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My hands pull away from her so fast, as if I had just been burnt.
"What?" For a second everything around me just blurs and I can only see the woman in front of me. She rubs her throat softly, her head tilting towards me, her perfectly shaped eyebrows raising.
"Oh don't be so pathetic, you already knew I really was, so don't bother with the act."
Any sweetness in her voice has disappeared and her voice was as dark as her eyes when she peered at me as if she could see into my soul.
I wanted to reject her words, refuse downright, say that I had no idea what she was talking about- but she was telling the truth. I wasn't completely sure, but the moment Demarcus had told me about Demelza I had started to put certain pieces together. I didn't have to be a genius to realise there was something shady. A powerful witch in love with a werewolf, and then me a half werewolf, half witch? Of course it wasn't too difficult to come to the conclusion that perhaps, maybe Demelza was my biological mother.
I step away from the woman, "I already have a mother." I say, narrowing my eyes when Demelza rolls hers.
"Yes of course," she spits, "the beloved Luna Kronex."
The witch suddenly pulls away from the wall and saunters around my room, acting high and mighty as if it were her own room.
She eventually makes her way back to the chair she was sitting on and drops down, once again making herself comfortable. She raises her hands and observes her fingernails, as if she had all the time in the world.
"Don't worry child," she sighs, her piercing eyes moving away from her nails back to my face, "I'm not here to play happy families with you."
"Then why are you here?" I growl, struggling to control the anger burning beneath my skin.
All I wanted to do was throw the infuriating woman out of the open window that she has clearly come in through, but something held me back. Demelza was a powerful being and if she had come to find me there must be something she was after, and I needed to know what exactly had made her crawl out of whatever ditch she was hiding in for the past twenty years.
"Patience sweetheart," she breathes but then noticing my eyes darkening she adds, "I've come to finish what I should have done twenty years ago."
I wait for her to clarify further and she does, but her words knock all the air out of me.
"I've come to kill you."
There's a deadly silence and we both stare at each other intently for a moment before the woman tilts back her pretty face and laughs. There's nothing funny about what she said but clearly there was something that I had missed.
"For the third time," she sighs, once she stops her mad cackle, raising a finger to wipe a tear that rolled from her eyes because of how much she laughed.
"For the third time?" I ask, when silence ensues once again and I finally picked up on her words.
She looks at me as if I was the most stupidest person on this whole world, her slender arms crossed over her chest.
"Don't tell me that you are that stupid." Her words are a jab in my heart, but when she notices the confusion on my face she sighs deeply and rubbed her temples as if my inability to understand what was going on was giving her a headache.
"The first time," she lifts her index finger as she speaks, "two months after your born, I abandon you in a cave, praying that some beast would find you and devour you alive."
There's no warmth in her voice, nothing to signify that this woman even had a heart.
"Of course, that was a complete, fucking fail." It's the first time since we had met, that Demelza had sworn and it sounded foreign coming from her mouth. Physically, she had the appearance of an elegant lady, with all the poise and gentleness in the world, so profanities falling from her lips sounded awkward.
"My plan would have worked so perfectly, if it hadn't been for goody two shoes Alexia Kronex, who came running in like some bloody superwoman, dashing of with you in her arms." she says, disdain dripping from every word.
"She saved my life." I state, fisting my hands at my side.
"Yes and she ruined mine." Demelza retorts, not missing a beat.
"Anyway I digress," Demelza continues, crossing her left leg over her right, "I thought it was all over. I mean I was definite that you wouldn't make it through the night."
She looks at me with disgust in her brown orbs, "But imagine my shock when five years later, I get a vision about a little girl called Eve, who despite what I had thought was still alive and well, living freely."
Her fingers clenched into a fist and I see her jaw tighten.
"You were angry that I was still alive?" I ask, indecorously. Nothing in my mind can fathom why she would be so determined for me to die.
"Oh honey..." she drawls, the same irritating way that makes me want to reach over and just strangle the life out of her, "I wasn't angry, I was furious!"
"So furious in fact that I ended up coming back, determined that this time I would definitely make your heart stop."
"And yet you failed." I don't hide my smile. There was nothing amusing about this, but the fact that I was still standing in front of her, meant that she had failed and that alone was enough for me to smile in victory.
Demelza scoffs, "No that's where you're wrong." She suddenly stands tall and my eyes fall to her outfit. It was a long black dress, fitting her in all the right places. The soft material pooled around her legs and with every movement, it swished around, following her like a shadow.
"I was sure you were dead. I felt your heart stop." She had turned away from me to look out of the window, but after a second, her head turned to look at me over her shoulders, her eyes blazing, "Afterall, the Death spell never fails."
I gasp, my chest tightening. In a moment of weakness, I stumble back against the wall.
"Y-You cast the Death spell?" My voice is barely audible and I don't need her answer to confirm what I already knew.
"Of course I did. I'm the only one powerful enough to cast it," she pauses, her eyes not straying from my face, "I thought Demarcus would have told you that already."
At the mention of my mentor, my head snaps up, my eyes wide.
