Secret society

Secret society

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So I lay myself on the cotton white sheets of the wooden bed. Trying to process everything that had happened today. Bestfriend killed by me in a crazy way I do not understand, mum taken out by some kind of demon monster thing. Dont evrn get me started on the footage thing. Why had mum lied why? Why did she want to separate me from my father soo bad . Subconsciously i decided this was something I needed to take care of on my own . Magnus was a witch he could hell but he'd be too curious . I unwillingly passed out in my trance due to the weight of the days events. I had just shut my eyes and it was the following morning . No one had woken me up .

I had quite gotten used to changing lodgings all the time but mum was always there. She had always dragged me out of bed. I wasn't a morning person so if left to my own instruments I'd probably wakeup up around 11 or 10 am . When I opened my eyes back into my new reality , the small black alarm clock on the bed side displayed 9:43 am. I carried my heavy feet out of bed . I had slept in the towel. My stuff was in the car parked out side so I decided to keep the towel on and go unpack. Since there were no close neighbors around anyway. Atleast on our way here I hadn't seen any houses for like 10 minutes. I walked out the door into a wholeway which opened into a larger space. It wasn't half bad .

There were some art pieces that looked spectacular. I loved art I wanted to major in it , painted arts at university. So I took some time to digest the perfect paint stroke brushes. They were quite impressive. " You like art Beth?" A voice broke the silence. It was Magnus. "Yeah it's beautiful, " I replied in awe . He held my hand for me to touch and asked me not to try to feel everything but feel what I touch. The nought texture and gentle strokes that came in harmony to create such pieces. "Now paint what you feel in your head ," he expertly instructed. It was a beautiful emerald green with rose pink and off white. He was truly a master of the art. I heard metals clank in the kitchen.

My heart raced and I put my palms on my ears in fright . I shut my eyes too as I scorted down. Magnus held my hand and informed me it just Alec his clumsy boyfriend making breakfast. I was relieved . The events of the previous night still haunted me. So we headed to the kitchen and there he was . Alec slicing and dicing and also stir frying something on the side. The aromas had hit me from the sitting area but I was surprised a man was able to conjure that kind of smell. It smelled rich, brilliant even of meats and eggs and coffee. And freshly baked bread which.looked golden on the plates.

Alec Beth ,Beth this is Alec my fiancé. " Magnus gave a brief intro. And then Alec waved at me shyly. I could see him now better in day light than in the dark cellar. He had a scorpion tattoo on his neck which was kinda cute. He had the loveliest green eyes I had ever seen. With muscles bulging on his triceps. "Well Alec dear despite how much I'll enjoy the view. From now on wear a shirt in the house . We have a child ."

He jokingly did that thing where guys shake there breast one after the other. It was funny and a bit sexy.

I had never had a boyfriend so I could only imagine. But these two were couple goals. "So B, can i call u that?" Alec inquired . "Yeah sure ", i gladly accepted as mum used

to call me the exact same way. Atleast everything won't be new . Since I had spent very short time these people . I had this thing . It was more like honed skill that was my hidden talent . Reading people . I could look at one and guess their general personality perspective and he gave off protective big brother major vibes. "So I have to wear a shirt but B over here can walk around in a towel at midday,".

Alec grumbled to his boyfriend . I excused myself to the task I had promised myself first thing in the morning. I headed to the car. Magnus handed me the keys and asked if I needed any sort of help unpacking but I declined. I needed to deal with my passed alone. I plugged in the key and turned it and the trunk of the old mini van flew open. We named her Petunia and at this moment I might seem crazy but only this car knew.how much exactly I had gone through. Whenever I was angry I came and laid myself in the trunk and after a long nap I felt better always . I thought of getting in but I couldn't risk Magnus knowing my secret spot because he would come looking for me. Not even my mum knew I hid in Petunia when things got hard. I smiled abit at the thought and dismissed it. The clothes weren't in bags , they were just thrown in like she wad in a hurry. She was never in a hurry nothing ever caught her off guard but guess the old saying is true. You can never be too careful can you. I carried the clothes.in my hands to my room for sorting later one. My mother's peach rose perfume gently caressing my nose . You know how they say the nose keeps memories , it's hella true because more memories than I wanted came flooding back. I put the clothes down , "not now not now ." I told myself I couldn't risk being vulnerable. When I reached my room , I dumped the huge luggage down and now I had to go back for the other staff. As I opened the door to get out someone knocked . I figured it was Magnus. Alec looked like he was scared of people. So I first held my breath and stood still where I was. My imagination supposed he was here to give me a lecture on something. He looked the type , you can't blame me. "I know your right behind this door girl open it", he sighed after making it known. Just.how strong was his magic. He could see through doors too . Had he taken a look at me showering? "Do not over think it just open or i could come back later if your not in the mood." The last statement made me feel bad like this is his house maybe his just trying to be a good host. "Before i open this door how did you know that i am right behind it ," I made my worries known. "B I am not that kind of person , First i am gay second , I was a teenager once so i know whatever sneaky shit your up to. " I had no choice whatever he said made sense. As he came in I shut the door behind him. "So can I help you with all this," he asked pointing at the mess in my room. Clearly by the appearance of his house . He didn't deal with disorganization. "No I wouldn't want to bother you" I empathetically looked at him. He clapped his hands and murmured gibberish stuff and the rest of the stuff I had left in the car just appeared there in the middle of the room. The he waved his hands in a drammatic way like he had yesterday but in different style and the wardrobe opened itself and the clothes and shoes fell in order on their respective racks .