Call the Witch

Chapter 7 Dark corners

"I will continue to seek, Evan." She assured me while crossing the road.

"I know. Thank you."

At that moment a car almost hit us.

"Look out!" I shouted in a bad manner.

Fay glared at the driver out of the corner of her eye with severity. I would not have liked that she had looked at me like that.

We continue walking and I saw smoke coming from the bonnet.

"As I was saying..." I started, but I didn't really remember who was the last speaker or what had said.

"Should I go today?" She asked.

"Today I have training. Tomorrow I'll take you with me."

"Tomorrow without fail."

I nodded.

When I got home I saw that Woody had grew worse. His skin wasn't white if not ashen. His dark circles were darker and breathed laboriously. But fever was the most feared.

I went running to search for Fay. I crossed the forest in fear, rage and despair.

I knocked the door, not very kindly.

"What's going on, Green?" She asked as she opened the door. She stood on the threshold of her house and folded her arms.

"You don't know? Aren't you a witch?! It is now more than two months and you have achieved nothing! Do you truly think that you can make something? Are you really...?" I shouted.

"I have never said nothing about it and I have never assured you so." She snapped back.

Right after she grabbed my hand.

"You loosed your virginity eight months ago."

I blushed.

"With a teammate's sister." She continued mercilessly. "It turned out that you didn't love her such as you thought, and you broke up. You felt guilty every moment you found her in the school's corridors. The more fear and insecurity you feel, the more jokes and laughters you use to hide it. You are jealous of your brother because he is the little one, he looks like your mother and your father pays more attention to him than he paid to you, because when you were a child your father was a successful writer filled with inspiration. Nevertheless, since your mother's death, he is unable to gather two words together. He won you over here with the excuse of search his roots, but the truth is that he came to flee from the memories of his wife. Your mother was a jewellery designer and you were very close to each other. Your brother isn't the son of your father and...

I tore my hand from hers, interrupting her.

"Remember that I have seen your soul, Evan Green." She whispered.

I ran out. I ran and ran, as if fleeing from her I would flee from my own demons. I didn't stop till I winded.

At night, in the middle of the forest, gasping for air with my hands resting on my knees, I tried to think. She could figure out some things, but all of them? Others were hard to know. And the last... would it be true? Had she invented it?

At that moment a message from her arrived to my mobile phone.

"I have to see him. Do as I say"

I had no option but to swallow my pain, my indignation, and my pride, despite the fact that she had invaded my privacy. Now she knew my darkest secrets better than me. I sent her a text message.

"Come. I'll wait for you"

Even if I had wanted to look for her I wouldn't have been able to do it. I was lost.