disappearing.
It looked like my mother had just walked in the door herself. “Hi Elizabeth, who is your friend?” she asked her eyes wide with shock. Mine would be too; she knew I didn’t have any friends.
“Mother this is Landon, Landon this is my mother Maggie.” They shook hands said hellos and I told them I would be right back and ran upstairs.
“Mother, I need you to join Landon and me in the living room please.” I told her returning, while heading in that direction. The living room was huge and I started, with the help of Landon of course, moving things out of the way.
“Elizabeth, what in the world are you doing?” She asked standing back watching us with her hands on her hips.
“Mother we need to talk and we have to talk here, considering this is the biggest room on this side of the mansion.” I looked at her with pleading eyes to understand.
“But why do you have to move all the furniture to talk?” She said slowly.
“Trust her Mrs. Marcus, you will definitely understand everything.” Landon said with a smile.
She sighed and I knew she would not win this one. I sighed too because the last thing I wanted to do was get into an argument with my mother.
The three of us sat crossed legged on the floor and in a circle. I had placed a sheet in front of use with black candles all around it. I looked at my mother and said, “My father loved you a great deal and I know you are hurting and he is too.” My mother looked at me now with tears forming in her eyes.
“I need you to listen very carefully to everything that I am about to tell you, with of course, Landon’s help. Ok?” she shook her head slowly.
“The first thing I want to do is clear up three things. One I am half witch and half demon. Two my father is a demon…” I stopped and watched her reaction before I finished my sentence. “…..Three you are a witch.”
Chapter 23
My mother’s mouth dropped to the floor. “Impossible Elizabeth, is this a game to you,” she said starting to get angry.
I looked at my mother seriously, “No it is not a game, but I wished it was a nightmare. It is not that either or I would have woken up a long time ago.
“So you think you are a witch and your father is a demon.” My mother asked with a little laugh.
“I don’t think, I know,” I said seriously. “Landon is a demon, too”
“ How is he a demon? He looks pretty normal to me!” My mother said louder her voice a little shaky. She looked him up and down.
I looked over to Landon and asked, “Would you show her?” He nodded his head and concentrated until his teeth and the stubs in his head appeared. My mother grasped and jumped back quickly.
“It is ok mother, he will not hurt you. I promise!” I shouted at her. “I need you to come back in the circle, please. I need you to listen to me,” I begged her.
She came back to the circle slowly looking back and forth from me to Landon.
“So it is true, then that must mean,” she said slowly with her eyes growing wide, “That I am a witch?”
I shook my head yes and with the help from Landon, we told her everything. I started with the night I was in the closet, until the very minute of us sitting in the floor. My mother gasped at all the right spots, cried over what my father had said in his letters, understood why she couldn’t hit or kill me, laughed when I was talking about giving Landon a makeover, and scolded me over killing Lucas.
To my relief she understood. “So what are you going to do, Elizabeth? Why are we sitting here in a circle?” She asked with a look of
It looked like my mother had just walked in the door herself. “Hi Elizabeth, who is your friend?” she asked her eyes wide with shock. Mine would be too; she knew I didn’t have any friends.
“Mother this is Landon, Landon this is my mother Maggie.” They shook hands said hellos and I told them I would be right back and ran upstairs.
“Mother, I need you to join Landon and me in the living room please.” I told her returning, while heading in that direction. The living room was huge and I started, with the help of Landon of course, moving things out of the way.
“Elizabeth, what in the world are you doing?” She asked standing back watching us with her hands on her hips.
“Mother we need to talk and we have to talk here, considering this is the biggest room on this side of the mansion.” I looked at her with pleading eyes to understand.
“But why do you have to move all the furniture to talk?” She said slowly.
“Trust her Mrs. Marcus, you will definitely understand everything.” Landon said with a smile.
She sighed and I knew she would not win this one. I sighed too because the last thing I wanted to do was get into an argument with my mother.
The three of us sat crossed legged on the floor and in a circle. I had placed a sheet in front of use with black candles all around it. I looked at my mother and said, “My father loved you a great deal and I know you are hurting and he is too.” My mother looked at me now with tears forming in her eyes.
“I need you to listen very carefully to everything that I am about to tell you, with of course, Landon’s help. Ok?” she shook her head slowly.
“The first thing I want to do is clear up three things. One I am half witch and half demon. Two my father is a demon…” I stopped and watched her reaction before I finished my sentence. “…..Three you are a witch.”
Chapter 23
My mother’s mouth dropped to the floor. “Impossible Elizabeth, is this a game to you,” she said starting to get angry.
I looked at my mother seriously, “No it is not a game, but I wished it was a nightmare. It is not that either or I would have woken up a long time ago.
“So you think you are a witch and your father is a demon.” My mother asked with a little laugh.
“I don’t think, I know,” I said seriously. “Landon is a demon, too”
“ How is he a demon? He looks pretty normal to me!” My mother said louder her voice a little shaky. She looked him up and down.
I looked over to Landon and asked, “Would you show her?” He nodded his head and concentrated until his teeth and the stubs in his head appeared. My mother grasped and jumped back quickly.
“It is ok mother, he will not hurt you. I promise!” I shouted at her. “I need you to come back in the circle, please. I need you to listen to me,” I begged her.
She came back to the circle slowly looking back and forth from me to Landon.
“So it is true, then that must mean,” she said slowly with her eyes growing wide, “That I am a witch?”
I shook my head yes and with the help from Landon, we told her everything. I started with the night I was in the closet, until the very minute of us sitting in the floor. My mother gasped at all the right spots, cried over what my father had said in his letters, understood why she couldn’t hit or kill me, laughed when I was talking about giving Landon a makeover, and scolded me over killing Lucas.
To my relief she understood. “So what are you going to do, Elizabeth? Why are we sitting here in a circle?” She asked with a look of
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