Luna's Awakening

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Sunday morning, Dad, Grandma Marie and I got up at six a.m. to get ready to drive over to Grandma Jenny's house. Mom got up as well, despite getting home at three a.m. and having to get up at seven to get ready for work.

She hugged us before we made our way to Dad's car. I inwardly winced when I saw the deep, dark circles that were etched under her eyes. She'd been getting hardly any sleep lately and I prayed she wouldn't get such a tough schedule this week. She had to work this weekend because the hospital was short-staffed and now she had to work this week as well, and this morning she said she'd probably have to work this weekend as well.

She waved goodbye as we got into Dad's car and I waved back, my heart aching as Dad started the car and we started to drive away. Even though my mom and I weren't as close as we used to be when I was younger, I was still a big mommy's girl and despite being fifteen years old, I wished she would be able to come with us and I knew I would miss her.

Dad and Grandma Marie fought about what music should be playing on the car's radio. I silently sat in the back seat, tuning them out the best I could. I was not in the mood to hear them argue. I'd barely gotten any sleep last night and I was full of nerves.

I was scared that somehow Lilith had gotten to the rest of my family, that when we'd get there we'd enter the house but my family members were gone.

I loved Grandma Jenny. She and I might not have been as close as Grandma Marie and I, but we were still close and talked to each other often and it made my heart actually ache as I contemplated not having her around.

Grandma Marie was a firecracker while Grandma Jenny was soft spoken and sweet. She would always listen to me if I had anything to rant about and was more of the sweet, grandmotherly type than Grandma Marie. Don't get me wrong, I loved Grandma Marie to death, but there were times where I wished she wasn't so hot headed.

I touched my cheek from where she slapped me when I told her about going near the warehouse. I had definitely deserved to get some sense knocked back into me, but Grandma Jenny would have taken a much more gentler approach.

As for Aunt Sarah and Uncle Richard. . . I wasn't close to either one of them, and to be blunt, I could not stand them. Both of them seemed so stuck up and snobbish and whenever I was around them, instead of greeting me or asking how I was, they would gripe and moan about my appearance and my nickname.

Aunt Sarah cannot stand the fact that I like to wear goth outfits and I wanted to be in engineering. She thought I should be taking nursing classes like Mom had, for some reason. She hated and detested the profession I wanted to be in though she never told me why. And when neither of my parents were around, she would tell me what a disappointment I was going to be, and already was, to my parents.

Uncle Richard would never stop griping about my nickname, Luna. He thought I was trying to be "edgy," thought I was trying to be someone I wasn't. He would tell me to stop pretending, to be a regular teenager, though what was a regular teenager? Everyone had their own definitions of what a regular teenager was.

I used to like my uncle, but ever since I had created my new persona and my parents got a divorce, we butted heads.

However, as much as I disliked my aunt and uncle, I didn't want anything to happen to them. I wanted to protect them from Lilith, even if they did make me want to pull my hair out whenever I was around them. So protect them I shall.

Mom didn't have any siblings and her father hadn't been in her life, so so far we were narrowing down every family member we needed to cast the blessing spell on.