The Hidden Life of Rowena Foribe * NANOWRIMO 2017*

The life of a witch who had lived most of her life without knowing who or what she truly is. Upon walking into a classroom and getting a project she dives deep into her family history. Finding things that she didn't know and overhearing things that she shouldn't know about. Seeing things that she shouldn't. She is about to turn 15 years old and that is when the first sighs of a witch come out. She can choose to go with them and see where the journey will take her or she can be like her family and turn her back on the Goddess and magic and powers. Rowena is just a normal 14-year-old high school student. Slacking in a few classes but good on most of her classes. Rowena has a few friends but her best friend that she tells everything, Eva Flixnet, who is in most of her classes.

(I know NaNoWriMo is done but I will still be working somewhat on this book. It is also for my school. They want me to write a novella soI wrote for NaNoWriMo.I also made a new cover but it is being picky with me)

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13. The Answer is Still No

 

I heard my mom almost choke on her food. I even felt two sets of eyes on me as I walked out of sight from them. I was happy for the breakfast and the answers that were willingly given up, but that wasn't going to make any difference in what had happened to Eva. Grabbing the book that I had set down between my bed and covers I looked for the breaking a curse page. The only thing that it told me was that it had to be removed by the person who put it there and since I didn't know who that was I was in trouble. I didn't let that get me too down thought. I was going to help as much as I could with Eva. I was her best friend and my mom had gotten her in this mess. I was going to help even if I got hurt.  

I opened the book to a page all on herbs. I was going to make something for Eva. If I couldn't protect her with magic words than it was going to be with a pouch or something. I read that a black drawstring bag would help get rid of a curse so I found one as fast as I could. I was happy that my dad had found one for me and put it in my room. I had to hunt down my smallest piece of Aventurine, Copper, and Sliver to put in the bag. I was even so serious about protecting Eva that I went outside and called lighting to me and had it struck a small tree, when I read that it was a charm that protected the wearer from all harm. I grabbed a small piece and stuck it in the bag as well. I closed the bag and hid it on myself while I walked into the hospital rooms. I didn't think they would want something like it being inside.  

Eva was still not awake. The nurse told me that they say she is in a coma. I was shocked to hear this but nothing was stopping me from putting this charm on Eva, awake or asleep. My dad was with me and put a string on the bag and tied it around Eva's neck for me. I was happy about him thinking about the one thing that I had forgotten to do. Although, it was odd how he knew what I was thinking about more than what I knew that I was thinking about.  

"It runs in the family," My dad told me as if reading my mind.  

"Well, then keep the words to yourself until I- what day is it?" I asked him suddenly very aware of what day it was.  

"It is the 9th," My dad told me slowly as if he was aware of what tomorrow was. "Umm. You have thought this through, right? Tomorrow being your big 15th birthday. You know what you want inside and, out right?" He asked scared that I hadn't thought about anything at all. 

"Dad," I said slowly looking him in the eyes. " I haven't thought about it yet. I need help to decide if I want to continue on this path or not. Right now, I want to be on this path. It seems better, more fun. But it seems like it is too much that is going to be on me to live up to that I don't really want to. I need to talk to mom about this. Sort everything out with her and you," I told him thinking out loud. He drove home in a rush.  

"Mom!" I yelled at the top of my lungs when the door to the house opened and shut behind me. She came out of the kitchen as fast as she could. 

"Yes?" She asked and by the look in my eye she understood what was happening. "No. You over heard what your father and I were talking about last night, I know you do and you still want to have this talk?" She asked studded. I nodded my head and sat down on the couch. My father sat down across from me and once my mom joined she sat next to him.  

"Okay tomorrow is a big day for two reasons. One I can become a witch, and two it is my 15th birthday. Now I just want to talk about this okay nothing more then the 'what ifs '." I looked over to my mom how looked shook. "Mom your view first. What do you think I should do and why? The why is more important," I told her. 

"I think you shouldn't do it. I think you should stay here with us. Being a witch isn't all of what you think it is. And with the family that you come from it makes it worst. Everyone there will go to you for help on things. You would end up being the teacher's pet with no choice only to get away from people. But you could also make some enemies, and this school is for people who haven't been introduced into the craft at all so they wouldn't know about the rule of three or anything very important like when and how to hid magic. When would it be okay to use magic in front of someone. There are laws, Rowena. Laws that I don't want you to have to follow. I am trying to protect you by showing you just what magic can do. It can hurt people instead of trying to save them," My mom paused to let all of that sink in before she started again.  

