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

Chapter Forty- A peck of gratitude

<<Bonus Scene for Isabelle from Chapter 38. Read this before reading chapter 41, same applies with Minuet's POV on his bonus scene>>

Isabelle's POV

"Tsk tsk, what a pervert he is". I mumbled as I reached downstairs. "So dirty-minded".

"A pervert?". My mum's eyes widened as she dropped the towel on the table and approached me with that look. Oh no. Not the drama queen.

"I umm...I thought that..". I stuttered as she glared at me from head to toe.

"Harrison!". She yelled. "There's something going on with this girl".

You know, it's been long since these two actually pulled my legs- I never saw this coming. Here comes the train of drama again.

"What is it?". Dad boomed in a scratchy tone from the living room. "Whatever the reason is- just let the young lady go".

My eyes widened in surprise. Dad telling her to let me go? Okay, I really didn't see this coming.

"She's talking to herself about naked guys and porns- and you said I should let her go?!".

Whoa whoa whoa, who said anything about nudes and porns now- she's clearly framing me up!

The article my dad was reading instantly lowered down a bit- revealing an angry look on his face.

"Dad! I only debated with myself that people that who are perverse are dirty-minded because they tend to resist discipline all the time". I butted in. "Well, someone's got to read articles on something!".

I watched as Dad exchanged looks with mum and rolled my eyes. I don't want to be late for school because of these persons- I don't want to do something that I'd regret because mum forced me to. She's clearly overstepping the boundaries and I'd soon take care of that- but not necessarily with magic.

"If you didn't want me to know about all these- why the hell did you send me to school then?". I groaned. "Mum's even trying to-".

Just before my mum could land a slap on my cheeks, I held her hand in the air with a frown. I knew that was coming- she's always quick to shut me.

"Don't you dare slap me, I'm so ready for you guys this time again". I warned, pushing her hand away from me. "I'm tired of your countless abuses".

"Emily, leave us at once". Dad ordered, glaring at the woman besides me.

"I'm not going anywhere". She butted in. "You can't tell me you really-".

"I said leave!". He snapped in an authoritative tone, standing up in anger at how she was questioning him.

I watched as she scurried away with an apologetic look at dad. Of course I caught her glaring at me but I swore I saw something strange in her eyes- but maybe it's just something in her eyes, who even cares.

"Isabelle...". Dad called out in a soft tone. "Come here, we need to talk".

Oh God. Now I get to have a long boring talk.

Reluctantly, I dragged my legs to where he was sitting and stood at his front.

I waited for him to scream at me, to scold me badly for what I did, but he didn't.

He patted the space besides him, motioning me to sit with him. Not only I'm surprised, but I'm nervous.

Is this some kind of trap?

Or kind of bribe now?

I glanced over at the spot he tapped and sucked on my breath gently.

Just in case I don't make it out of this trap, I better mindlink Minuet.