The Witchy Tale (COMPLETED)

Magic And Mother Issues

"Debora?"

She heard Felix' smooth voice call her. Debora then realised that her eyes were closed and she was lying on something soft, her bed. She shot up abruptly and gasped.

At the dressing table stood Felix fixing his shirt and looking at her through the mirror. When he saw her gasping he rushed to her.

"Hey, what happened?"

Debora looked around to see if she really was in her room, she touched his face and sighed in relief.

What was that? A dream? A nightmare? But she never had nightmares. Wheather it was a trick of her imagination or reality, either way it wasn't good.

"Are you going to tell me?" Felix' voice brought her back from her thoughts. She put up that smile again and shook her head, "It's nothing. A bad dream."

Felix' face soften and he pulled her in a hug, his hands worked in her hair and she closed her eyes in content. This was her life, the best she could get. The one she wanted.

"I have a meeting today so I won't be able to see you until evening." He pulled away and held her face, she scrunched her nose, "Yeah, I know it sucks. I'll cook dinner today then, okay?"

"Okay." He let her rest some more and prepared breakfast for them before leaving. Debora wanted to belive that the night before wasn't real, in her head she was convinced, it was the heart that didn't believe it. It was her magic that felt the pull, still.

After Felix left for work she dressed in the gown she used to wear when she lived in the woods, Felix had let her keep them after she insisted that she liked them. Her cloak covered her head and she left the house in silence. Without making a sound she took a short way to he woods.

Debora didn't leave the possibility of magic. There was a high chance that her mother used magic on her.

Besides the rustling of her dress against the wild plants and chirping of birds she could hear the low humming of engines from the Siren City behind her.

If her mother was truly here, it was a matter of deep concern. That means because of Debora a witch of her coven had left Norme and had come to the Siren border. That was a big deal, considering witches don't leave their abodes.

She searched the place for any trace left behind by her mother, nothing was found. Either it was just Debora or her mother had gotten good at hiding her trails.

Defeated, Debora headed back home. It was good in a way, she would be free again and live peacefully with Felix. But Debora should've known her fate wasn't all that great, it was in mood for showering her with surprises.

And a surprise dropped in that evening along with Felix. A very familiar surprise that she didn't want to meet at any condition, especially not through Felix.

"Debora! Look who came to meet you?" Felix came back from work and much to Debora's surprise, after him stepped in her mother.

She was wearing the same dress and cloak she was wearing the night she met her. It was all true then. A pity on her part, because the old witch was adamant on taking her away from her personal piece of heaven.

Debora glanced at Felix.

"What is she doing here?"

Felix' smile faltered a little and stepped closer to her, he went behind her and held her shoulders gently then whispered in her ear.

"The lady over ther says she's your mother. I didn't believe her at first, then she started saying things that no one other than you, me and your mother should know."

She looked back at him curiously, "Things like what?"

He hesitated, then awkwardly nodded at her mother who was still silently watching them.

"Your birthmark, your magic colour, your middle name."

Debora's mouth opened in shock, Felix avoided her eyes and pursed his lips, but Debora knew he was just trying not to laugh.

"You told him my middle name?!" Debora snapped at her mother.

"He wanted proof." The lady said easily. Her slender hand waved in dismissive manner. "And I gave it to him. Now let's come back to the topic I discussed with dear Felix here."

Dear Felix? Since when was her mate dear to anyone but her?

Anyway, she didn't want her mother anywhere near them. She was bad news, one that stuck to her hair like a chewed gum and won't go without taking some snipped hair along. Her mother was but a human version of it, she took a a part of anyone who associated with her. And no way was she going to loose Felix.

"You aren't welcome here. Please see yourself out, mother." Debora pointed to the front door, "And never come back."

Her mother scoffed and lifted the hood off her head swiftly, Debora cringed at the sight of her face. She once smiled up at that face, now she only remembered years of nightmares that it gave her.

"Listen to what I have to say first, the final decision is yours to make."

"There is no decision to be made. I said leave at once! Can't you listen to me? I'm happy here! Don't push yourself in my life!" Debora's voice raised like an exploding volcano. It poured the anger and disagreement she held for her mother.

And by the expression on the old witch's face, the message was successfully delivered.

"I told you she won't agree." The old witch said to Felix, "You are still very much stubborn."

