The witch’s Journal

Chapter 10

“Yesterday, Dyson and I made up. I tried so hard to fight our connection but in the end love won. “Love? Do I Love him?” I asked myself while closing my journal. Before I could answer, my phone rings. “Good morning gorgeous.” “Good morning handsome, I say with a bright smile. “What are you getting into today? He asks. “It’s the weekend so no classes. I’m not the type to plan ahead so my schedule is free, for now. Unless you’re trying to fill it? I ask quizzically. “I’m trying to fill up all your time. Spend the day with me.” He commands smoothly. “I’d love to.” I reply trying not to sound too eager. “Perfect, dress comfortably. I’ll be there in a hour.” Dyson says before he hangs up.

The hour must have flown by. Before I knew it Dyson was at the door. “Hey, he says. “Hey” I say in return while looking into his brown eyes. We both smiled at each other and simultaneously fell into a deep kiss. “We have to stop meeting like this.”Dyson jokes. “Why? I love our meetings “, I tease. “I bet you do”, he says seductively while kissing me one more time. “So what are we doing today?” I ask. “Well there’s an event today. It’s a witch s***h warlock event. We basically get together and have matches, sing, dance, play games, drink etc. We have one once a year and my mom usually have to make me go but It’s a actually a lot of fun. “You don’t think it’ll be weird for a human to be there?” I ask. “No, there will be plenty of witches and warlocks there without any power. Remember, we don’t come into our power until we’re 25 so those of us without power watch the matches and have a good time.” “When you say match. What do you mean?” I ask. “Do you mean two warlocks or witches fighting each other?” ”Yes and no. We fight but it’s not to the death or anything. It’s like flag football. We can use our powers and whoever doesn’t counter defense within 30 seconds loses so I guess you’d say it’s more like boxing or wrestling.” “ That sounds interesting. I’d love to come out and watch and I feel more comfortable knowing there will be plenty of folks out there powerless just like me.” “You’ll be the most powerful powerless witch there. You’ll be the only one carrying one of these around”, he says while grabbing the potion for my jacket pocket. “That’s true”, I say with a laugh.”Are you going to sign up for a match?” “No way. I’m way too new at this. I’ve only had these powers for four days now. I’ve been training daily with my dad but that’s not nearly enough time to battle someone. I’d embarrass myself babe. It takes incredibly skill and strength to wield your powers in a non lethal way. Heavens forbids I accidentally hurt someone.” “I understand I say. While placing my hand on his. I want to see you do your thing but not at the expense of hurting someone. You continue to train with your dad and next year I’ll get to see you battle.” “My money’s on you babe., I say with smile. “Whether it’s the year or the next.” “Thanks gorgeous,” Dyson says while planting a kiss on my lips. “Let’s get going there’s a stop we have to make on the way there.”, Dyson says. “Ok, I’ll just grab my purse and we can head out.”

“The stop is your parents house?”, I ask. Not that anything’s wrong with that I just thought the out stop was a*****e run or something. I say. “Nope this is the stop but we won’t be here long. My mom always brings a batch of fresh apple pies to serve at the event so I just stopped by to help my old man pack everything up.” “That’s so sweet of you.” I say. “It’s nothing that’s what sons are for. Let’s get out so I can give them a hand Dyson says while watching his mom struggle carrying a box that looks half her size. “Ma! Dyson exclaims. What are you doing? You know that’s why you have a husband and son right? You don’t have to carry anything. Not on my watch.” “Oh honey hush before your father hears you. He’ll have my head if he knew I was toting this box.” “Okay I’ll be quiet but seriously ma you don’t have to do these type of tasks we got it.”Dyson says firmly while grabbing the box from her arms and effortlessly toting it to the truck. “How many more boxes is there, Ma?” “Just nine more. Go grab your dad. He’s in the study. She says waiving Dyson off after noticing me. “Hey Amara dear. How are you?” Dyson mom asks while giving me a hug. “I just knew my son was going to scare you off with all this witch business.” “ You can’t scare me off that easily” I say hugging her back. “I’m glad to hear it. You have a strong soul I sense that about you.”“Thank you.” I say awkwardly not knowing how to really reply to that compliment. “How are you dear, really, with all of this?” She asks with a concerned look. “I’ve come to terms with it. It’s not that I was scared. I just didn’t have the tools to protect myself. I hope it’s okay but Dyson gave me some potion”, I say not sure how she would react. “It’s fine dear you need to protect yourself don’t you worry about how I feel about anything if my son trusts you enough to have them then I am all for it. He did show you the proper way to use them and store them, right?” Yes, ma’am he did. There won’t be any spontaneous explosions on my end.” “That’s good to hear”, Dyson mom chuckles “and you can call me Liz dear.” After talking to Dyson’s mom for a short while the men finally came in after packing up the boxes. “Well hello. I’m Derrick. Dyson’s dad. I’ve heard a lot about you Amara. All good things I swear” he says while holding up his hands defensively. “It’s nice to formally meet you.” I laugh. “Well that’s a relief, It’s nice to meet you too. I’m excited for today. Dyson tells me that there are matches will you be participating?” “I haven’t participated in a match in a long while. I’ll leave that up to the younger guys.”“Don’t let him fool you Mar. He was the reigning champ for five years in a row and then he just stopped.” “I had to retire to give someone else a chance” Derrick jokes. “I know there won’t be any one participating in any magically matches today or they’ll have to deal with me” says Liz sternly. “I know Ma”, Dyson says. “Yes darling,” Derrick says while kissing her cheek. “Are we ready to go?” Dyson asks. Everyone nods and says yes. “Alright. Let’s head out.”