Cursed

Chapter Thirty-Eight

I woke up with the sun streaming through my curtains. Lately, I had been leaving them open with the intention of Erik coming through them. He didn't. He was still upset about Daniel kissing me three weeks ago. Had it really been three weeks ago? Yesterday had been a dismal Valentines day. The girls tried to make it fun. 

Of course, Ivelyn threw a party. It had been epic. Erik and Daniel both had been there, causing me to try and ignore both of them. Each of them looked at me like they were waiting for me to make the next move. It didn't feel fair, but it was. They both had made their move, the ball was in my court so to speak.

Except I was bad at making decisions.

I shouldn't be trusted.

But, it was time to choose. I had drug them each around for far too long. I had hurt Erik and Daniel. Granted, each of them had hurt me in their own way. The last months had taught me a lot. It sounded cliche but my time was up. I needed to choose one of them or none of them. I was tired of this love triangle nonsense.

I had to take everything into consideration.

Each pledges their case. 

The problem was that when I was in front of Erik I wanted to be with him, the same could be said for when I was in front of Daniel. I have completely split down the middle. So, what was the defining moment? What had thrown in that extra one percent? Was it Erik who was always there to save me? Or was it Daniel who had always been there?

They each were my safety net.

I knew I could count on them both.

That was the hardest point.

No matter who I chose, I was going to let the other down. I was going to lose a friend either way. That was the worst part. I wanted them both, but I didn't want to lose what we had. Erik had become so much to be in these past months, especially when Daniel had been absent. Then again, Daniel had been so intense the first time I met him.

There were too many options.

How was I ever going to make a decision?

As I rolled out of bed, I already felt a migraine. This time, I knew it wasn't caused by a vision of any sorts. This was completely induced by my inability to make a decision. Daniel? Erik? The argument was endless and it drove me up away.

Instead, I hopped in the shower. The hot water had a way about it that gave me temporary contentment. It wasn't much, but it was enough to relieve my headache -- for the moment. After I got out, I tried to put some clothes on. All I wanted to do was lay on my bed, scrolling through my phone while still wrapped in the safety of my towel.

Why was that the most comfortable position?

Forget silk pajamas, a nice towel, and my phone was all I needed. Everything on my phone was talking about the Cult members. Of course, the Social Media articles didn't pose them as such. Depending on the article, they called them either "Devil Worshippers get what they deserve in sentencing," or "wrongfully accused youth are forced into adult courts as juveniles." 

It gave very mixed signals.

If you didn't know any better, you might feel sorry for the ragtag bunch of Devil Worshippers. I was madder at them than my own sister who tried to kill me. It might not have been fair, but each one of them had a choice and each of them chose evil. They didn't want to help us out. Especially, Raven, who had proven to be especially difficult.

She was a die-hard fan of the Devil.

Even though she didn't believe Thana could talk to the Devil, she still was convinced Witches were the worst thing out there. Despite, Ivelyn and Kate going over multiple times the correct way. Raven was proving to be the most stubborn. It was one of the reasons that I didn't feel that bad about reading these articles.