Demelza smirks, the action darkens her beautiful face.
"Oh! You thought I wouldn't know about your precious teacher?" Her grin is mocking and cruel.
"Demarcus is nothing but the dirt on the ground. He would rather lurk around in the shadows than play centre stage. He would rather serve than be served... so pathetic, so sad."
She pauses for a second in thought, but then her face lights up, "Actually, when I think about it, I think Zachary Stone is the most pathetic."
I glare at the witch, my canines extending at the way Zac's name had left her lips.
"It was tragic really, the way his handsome face crumbled when I told him his mate had died."
I couldn't believe it. Another piece of the puzzle slotted into place and I wondered why fate was so cruel to me.
"You're the witch that trespassed and told him I had died." I snarled out, itching to reach over and rip the smug smile off her face.
"Well I wasn't lying. Believe me, I really thought you were dead. I felt pity for the poor guy and thought it would be better for him to know, instead of moping around trying to find you, when you were no longer in this world." She flicks her long black hair casually over her shoulder.
"The only thing pathetic and sad around here is you." I was so disgusted at the mere sight of this woman in front of me. Demarcus was right, she really was the devil.
She shrugs her shoulders as if my words have no effect on her, "Perhaps," she says, "but this pathetic and sad thing, is also the reason you were born-"
"And also the reason I lived fourteen years of my life without ever seeing the sun or feeling the wind in my hair." I interrupt, finding it increasingly difficult to continue to listen to her excuses.
"If you were that desperate to kill me, you should have thought a little bit more before you spread your legs." I spit, tears pricking at my eyes.
I see something flash in her eyes but it was too quick for me to pick up on.
She crosses her arms over her chest once again, a defiant expression on her face. "You remind me of your father," she says and I push away any curiosity that had sprouted in my mind at the mention of my biological father.
"..He too would often speak before thinking, not fully comprehending the fact that I could kill him with my pinky." She wiggles her little finger in the air, as if to prove a point.
"So let me guess, you killed him." It was supposed to be a snarky statement, one that would make her irritated, but it did the complete opposite.
She shrugged her shoulders and nodded her head, "Yeah I did actually." Her tone so monotonous, as if she was talking about the weather.
She lifts a finger to point in my direction, "And before you say anything, I actually did kill him. I ripped out his heart with my own hands, so yeah, he's definitely dead." She giggles, her eyes twinkling while all the colour in my face drains.
She had killed him.
Seeing my expression she rolls her eyes, "Oh please," she dismissed my wide eyes, "the fucker deserved it."
"That fucker, was my biological father," I breathe, finally gaining back my voice, "I'm sorry if I seem a little shocked at your confession to ripping his heart out."
Demelza intertwined her fingers together, her gaze cast down to the ground and for the first time, I almost believe that I can see a forlorn expression on her face.
"Yes, and he was the love of my life," there's sincerity in her voice when her eyes lock back onto mine, "but he betrayed me and I don't do second chances."
"And his betrayal meant that I had to die?" I was finding it hard to work out where exactly I fit into her story.
The powerful witch watches me carefully in silence before answering and at first I wonder if I'm hallucinating, when I hear the regret in her voice.
"You were just the result of a desperate and final attempt on my part to hold onto him."
I ponder her words, before I finally get their meaning, "You were trying to use getting pregnant as a way to trap him?"
Her eyes flicker, "What can I say, I was desperate and weak."
I laugh at her words, "Is that why you wanted me dead? Because your stupid plan didn't work?"
Demelza snickers and she moves back to her seat, her dress swishing behind her like spilt ink.
"You think too highly of yourself sweetie," dropping back on her chair, she sighs, "I wanted you dead because you were annoying and so fucking tiring. I mean you cried all the bloody time and you pooped and you smelt weird-"
"I was a baby Demelza, that's what babies do."
She shrugs her shoulders, uninterested, "Fine, you want the truth? The truth is, I just didn't love you."
She tuts and hisses a breath through clenched teeth. Her dark eyes float up to meet mine, "Simples." she says, completely unaware of the pain I was feeling.
"Simples." I repeat, with a nod of my head, finally beginning to understand.
"You are evil, manipulative and disgusting." I practically spell the words out to her in my anger, "Not only did you abandon me once, you then came back to kill me-"
"Oh don't forget I'm here to do it again." she interrupts with a smile, her white teeth blinding.
"... no wonder the love of your life left. I don't blame him." I feel victory as my words trigger her.
"He didn't leave me," she growls, her patience wearing thin, her perfect mask crumbling, "I killed him."
"But only because he was about to leave you." I finish and that was enough for her to swing her hand in the air, forcing me into the air, only to send me smashing into the wall the next second.
I groaned in pain, my head spinning as I pulled myself up.
"Don't think I will go easy on you my dear, just because I gave birth to you." she says, her hands extending to hit me with an invisible force again, but I acted quicker.
I used my werewolf speed to reach her before she could even blink, grabbing her by the neck and pinning her against the window, with so much force the glass cracked behind her.
"And don't think I won't hesitate to do what you failed. If I want to kill someone, I will kill them."
