Shadow Witch: The Complete Series by Odette C. Bell

Author:Odette C. Bell [Bell, Odette C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub

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I lay there, completely incapable of moving, dying on fast forward.

I wondered if this would be my life from now on – if I would remain behind this dumpster forever. Perhaps I would be locked in my dead body, just a mind raging and roving around a broken psyche with no one to help her.

As the fear set in, goading me, ripping at me, I heard Stella get down beside me. She didn’t pat my shoulder. She just brought her face close. “Like I said, I’m sorry, kid. It’s better you than me. I needed Diana back. And I guess this was the price I had to pay. You really were like a kid to me, though. Just… I’m sorry,” he added. He went to get up, but he stopped. “It’s probably better this way, anyway. Pyro will have no chance of finding you when you’re half-dead.”

I desperately wanted to open my mouth and ask him what the hell half-dead meant, but I could not move. I was completely locked in.

I heard him begin to shift away.

While he moved fine, Diana’s movements were shuffling. I heard the squeak of shoes as he shifted in close to her. It sounded as if he wrapped an arm around her shoulders. “You’re back, sweetie. I waited 50 long years for this. I hope you weren’t too cold. Were you too cold?”

“It was nice when the sun shone on my back,” she whispered.

Though I really didn’t want to be drawn in by the details of this, I couldn’t help myself. That corpse… Diana – had been there for 50 years? How the hell did that make any sense? Her body had seemed fresh.

There was no one to answer me. And soon, there was no one to help me. Diana and Stella shuffled off, leaving me completely alone.

I was trapped in my own body. I couldn’t move. I tried to concentrate on my magic. I tried to make it push through me, but it wouldn’t work. It was blocked off from me. I was just… alone.

I had no idea how long I stayed there. I would have prayed and hoped and begged that someone would come find me, but I knew they wouldn’t. If Diana’s corpse somehow lay beside this dumpster for 50 years and no one had found her, then no one would find me. This bin didn’t look old – and it certainly wasn’t decades-old, to be sure. But it had been hard to find this place. As I ticked my mind back now, the way we’d squeezed between that laneway wasn’t normal. The little gap between those buildings hadn’t made any sense. So what if that meant this place was magical?

I wanted to cry – with all my heart. But it didn’t matter how much of my heart I tried to put into the move. Not a single tear trailed down my cheeks.

I became obsessed with the wound in the back of my head. I could no longer feel my blood dribbling out of it.

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