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

Chapter Forty Seven - Bad News

Isabelle's POV

Mmm...

Grandma?

Is that you?

"Open your eyes, I'm not old enough to be a grandpa for you". A soft grumble besides me made me squint my eyes into the busy strange environment. "Well maybe I'm that old, but I'm not your grandparent neither your nanny".

"Oh, M-minuet?". My voice came out quite soft and tired as my eyes landed on the moving landscapes from the window. There were huge trees and wide fields all around us. There was no doubt that this was definitely the woods. Glancing across the place my head was leaning against, my eyes fell on the numerous persons that were sitting both across and behind us. Without doubts, this was a double-decker - judging from the huge compartments and size of the bus.

I rubbed my eyes and slowly closed my eyes back. "It's probably just another of my silly dreams". I shrugged, knowing fully well how my dreams play tricks on me often.

I yawned lazily and sunk back into my seat with my eyes shut, completely ignorant of everything going on. The honking of the bus then made me realize that this wasn't a dream. I was forced to open my eyes and jerk from my seat from the fear of how Minuet went this far in kidnapping me to God - knows - where.

I gasped. "Wait, Minuet! W-where are we?!". I could barely hide the anger and frustration in my voice. I shrunk back in my seat when I noticed the creepy stares that were on me now. For someone who just woke up and started shouting, they'd probably think I'm a pyscho. Well, I'm used to that.

"Shhh, this is a public place". He scolded, pulling down the hooded coat over my face, making the cap completely cover my face. "You woke up earlier then I expected".

"I'm fully aware of that, thank you!". I said in a sarcastic tone, only for my words to come out muffled. "Now start talking!". I had to fight my way through the baggy hoodie to be able to see where he was seated, only half of my face was visible now.

"We're going back to Alexis' fortress with or without your help". He mumbled in a way that only I could hear. "That's final".

I could see him from the space between my hoodie sipping his drink, without making any efforts to have an eye contact with me.

At first, I was confused on why he was avoiding eye contacts but then, thoughts of last night flashed into my mind. My face suddenly went red. Nothing intimate happened between us but because I'm still a human with creepy thoughts, that came out as something else. I can't believe he trusted me enough to that extent.

I shook my head vigorously. I shouldn't think that. He wouldn't want me to think of it that way either.

"W-what did the school say about the incident?". I mumbled and shifted slightly to his side. "Or should I say 'accident' ?". I sneered, obviously still upset about the whole thing.

"Accidents happen...". He stated, dropping the glass back on the food tray. "And everyone makes mistakes". He was using my words against me now.

"You think it's funny?!". I spat out with a frown. "I almost...died". My voice became lower as the memories of the prom night replayed in my head. So, let's get this straight - Xander is a hunter, Foxy is a huntress and then Julius and Amy are what? Could they be huntresses or perhaps the ones hunted?

"He's a skilled manipulator, Isabelle..". His cold laugh cut me off from my jumbled thoughts. "Or should I say, Cinderella?".

"I'm...sorry Minuet". The words came out of my mouth before he could continue his usual words of torture. "I...I didn't think...he...".