"And my answer is still no. I don't approve of you going to this school. I don't approve of you becoming a witch. Or doing anything that might in some why back fire on you and hurt you," She glanced over to my dad to see what he wanted because he tapped her on the shoulders. I could see that my dad was going to contradict everything that my mom had just said. 

"And dad? What do you think I should do?" I asked in a shaking voice. My mom had put a point into my head and I was just trying to understand how important that was going to be. 

"I think you should go for it, but you can do whatever it is you feel is right. You can accept what you are or throw it down the sink. But understand that we would love you no matter what your choice is going to be," My dad said and put his hand in my mom's like they were worried about me making th wrong choice after telling me that I had to choose no matter what happened. I nodded my head slowly thinking about everything that had been said. It was clear what I should do to gain my mom's heart again. But it was also clear that my dad wanted me to do what I think is right.  

"I have to talk to someone who isn't so one sided. Do you think one of you could drive me down to Goddess Isis books and gifts?" I asked standing up. My dad stood up first with a smile on his face.  

"I'll take you," My mom said though giving my dad a nasty look. I wanted to grin, but told myself that now was not the time for tricks. I had to be serious for a little bit of time. I got in my moms car and told her the way to the store.  

"Are you sure this is the place?" She asked and gave it another once over. I nodded knowing that it didn't look like much "If you're sure then. I am just going to wait out here for you then," She said and turned the radio on. I smiled slightly and walked got out of the car. Walking in I was greeted by the smell of candles and incents. Smiling because it smelled nice I looked for the person that I had meet before.  

"Hello again Rowena. What can I do for you today?" She came out of a corner in the store smiling.  

"It's, um, my 15th tomorrow. I just wanted some help with what I should be doing. My mom says no and my dad says do what I think is right and I am just so confused," I told her. She smiled and walked with me into the back. 

"I think they are both right. Your blood is the purest as it comes. The place you would go to would know it and you would be treated unfairly to others. Would you like to be the top of your class without working so hard?" She asked. I shook my head. Then everything would be too easy. "That is what I thought. But your father he also has a point. Doing what you want to do is more important than anything in the world. If you aren't happy with it then you shouldn't have to do just that. So the question is what makes you happy? What would you want to do for the rest of your life?" She asked me holding my hands smiling at them. 

"This. I want to do this. Magic makes me happy," I said and felt stupid the moment I said it. 

"Magic makes everyone happy and you shouldn't feel stupid for saying it," She told me still smiling at my hands. 

"I want to do magic but I also want to be a family again. How would I do that?" I asked her for some reason.  

I didn't think she would know how to answer, but she looked up at me and told me, " What do you think? If no magic would gain your mothers heart but lose your fathers is it truly worth it to have both hearts while not doing what you love? Or would you rather keep and change both hearts?" She asked the tongue twister sentence. I didn't understand the sentence so I sat thinking about it trying to answer something that was like a riddle. "I mean would you like to keep everything but give up the thing you truly want, or do you want to change everything and keep the one thing you want?" She asked again 

"To change everything but keep what I want. I am still so confused," I said putting my hands to my head in angry. 

"About what? What is confusing you?" She asked simply. 

"Magic itself. What I should do and what I am going to do to please both parts of my family.  One half wants me to be a witch and the other wants me to not be one," I confessed. She nodded and smiled at me. 

"What feels right for you. You can come back tomorrow and tell me what you think you should do if that makes you feel any better," Getting up she lead me to the door. "Oh, and tell your mother that the school has gotten much better since she was first there. And to turn her music down a few notches. It is way too loud," She laughed and opened the door for me. 

"Thanks, and I will," I smiled at her and walked out into the dark. "How late is it?" I muttered to myself. I looked over to the car with my mom in it. She had fallen asleep with her music blasting loud. I tapped on her window and her eyes opened sharply looking around for something.  

"Good morning," I told her in a cheerful voice. She looked angry that I had woken her up, but unlocked the doors to let me in.  

"I wouldn't look so happy about scaring me. So, what did the person tell you?" She asked changing the topic. 

"A few things," I said not being very clear. I was watching to see what she would say but she only looked at me with a raised eyebrow. I giggled and sang a song in my head. Every now and then my mom would try to start a conversation and it would die about as fast as it had started until we got home.  

walked right up into my room and sat down on my bed knowing that my dad was coming up to talk to me about everything. I was right when he knocked on the door and opened it. He sat down on my bed and waited knowing that I knew what he wanted to know.  

"It was great she opened my mind up a lot," Was all that I told he. My dad just stared at me waiting for me to continue. When I didn't continue to talk he looked lost. 

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