3-losing control
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3-losing control
Crabbing Mike’s hand I guide him to the back porch then sit on the steps.
“Mike, I’m so sorry but we can’t -”
Mike cuts me off mid-sentence: “Don’t...don’t say it... don’t break up with me.”
“I have no choice, we’re moving and I won’t be coming back, it’ll make no sense telling you that we could make our relationship work long distance when we both know it can’t.”
“Then stay… you can move in with us, then when we graduate we can get a place together.”
“Thank you for the offer but I can’t accept it, Mike.”
“Why not? We can live-”
I cut him off by placing my lips on his while placing my hands on his cheeks. When I break the kiss I stare into his eyes: “Goodbye Mike, trust me you’ll be better off without me.”
“What is that supposed to mean, I’m not in a bad situation being with you, I’m not going to say goodbye, don’t break up with me please” he begs.
I sigh and begin walking towards the front of the house.
“MARISOL, I’M TALKING TO YOU, DON’T IGNORE ME!”
I know he did not just yell at me, who does he think he is?
Whirling around I stop in front of him which causes him to stop short. My emotions are rising and that familiar sensation is making an appearance again.
“Watch the way you speak to me! Don’t you dare yell at me again!”
His face pales and he looks scared out of his mind: “But” he says in a scared whisper.
“But nothing, we are done, I’m giving you the opportunity to move on, go find someone else who can make you happy.”
“You make me happy” he responds.
“Really?… Are you happy now?”
The sensation is now stronger than before, but I’m managing to keep the flames from appearing in my hands. In the distance, I hear my parents and the movers panicked voices.
“No, I’m not happy now, but you know what fine! you want to leave me fine! I won’t be alone anyway, I have plenty of girls lined up waiting for their chance…Oh and before I go; I’ll tell you this: your best friend Crystal and I have been seeing each other on the side since we started dating. Crystal knew that I was only with you so I can use your father’s connections to have my future set...I was just using you like the trash that you are!”
“what the f**k did you say?!”
Suddenly a Surge of power surrounds me and bright blue and red flames swirl around me.
“What the f**k!… What are you?”Mike asks with a look of total fear on his face.
At the sound of his voice, the flames appear on my hands and I snicker.
“You’re free to f**k whoever you want. I am glad to be done with you!”
He opens his mouth to speak, but then we hear my parents and the movers gasp behind me.
“MIKE GO HOME AND FORGET EVERYTHING YOU JUST SAW!” Shouts my dad.
Mom moves closer to me: “Marisol, you have to reel it in honey.”
“I’m trying to Mom but this asshole is making it a difficult thing to do.”
“It’s my pleasure!” he states as he mock bows at me while smirking.
“Oh? no longer scared are you?… I can change that real quick!” I state menacingly.
As I take a step forward; one of the movers stands in front of me and begins chanting in a whisper while the other yells: “YO KID, YOU BETTER RUN AND GET THE f**k OUT OF HERE!”
Mike doesn’t hesitate and makes a run for it.
As the man continues to chant in front of me I look off in the distance that the ass hat ran to, then ask in confusion:
“Why can’t I move?”
Mom places her Hand on my shoulder: “They’re stopping you from moving, so you don’t do something you’ll regret... You were losing control and were letting the anger consume you.”
I look at both of the men and realize that their chanting is making me start to feel calmer.
“Thank you guys, I’m good now, you guys can stop…I promise I'm not going to run after that jerk, he’s just not worth my time.”
They both look at each other and stop chanting then they lean against the house exhaustedly.
“I take it; you aren’t regular movers?”
“No honey” Dad replies with a laugh…“These men are your cousins.”
“But I thought there hasn’t been a witch in our family line for centuries” I state in confusion.
“You are correct, your cousins Peter and Mark have a different family line because their mother married into another warlock’s family.”
“Oh, hey,” I say with a shy smile and a small wave.
They laugh: “sup” they respond in unison.
“What are we going to do about Mike; since he now knows the truth?” Mom asks in a worried tone.
“Don’t worry about him, we’ll be out of here within 5 minutes, Mark just went to transfer everything from the house into the truck, so no worries” replies Dad in a calming voice.
Shortly after; we walk to the car and Mark is already in the passenger seat of the truck.
“Wait won’t people be able to track us if they choose to?” I ask.
“Of course, we thought about that; we’ll use an invisibility spell along with a barrier around the cars so no one can hit us on the road” responds Peter.
“Wait we can do that?”
“Of course, we can…especially you…the amount of power you have is crazy strong…Do you want to learn how?” Asks Peter.
“Duh,” I state in excitement.
“Repeat after me and do what I do okay?”
“Okay, I respond eagerly.”
I mimic everything he does and once the cars become invisible I get surprised because we can still see each other. A few seconds after we’re all in the cars we begin our drive…..next stop is my new life… I hope it’ll be better than my life here which was filled with betrayal and lies.
*****End of flashback*****
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