Bewitch Me [Book 1 & 2, The Witch's Fate]

Chapter Twelve - Follow the black cat

Isabelle's POV

Where am I? This place looks so real...yet I feel like everything isn't.

Wait...I'm I even REAL?

But before I could even do anything, I felt myself shrinking and shrinking. And before I knew it, I was a little girl again.

Waw...hawpwened two mweo?

I gasped in excitement as I saw myself in the midst of what looked like a huge tea party. There were tea cups, fruits, mugs, flowers, chairs and also picnics but no one in sight.

Suddenly, my grandma chuckled besides me and I almost jumped since I never saw her approaching.

"Gwandma!". I chirped and ran into her welcoming arms happily. Seeing the one person I thought I'd never set my eyes on again sent me off guard---but in a good way.

"My baby girl has been good?". She asked, pulling me up to her chest level so that I could wrap my legs around her hips.

I nodded with enthusiasm and grinned at the familiar aroma of the delicious food and drinks all around us. We often do tea parties in her favourite garden, which is our little secret. It strangely felt like I was sort of reliving the past as I wasn't in control of myself.

"How did you dwo all these, it'd take forever if I dwo this!". I heeled my head at the astonishing and mouth watering sights of the inviting candies and chocolates lined up in the centre of the enormous table.

To briefly describe the view as a child--- it was like a fairytale with rainbows here and there, green grasses, food and drinks of all sort that could leave your mouth hanging open for a long time and all that.

"Wanna know the secret, hun?". She cooed.

I nodded without hesitation. I needed to know how she always get things done that fast and easy. It was just... humanly impossible!

"Magic baby girl". Her grin became wider whereas my eyes became bigger in shock. "Do you believe in magic?". She asked, sounding kind of serious in her question. Her hazel eyes swirled with seriousness and a rainbow of hope as our eyes silently locked.

Magic?

Do I believe in magic..?

I didn't want to hurt my grandma and nodded with a convincing grin. Well, almost convincing...she seemed not to actually buy it---judging from the unsettled look in her sad eyes.

"Hmm...then, close your eyes and wave your hands slowly in the air while thinking of cupcakes". She replied. "Don't forget to focus on getting those cupcakes into your mouth angel".

Dutifully, I sucked in my breath and thrusted my arms out---splaying my fingers as if it were to be dancing to the rhythm of a music. Then, the image of some mouthwatering cupcakes flashed involuntarily at the back of my head, leaving me with more want and determination to get them into my hungry mouth.

Immediately I flickered my hands, a small tingle of energy within me crawled from my abdomen through my veins, tugging at the edge of my little fingers. And before I knew it, the energy had turned into purple lights---the atmosphere was suddenly filled with swirling lights and the table of foods were replaced with cupcakes in an instant.

I didn't just do that, did I?

"No way". I breathe out in excitement as my grandma only smiled and waved her hands in the air like a conductor, letting the moment be filled with nothing but music and magic. The thing that surprised me more is that she didn't even have a stick or wand since that's what witches uses.