexa's body.
When I performed the spell, I saw things I didn't think I would. I saw what things were like when Angelica and James rules, how bad Jamison treated his mistresses. He'd make them do things to themselves, he'd control them to want to do things with him, he'd convince them that it was okay for him to force them to have sex with him.
The feeling was overwhelming, depressing, honestly. He did all of those horrible things to her just to kill her before she even got a feel of real happiness. Naomi really wants him that bad?
At this point, I wonder if he actually meant half of the things he said to me. And if the way he made me feel was actually real or just a result of his magic. Naomi wants that monster so bad, she can have him.