The Other Sister

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Merricat's POV

Charles's voice was bothersome. Echoing in my head saying "Who will be here? Me, or you?" It will be me. It will. I will drive him out of this house. I can promise you that! I continued my scavenging of things to follow through with the spell I learned most recently. 2 more sticks and 3 more weeds then i'm done. I step over a log but look back to check if I missed anything. I saw the perfect flower. It was a Cicuta maculata. It was poisonous yet beautiful. It is excellent for what I have in mind!

After picking up everything, I went the back way. I heard the soft melody of a song in the living room. I turned left at the path coming from the forest, and looked to see Beatrice and Charles dancing through the window. He is an evil man and he has the audacity to touch my sister? I am not going to allow it! I have to prepare the spell before Constance or Beatrice notices the plants in the basket.

The first step is to collect the plants, sticks, weeds ect. Which I have done already. The second step is to enter the desired room you want to cast the spell, and destroy it, and everything in it. Step three, is to act as if nothing happened. Im good at that. I'm positive this will make him leave. The hatred of another person is a small price to pay to make a dangerous person disappear from your life. That is a price I am willing to pay to protect my family. I am confident that he will leave. He won't just walk away from our house.

He will Run.

The next morning

"Constance?"
I hear. I shift in my sleep, just trying to stay in that state.
"Constance?" I turn to my back still some what a sleep. Something is waking me up.
"Constance?" I hear again. This time, I open my eyes. I stare at the ceiling waiting for another of Charles commands.
"Constance" When I hear the last of his voice, I had enough. Its time to pursue the spell.

I gather all of the supplies needed, and head to his bedroom. I start by taking off the comforter and sheets. I pour everything from the basket on to his bed with out a care in the world. I searched for his suitcase and it was placed under the bed. It was already open a little bit, so I took out all of his clothes and threw the suitcase aside not caring of the loud noise it made. I began cutting the clothes up. Every piece of clothing was cut and torn apart and sloppily thrown about his bed. I found a vase with flowers in it, so I added those to the spell. It would enhance it to make it stronger the more of Mother Nature I use. The flowers were now on the bed, and to magnify it all to the universe, I added the water from the vase as well.

I spread all the contents around the bed and spreading them out among the bed. Making sure the bed was a mess, I turned to the curtains and tore those off, throwing them on the ground. When they hit the ground, something caught my eye beside them. It was shining with the new light hitting it. I bent down to look at it, and when I picked it up, it was a hammer. It was the one he bought when he went with Beatrice into town! That gave me an idea. I walked over to the mirror, and stared at it. I wasn't giving any second thoughts at all. I brought my arm back and swung, shattering the mirror. Doing that 4 more times was fine with me. I looked around to see if I could find anything else. The bedside table had my fathers watch sitting on it. I angrily grabbed it, and went back to my room.

I hid the watch in my desk drawer where Jonas lays sometimes when I forget to close it. This time, I made sure to close it. I was still pretty tired from hearing Charles complain all morning, so I laid back down on my bed, and closed my eyes. It felt like only minutes had gone by. But remembering the small dream I had told me other wise.

"Merricat, will you go into town and get our groceries?" My mother said. Today I wasn't up for going into town. So I reluctantly said "No. Father has a car. He can go." My mother shot a look at me and said "You have no right to speak to your mother like that. Now go get ready and be back here in no more than 5 minutes." I walked downstairs to the kitchen and saw Constance. "Constance? May I have my lunch?" She turned to me and said "Of course." My mother came in and said "Constance! Don't give her anything. She is being irresponsible and rude!" Father came in next. "Mary Kathrine. Listen to your mother or you will be punished." I hated hearing that from my father. I sat down at the table, and my father came at me. There was a presence in the dream. Somebody else was here but not seen.