Debora's mind faced a blank wall. Her mother was playing games that she knew well. Debora should have known the old witch would do what she did best - manipulate and destroy. She had done it thousands of times and she was doing it again, this time with Felix.

"What are you talking about?" She whirled around when she didn't recieve the answer from her mother, "Felix. What did she say to you?"

Felix stood like a stiff bark of a tree as she pinned him with a look, "She came to my office. She wants you into go back to the coven. Now, I am not saying she's right but she said everyone missed you there. That you should visit. I said it's not my place to decide."

"She told you that and you believed? She wants me to go and you brought her here? Why?" Debora cried out loud. He flinched at the raw emotion she displayed.

"Because I know how you feel Debora. It has been extremely difficult for you all these years, living alone. Now that I have you, I want to give you all the happiness you deserve, I am trying my best for that. But I see what you don't, I see that you still long for that lost life."

"I don't -"

Felix shushed her, "Don't say you don't. You may deny it, you may not feel it but I see it whenever you use your magic. You are still carrying the weight of your past in you which is only dragging you down Debora. If going back for a little time gives you that closure to move forward without them, then I don't see why not."

Debora was tongue tied. She had no reply for his opinion. She didn't miss them, she despised them to the very core of her heart where it was black from hate. But the rest of it was occupied by Felix and his heartbreakingly concern eyes shattered her. Even in this moment where it was all about her, he was making a harder choice of letting her go. What a fool her mate was. And she loved him despite it. He was gullible, easily manipulated by her mother.

"Debora, you are needed. It took me many years to come and get you but you must understand I didn't hold any power over the coven back then. The collective decision couldn't be broken by me." Her mother reasoned to convince her of the truth she held, "Now I am in power there, you should come back and claim your place in the coven."

Debora smiled bitterly. She remembered those days clearly in her head, her mother was anything but helpless to come to her own daughter in need. She turned around to face her mother and with one single step in her direction Debora's eyes turned black.

"I don't need your explanation mother. I am yet to let go of the past as you can see. Your words don't effect me." She took a couple more steps forward until she was foot to foot with her mother and lowered her voice to a barely audible whisper. "And you stooped so low as to use my mate against me. You don't want to know the consequences of this. This is the last time I'm telling you to leave, politely. The next time I won't be so civil with you, birth giver or not."

Her mother's eyes flashed red but she smartly remained silent as Debora made space between them again.

"This is not what you want, Debora."

Debora stopped mid step in Felix' direction. She didn't reply to the statement made by her either. Before her Felix stood frozen in his place. She heard footsteps behind her but she didn't spare a glance, her eyes were darted to her mate.

"You are still a child. There is a lot you need to learn, you are not safe here with no one to guide you. Your mate won't protect you from anything." Her mother brushed past her and towards Felix, she placed a finger on his frozen shoulder and Debora closed her eyes. "You have to protect yourself in this world. Everyone is out for each other's life here. All we do is thrive in it."

"You and your filthy tricks never get old, Semira." Debora whispered with a strange chill in her voice that made her mother stop. Even if Debora was powerful, her magic was still less than her mother's who was constantly in company of the coven. There was a chance that pushing her mother too hard would lead her to losing Felix forever.

His frozen eyes froze her heart and cracked it all over again. The hate for the coven came back again.

The warm air around her left their surroundings and replacing it was a frosty chill, Debora's eyes opened to be found black.

"You will respect me, Debora. I am your mother and you will address me as such, not by my name."

Debora didn't hide her humorless chuckle, "Do you even hear yourself right now?"

Her eyes skipped between her mother and Felix at a dangerously slow proximity.

"You play unfair and I don't expect anything less from you. But not on the expense of him" Debora said. Her hand touched Felix as she came close and with another hand she pushed her mother away. Her face unreadable. "You have started this game, and we shall play it alright. Let's see who wins." 

A triumphant smirk lifted on Semira's lips.

Facing her mate Debora brought her open palm an inch away from his face, her magic released in soft waves of cloud over his beautiful features as she moved her hand down to his chest. Felix' eyes moved down to meet hers and she grinned.

In one single evening her future changed for the worse. The only thing Debora could do now was bring the culprits to their doom earlier than what the fates decided. She had no choice but to make them pay for laying their filthy eyes on Felix.

She wasn't a witch for nothing.

The black ink faded away from her eyes revealing the blue colour once again as she stared at the love of her life.

"I will go. Will you accompany me to Norme, Felix?"