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Fucking inconsiderate asshole.
Touching my car. His brother's car. After all the low blows and jabs he’s made. Disgusting.
This is who he is. Who he will always be.
Finally, I’m back in my room and the floor is still covered in books and random papers I found in the attic. Harper and I pored over them so I can learn as much as I need to before the ceremony.
As much as I didn't ask for this responsibility, it is mine. Based on what I have found in the books, everything they have told me about not being able to leave seems to be true.
A part of me wants to see if something happens if I try, but I also don’t want to be cursed for trying.
“Fallon! What is going on over here?” Harper shouts down the hallway, and I hear the pounding of her footsteps against the floor.
Harper looks panicked when she rushes through my door. “I heard yelling and screaming. Then I saw a deformed penis on the driveway. Joanie must be pissed!”
Walking over to Harper, I wrap my arms around her. She hesitates for a second, but hugs me back. I’m exhausted. I’ve been holding myself up alone for the past few weeks since dad died and I’m just so damn tired. I need someone to hold me for a bit.
My head hurts. My cheek is throbbing, and my back aches from being pushed into the window.
Releasing her, I walk over to my bed and sit crossed leg, and Harper joins me.
“Merrick.” Is all I need to say. She gets it.
“So that was his art he added to the driveway then?” I only nod in response. “How pissed was Joanie?”
Shaking my head, I blow out a deep breath. “She was livid. She came home and was screaming‘Fallon’and I didn’t hear her because my headphones were in while I was reading all the stuff we found upstairs about my family and the town. Then she kept shouting and when I finally heard her, I came running down and you would have thought I had thrown pig’s blood all over the place with how pissed she was. Then, we went to the second-floor balcony, because I obviously had no idea what she was going on about. She kept blabbing on saying the most vile things about me and my dad. I wanted to punch her. I wanted to punch her so badly, but before I could, she pulled on my hair and slapped me! I couldn’t comprehend what happened, and the next thing I know, Merrick was holding her over the ledge.” Harper's jaw drops as I continue. “I rushed them, because I thought he was definitely going to drop her, but he forced me back into the house. I ended up slamming against the windowsill and hitting my head. Now I have one hell of a headache. He brought her back over, told her off some more and when she goes to leave, he tells her the driveway was him and she snarks on about him always being her least favorite. Joanie is pure evil. I mean, Merrick is an absolute ass, but there is no need to say that to your child. It’s no wonder him and my dad risked it all and tried to get out any way they could.” I shake my head at the thought. The woman is a witch. A witch I get to kill.
At first, the thought repulsed me. I’m not a killer. I have had angry thoughts before, but never felt the urge to act upon them. After today though, I’m excited to end her life. I’ll take her spot and watch the light leave her eyes as I drink from the goblet.
The goblet. Shit. We still need to get that.
Harper can tell I’m lost in my own thoughts when she interrupts, “Earth to Fallon. Finish the story please,” she pleads.
“Right. Sorry. So once I saw what he did, I was livid. He touched my car. He stole my keys, drove my car and did that shit. He makes me so angry all the time. What was really interesting was when he got all high and mighty with Joanie and told her she is not to speak to me or look at me. Since when did he care if people were nice to me or not? The guy gets off on torturing me. It doesn’t make sense.”
“It makes perfect sense. He likes you!” Harper is way too giddy right now. Bouncing her bum on the bed with the biggest smile.
“No. Not a chance. Darla said the same thing. He legitimately gets off on being a dick. No feelings are involved other than that when talking about him.” I laugh at her. “Can we not talk about him anymore, please? I’m honestly so exhausted. Everything is catching up with me, and it’s overwhelming. I’ve been studying and getting ready for the ceremony, but what if I’m not good enough?”
Harper’s hand touches my leg. “Stop that thinking right now. You’re tired. Your brain is tricking you into thinking things that aren’t true. Nothing a good night's sleep can’t fix. But first, your dress, I’m almost done! It is simply exquisite, if I say so myself. You are going to look hot. You can thank me later. I should be done in another two or three days, tops!” This girl was right. She is my best friend.
“Thank you, Harper. Not just for the dress, but for everything.”
“Don’t be silly. I told you we would be best friends!” What a sassy bitch. Gloating. She is gloating. Taking a pillow, I toss one at her face and we both break into laughter. It feels good. I needed this.
I bet she knew that, too.
“Wait…The ceremony. Shouldn’t we tell the other town elders? Don’t they need to be there for it? I haven’t even met them. It will be nearly impossible to sneak around that much without Joanie flipping her shit again.”
“Chill. Darla and I got this handled.”
“What do you mean, you and Darla?”
“Darla and I go way back. She’s my girl, too. Don’t get jealous, you're still my number one. When I was hanging out there the other day, she asked dad and I to let them know as discreetly as possible. Which we have been doing. They will be here the next full moon.”
“Thank you! I’m nervous to meet them. Is that normal?”
“Of course it is. But they are just like you and I. It will be fine. Everything will work out. Darla has been planning along with the other spirits on how to get Joanie into the mausoleum. The elders are on the same page. Soon you will have the dress and the goblet and we will be all set! You can do this, Fallon. I believe in you, and I need you to believe in you!”
