Cursed

Chapter Twenty-Five

Wednesday, I sighed. At least the week was half over. Still, it hadn't been a great day. My head ached with migraines all day, probably going to get a vision later today. I wonder if it will be another vision of the past or if I'll finally see the future again. I hated to admit it, but I was afraid my visions of the future were gone. If I only saw the past, what good would I be?

I shivered against the cold air. I was walking to my car, Erik and Addie flanking each side of me. It was snow -- again, and they were talking about ice skating on the lake. I was not a fan of water -- frozen or not, so I was opting out of that activity.

"Are you sure?" Erik's eyes wished I would change my mind.

"Yeah, my head has been hurting all day. I think I need to just go home." Both Erik and Addie's face fell a little. "But you guys have fun," I wave them away. "Gran is home, so I'll be okay," I add because I know they're worried about me. Now, that we know when the cult is going to attack, it's put things into perspective.

Erik adjusts his backpack, hitting it by its strap. He's wary to leave me.

"Okay, I'll be over in a couple of hours. It's still my shift." He winks. I know there's no way to tell him not to come over for his "shift" tonight. Butterflies stirred in my stomach at his wink.

I brush my fingers through my hair. "Sounds good. Bye guys!" I excuse myself quickly. My boots slipped, but I caught myself at the last second. I straightened, looking around. Thankfully, no one sees me almost fall on my face in the snow.

That would be my luck to fall and die before Dara got her chance. I bet she would be upset that I beat her to it. I got into the car and headed home. Thankfully, I had snow tires with chains, so the drive home was pretty easy.

When I pulled in the driveway, my mom was back out. She waved goodbye when we passed each other. She was probably going over to Zack's since school was out. They were a really cute couple and my mom deserved someone like him. Sure, it would have been nice to see her more. Especially, with my days to live dwindling down.

I was trying not to get too down about it. I had faith in the Coven to protect me, but after seeing what the Cult was capable of scared me. If killing me was just an initiation test, what would they do next? We still knew nothing about what they had planned. What was their end goal game plan?

The only thing we did know was that they hated Witches. That part didn't make any sense. You would think they would like Witches or try to create a coven, instead of a Cult. Then again, I didn't know much about Devil Worshippers, so maybe they all hated Witches. Still, it was questionable why they hated us all so much. Everything they did seemed to be in spite of Witchcraft.

I shook my head and grabbed my things to go inside. My migraine was pulsating in my temples down. I wasn't sure if it was a vision, it could be just a regular headache caused by all the stress. I didn't want to think of any of that. I pushed open the front door, feeling the heat from the fireplace. It was comforting.

I found Gran stoking the fire, then she added more wood. She looked up when she heard me come inside and smiled adoringly at me. Her smile was more comforting than the fire. I knew we were alone because Kate and Mir were following Dara. Apparently, she was with Vayne at his house. They found out that Vayne lived in a crappy apartment with Trevor, Thana, and Jarius.

It made a lot of sense to me, hearing they all shared a tiny apartment. It also explained why Dara was never home. If Vayne had his own place, why would they be here?

"Hello, Little Bird, how was school?" Today, she wore a lilac dress with a black shawl over the top. Her hair was braided down her back. I think she was surprised I came home alone. It was the first time in weeks that I hadn't brought someone home. Despite everything I saw the other night, I still didn't want to tell Gran or my mom.