I tighten so hard that her eyes bug out, her face turning bright red, the veins in her neck bulging. She splutters under the force of my hand, gasping for air.
Suddenly with great force her hand reaches out and punches me in the chest and I go flying across the room, a sickening thud as I fall to the ground. Her hand remains extended and I can see she is using her magic to keep me pinned to the floor.
I struggle against the invisible force, but it's strong and I'm momentarily weakened by her punch. I had heard a crunch when her palm had hit my chest and I had no doubt that my ribs had fractured. The pain was incredible and I wheezed as I held out my hand.
"Ondriosa!" I whisper against the pain and watch with a victorious twinkle in my eyes as Demelza's head repeatedly smashes against the window, each time her head hits the glass it splintered further, until at the final blow the
window behind her smashes to pieces, embedding broken pieces into her scalp.
She screams in agony as she drops to her knees, blood dripping mercilessly to the floor beside her. The spell she was casting breaks and the weight I had felt pinning me down is released and I jump up to my feet, stumbling at first.
My eyes don't leave her and I notice the disoriented glazed look in her eyes as she lifts her hand to the back of her head and pulls away with it covered in crimson liquid.
"You bitch!" she yells, her eyes blazing. She must have been really angry, because she closes her eyes and a second later all the light bulbs in the room suddenly shatter, sprinkling broken fragments of glass all around the room and leaving us in complete darkness. A small piece flings in my direction and cuts my cheek and I feel a drop of blood roll down my chin. She doesn't hesitate before she flung her hand out at me and with it followed a ball of fire, heading directly for my head.
I didn't even flinch, instead flicking my hand up, making the fire ball melt away as it hit an invisible barrier I had created.
Using the same magic she had used, I pinned her down to the floor when she attempted to stand up. She screamed as she fought against the invisible force.
"I will kill you!!" She screamed again, as I stepped closer to her. Picking up a broken shard of glass from the floor, I push it against the smooth skin of her neck, digging it in, making her bleed.
"No Demelza," I said quietly, my voice steady and leveled, "you already had your chance."
I bent in closer, leaning in so there was no more space between us.
"Now it's my turn."
I don't know what had taken over me. This wasn't me- I wasn't a cold blooded murderer. Perhaps it was all the anger pent up inside. Perhaps it was payback for everything she had deprived me off, when she had cast the Death spell, when she had abandoned me as a baby.
Or maybe, it was because deep inside, I was her daughter, I had her blood running through my veins and perhaps that made me just as cold, ruthless and evil as her, and so I knew in that moment I could have killed her.
I would have killed her.
If it wasn't for my advanced hearing picking up on the hurried footsteps running up the stair and in the direction of my bedroom.
For a slight fraction of a second I was distracted and that was all Demelza needed. She broke free of my spell and reached up, tangling her fingers in my hair and smashing my head, hard, against my wooden bed post beside me. The force made my head ricochet off the wooden post and I fell to the floor, my blood spilling into the white carpet, creating a red halo around my head.
And then darkness.
★★
"EVE!! EVE WAKE UP!"
Startled awake by the rough shaking of my shoulders, my eyes fling open and at first all I can see is black, but then slowly my vision starts to brighten and a blurry figure looms over me.
"Eve are you awake?" Kate's voice is like a dream and once my vision clears completely I slowly pull myself up, assisted into a sitting position by Kate.
"What the fuck-" I groan, my head pounding so painfully, as if I was being constantly smashed in the head by a hundred hammers all at the same time.
"Excuse me! That is what I should be saying to you! What the fuck happened here?!" Her erratic voice is torture to my ears, but I managed to look around at what she was talking about.
Holy shit.
My room was a mess. It looked as if a tornado had ripped through it, destroying everything in its path and it was only when I caught sight of my white curtains blowing in the wind and the broken glass thrown across the ground that I started to remember everything.
"Shit! Where is she?!" I scream, doubling over in pain as I tried to stand up. My eyes fall to the carpet, now stained red with my blood.
"Who? Who are you talking about?" Kate looks at me with worried eyes, her mouth open as she follows me around the room, ready to catch me if I happen to collapse to the floor.
"Demelza!" I tell her, "She was here in my room.. She was here- I had her..." I clutch at my head, the pain growing every second.
"Eve, you need to calm down." I try to walk past her, but she grabs me tightly and holds me still, looking me in the eyes.
"I came to tell you something and you have no fucking idea how scared I was when I saw you bleeding out on the floor- I thought-I thought you were dead!" Kates eyes glaze over with tears and I reach over to pull her in a hug.
"I'm fine Kate," I assure her, "I'm totally fine." Yeah, except for the fact that it feels like a fucking bomb had exploded in my brain.
There a frantic look in her eyes that makes me cast the thought of Demelza to the side.
"What is it? What did you want to tell me?"
Kate looks back at me intently and then the brightest smile erupts across her face.
"He's awake... Zac's awake!"
Well, what did you think?
Hey, at least Zac's awake! Whoop! Whoop!
What do you think about Demelza?