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

Chapter Fifty One - Mixed Signals III

I couldn't help but think about I and Ms. Selena's suggestions when I hit the road.

Of course Minuet had left me once again probably for someone less troublesome and boring.

That's not the point now.

The sun had already started going down, making shadows of the buildings lurk around every corner.

And worse, I started feeling light headed.

"What's wrong with me? Why do I feel-". My voice started getting deeper and merrier on its own like that of Blair's.

I need a break...

I'm going to collapse if I take one more step now..

With a deep breath I came to a stop and leaned against a nearby wall for support.

Maybe it was a bad idea having a walk and not driving at first.

Stupid me.

Not faraway from me I could see a group of people standing at a nearby pole like six blocks away from me.

Maybe they could help me?

I was wrong when I caught a glimpse of an accessory that looked familiar or more than familiar!

X...xander?

You've got to be kidding me now...

He's like...everywhere!

Wait...

That thing he's wearing...

Oh my gosh..

I recognise it from something I've read before!

Right on Xander's neck was one of the deadliest amulets made by hunters to make their victims [witches] paralysed bit by bits.

If I don't make a move fast....

My life and my magic would be at stake.

That's why I'm suddenly feeling all weak and light headed I think.

Wait, he's not alone?!

Although it didn't look like he was doing anything dangerous to the persons but I still felt insecured and helpless.

Can't. Move.

Inside of me started to feel crampy and my vision started to start all blurry too.

I need help.

Minuet?

Dad?

Anyone?

Before my lids accepted the burden I could see a faint vision of two boots approaching me and everything went blank.

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So soft.

So calm?

So....familiar!

What is going on?!

I let out a small cough before trying to assimilate where I was kidnapped now.

To my surprise it was a small room with few chairs and bunk beds around. In conclusion, it looked like a pharmacy with a neat medical environment.

How did I get here?

I could feel something wrapped around my waist level but I didn't know what it was.

Fear washed over me as the supposed thing was beginning to shift in a troubled way.

My jaws dropped when I saw what it was.

"Oh good you're awake". He said with a twinkle of joy in his eyes.

"Y-you brought m-me here to k-kill me r-right?". I questioned and crawled to the edge of the white bed as far as I could.

He looked confused at first but let out a laugh.

Screw you and your laughter.

"I don't know what your talking about but you passed out like an hour ago. I happened to be around with some friends when I noticed you". He explained, placing his hands on the soft sheets in between my legs.

Eek!

"O-oh". I stuttered and turned my face away trying as hard as I could to avoid his stare.

"What happened? You were running fever when I picked you up". He demanded and sat on the edge of the bed carefully.

Not. Anymore. Closer!

"I-i was in a bad shape I guess...". I muttered under my breath and fidgeted with my nervous fingers under the warm blanket.

"Never are you in a bad shape to me belle". He said with a genuine smile and placed his hands on mine. "You always worry too much, that's just your problem".

"B-belle?".

"I came up with a pretty nickname for a pretty lady".

For a moment I almost got carried away by him being his charming self.

This guy was sending me a lot of mixed signals at different times.

First, he wants me to stay away.

Second, he wants to help me.

Third, he wants to kill me.

Fourth-

Okay I'm so confused, what was it he wanted?

"X-xander...don't hold me like that...passersby would think we...we...".

"We're what?". He inquired.

"A couple!".

He sent me a wicked grin and squeezed my hand a little.

"I'm fine with that". He said sheepishly.

H-he's what?!

"W-when I'm I going home? I wanna leave...m-my parents would kill me". I tried to come up with an excuse for him to let go. "I need to go now!".

As if on clue, the doctor walked into the room with what looked like a mug in her left hand.

Thankfully, no syringes or drugs this time.

Xander loosened his grip from me and went to assist the doctor in mixing some contents in the mug. I furrowed my eyebrows a bit in confusion and gasped at what was going on.

Xander Hunters is mixing some contents in my drink?!

He wants to poison me or what?!

Someone help!