Afterlife

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and Zach. They had always been way to understanding of the humans and this was the last she had of that.
     
    She walked up the stony path to the witch of Devonwaters house. The witch of Devonwater, Cedany was once one of England’s finest medieval countesses, she was suspected to be a witch by many and she was sent to be burned at the steak. Many believed her to be dead, but she had cheated death and won immortality in a sinister way. If anyone could cause Fleur’s destruction, it was Cedany . Aliana walked to the front of the door. The stony brick house looked sinister and dull. She knocked on the door, her white blonde hair blowing in the wind. Her violet eyes were calmer and the red had subsided but the artificial dark make-up lined her face. She touched her eyes and tilted her head to the side wondering if there was in anyone inside the cottage. A door opened only slightly.
     
    “Whose there?” a creaking voice said.
     
    “Ah…Aliana.”
     
    “We don’t want any homeless people.” The person on the other side shut the door abruptly. Aliana knocked again.
     
    “What!”
     
    “Look lady I am not a homeless person and you know it, I need your help. Now are you going to give it to me or not?”
     
    Cedany smiled, exposing her rotten teeth. “Well, why didn’t you say so in the first place.” Opening the door for Aliana to go inside.
     
    “Crappy place you’ve got here.”
     
    “We try.”
     
    Inside there was a cauldron with green slime spewing over. It smelled rotten.
     
    “That pot smells as bad as my love life.”
     
    “Stop insulting ...”
     
    Aliana knew instinctively that she needed to keep quiet.
     
    “You want revenge.”
     
    “How did you…”
     
    “Know? I know everything.” 
     
    “I don’t know, maybe we should kill her.”
     
    “I don’t kill people, contrary to belief, but I do make them wish that they were dead.”
     
    Cedany walked towards her stove and picked up an old rusted kettle. “Green tea?”
     
    Aliana nodded. “There must be something you can think of doing; I mean you’re the expert here.”
     
    “Yes I am and I have the perfect plan.”
     
    Aliana smiled wickedly
     
    “Good, then we have a deal.”
     

     
    “Love me tender, love me right, love me until I die.”
     
    Anonymous

Chapter 9
     
    Final Moments
     

     
    Daniel was the one thing in my life I was sure of. There was nothing I wanted more than to be with him every waking moment. I anticipated every second of every living day to see him when he wasn’t with me. The old clock in the store moved too slowly, I could see the customers talking but I couldn’t hear them. It carried on like this for a while. “Okay fine, it was like this every day since that day, since we reconciled and openly admitted that we felt something for each other. The only thing on my mind was Daniel. I could see Martha and Oscar’s disapproval and their constant worried chats behind my back about how bad Daniel was. I didn’t care; they didn’t know him like I did. In any case, I knew deep down that even though he thirsted for my blood, that he would never hurt me.
     
    He wasn’t allowed near the store or anywhere near me, but not even that could keep us apart. I used every excuse in the book to see him. If I wasn’t at the library then I was at the movies with Lilly, a girl I had met at the church that Oscar and Martha attended. They never questioned my whereabouts openly, but I knew they had a hunch that I was lying.
     
    I set out on the same path that lead up to the forest that had become so familiar to me the last few months. Daniel had told me that Zach is his brother and that still worried me.
     
    It was a clear and sunny day, something that was rare for Cornwell. It was always either foggy or wet, but today the heat was overwhelming. It was as if the flowers had bloomed overnight, their little faces turned upward to the sky. I approached our usual meeting place, but Daniel was obviously late

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