Lumity - The witch and the well

The Deal

They stayed like that for a moment, Amity too embarrassed to move and Luz feeling like it was what Amity needed right now. She had no clue what was going on with Amity, but she did know that, when people lashed out to others, it usually came from a place of hurt or fear. The green-haired water witch wasn't a bad person in her eyes, just... Sad, and probably not very happy to be here. There was something more there for Luz, an attraction she dare not speak aloud in fear of a reaction - just a minor crush, of which she'd had plenty. Perhaps it would mean more to her in the future, but right now, she just wanted to be a good friend, even if Amity hadn't been one to her.

After maybe a minute, though it felt much longer for both parties, the girls let go of each other and awkwardly backed off a few steps. Amity's blush reached all the way to her ears, but she played it off by fixing up her hair and sitting back down. All the while, the photograph was held tightly in-between her ring finger and pinky. She hoped she hadn't stabbed Luz with the corners with it.

Luz sat down next to her, a comfortable distance away yet near enough for Amity to feel a little warm inside. The last time she'd been hugged was by her friends on the day they'd had to say goodbye to each other. They'd promised to visit, but Amity didn't keep her hopes up much. Her eyes wandered to Luz... at least she was there.

"You... wanna talk about it?" Luz asked carefully. "If not, that's okay too - I just, want you to know that I'm here." Amity frowned. She'd come to apologize, but what she'd found was complete forgiveness and a hug. How could a person be so warm and loving? She sighed. "I miss home, is all. This move wasn't my idea, if that wasn't obvious already." She chuckled sadly at her own comment.

"You must've left a great deal behind - why'd ya have to anyway?"  Luz asked. Amity scoffed. "A bad business deal, no doubt. My father put us in a tight spot - this place was cheap and far enough away for my parents to build up their image again." She'd read some letters, listened in on some conversations... She knew it hadn't been right, but there was so little of anything to do at home, and so little attention given to her, that she had to keep herself busy somehow. She was old enough to know in her mind - she was more disappointed than anything that her parents had claimed to want to live a little more secluded and in balance with nature - they hated dirt! She was the one keeping plants and tending to their garden out of sheer boredom. Perhaps they thought that was her only passion, because they didn't talk to her at all.

Luz shifted and leaned onto the well to look at the sky, arms tucked as a pillow behind her head. "I mean, I am glad that you're here now... But that doesn't mean that it isn't hard on you - I'm sorry for the whole book business, I-"

"No no, I'm sorry I reacted the way I did." Amity cut off. "Though, perhaps next time, just ask for a sleepover instead of climbing into my window in the middle of the night."

Luz laughed. "That's a deal."

Amity laughed with her. The events of just last night already felt like ages ago. Even the event with the key had sunken to the back of her mind, but when she remembered she stopped laughing and turned to Luz with a concerned expression.

"That reminds me, I wanted to ask you about the strange events happening around here..."