Cabin-Date

Book:The Witch And The Dragon Clan Published:2024-5-1

“Just taste a little portion out of it. You have to trust me on this Britney.” I whined, already getting irritated by her constant refusal.
I brought the slimy nonsense food from HUDRATS and I have tried everything in my power so Britney would taste the food. But to no avail, no matter what I do or say, Britney has refused blatantly. It didn’t take so much time for uncle Lucas to cajole me into eating the garbage-food. Why is hers different?
“You are not getting me to eat this garbage. The whole thing looks like you scooped it out of a gutter. And there is nothing you say or do would make have even a tiny bit of taste from it.” She utters in refusal, her face straight-face.
“Here, just watch me as I eat.” I pointed at her eyes with my two fingers then pointed back at myself.
“Ewww no. You are really going to eat this dump.” She grimaced staring at the plate of food with so much disgust.
“Yes I will.” I answered scooping up a really big portion of the food with a spoon. She watched my every move, from the moment I scooped up the food till the moment I placed it in my mouth, then shewed it up and swallowed it.
“Nope. Nah. No. Nooo, I refused to believe that you just ate this. I’m pretty sure in your mouth you have a portal leading to a waste bin. Or you could turn this whole thing to be really sweet once it gets in your mouth. You are a witch after all, and so you can do anything.” She shakes her head repeatedly in denial, her eyes twice the normal size.
“Seriously? A portal in my mouth. And what..? I could make it sweet. Have I ever cheated you or mislead you at any moment since the day we became friends?”
“No you haven’t.”
“Great! I haven’t. So why are you finding it so hard to trust me and just have a tiny bite of this food. Do you know what? I am so sad right now… that my best friend thinks I would give her something that could be poisonous for her to eat.” A tear rolled down my right cheek, then the left one followed. Yes, I am playing the pity party card on her. It can also be called the best friend card.
“Uhm. I just think, this is too much of a thing to trust you on. I’m sorry, but I can’t eat this.” She stared at the food again then shakes her in refusal.
“Wow. So what if eating this disgusting food is a way you could save me your best friend, so you would rather let me die. Thank you so much Britney! At least now I know who I should trust fully and who I shouldn’t trust!!” I stood up from the bed with speed, acting angered by her refusal.
I was about walking out the door of my room when she yelled… “Wait!”
I turned around slowly, “Yes. How can I help you *friend*” I emphasize so much on the friend. I want her to know that she has been demoted from best friend to just friend.
“If I taste this disgusting thing. Would it get mr my *best* in *friend* back.” She sighs. I nodded profusely in reply.
She breathes out exaggeratedly, picked up the spoon and scooped a little portion of the food then raised it up slowly to her mouth, while closing her eyes. The food finally got in her mouth and I smiled happily waiting for her reaction.
She opened her eyes, tears streaming down her cheeks… “How does anything look so disgusting and then taste so unique. The taste is out of this world, I just know that it taste so amazing. What in the world is this Anastasia!!! I want more!!!”
Britney ate literally everything on the plate, she even licked the plate while begging me for more.
“Slow down best friend on the crazy licking and asking. But anyway I got it from HUDRATS, my family school and that was all I brought along with me. Maybe on another time.” I pat her on the back. She dropped the plate having a sad face. I chuckled.
“Okay. But this is a taste I would never forget. You should really get the recipe from your aunt.”
“I already tried asking for the recipe. But my uncle’s reply was.. *You won’t be the first to ask and you would definitely not be the last. But the cook would rather die than share her food recipe’s with anyone… not even her family.” I said it all in my uncles voice.
“Wow. That is intense. But I did love the food anyway.”
“I think this is the best time to say… *I. TOLD. YOU. SO!*” I grinned with so much enthusiasm, showing off my thirty Two dentures.
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I am currently walking tiredly in a desert with no direction whatsoever. And I am beginning to think that I am dreaming. Because the last thing I remembered was I and Britney deciding to have an afternoon nap. When I closed my eyes I found myself here.
“Did you miss me?” A voice resounded in my ear. I turned around swiftly and there was no one in sight.
I continued walking with no destination, hoping that the unknown voice I heard was probably nothing, but me hearing things… due to the fact that I look so dehydrated.
“Oh come on. Don’t tell me you didn’t miss me.” The voice resounded again and this time around it sounded so familiar, I could almost pinpoint the owner of the voice.
“Who are you? And where are you?” I yelled annoyed. I hate when I can’t see or have to fight an invincible person. How do you fight a person you can’t see??
“But you know me?” The voice drawled sadly. Ugh, I hate this game! I just want to wake up.
“And for where I am… I am right here.”
In the bustling wind in front of me I saw something or should I say someone… like a little boy walking out of the wind. Terror!
“You!” I growled.
“Yes, me.” He giggled growing taller but his face remained the same. His body just got longer.
“What do you want from me.” I sighed bored, showing no sign of fear… for him.
“Well… I did tell you I would visit you again, when you eventually come back from the past. And now, here I am.” He spread his arms widely.
“I know you did said that. But I thought you would be man enough to show yourself in physical and probably reveal your true face.” I shrugged biting my finger nails.
“I see you are no longer scared of me.”
“That indeed is very correct. You could turn in to whosoever monster you want to turn into, but I won’t be frightened. Do you know why? Because this is my dream, and if I want to be in a freaking mountain..” I snapped my fingers and then the location we were in turned from a desert to a mountain. We were at the very top of the mountain.. “Or in a fucking dinning table with a cup of coffee in hand..”
I snapped my fingers again, and this time we were both sitting at the edge of a really long dinning table, with a cup of coffee in hand. “I can do whatsoever I want to do with my dream Terror. This is my dream and you can’t have power over me in it.” I smirked, drinking the cup of coffee.
“I see you have upgraded your magic. But I assure you, that you won’t be able to lift the curse from the clan.” He stood up from the chair glaring at me angrily.
“You are just bothered that I will live up to my name *The most powerful witch* and you *The Terror* can’t even live up to yours.” I giggled setting the cup down, my eyes returning his intense glare.
He started laughing.. his laughter resounding around the dinning table. “You really think… that this is what, this whole thing is all about? If that is this case then, you are much more dense than I thought.”
“What do you mean?” I asked confused by his laughter of mockery.
“You have no idea. This is so fascinating.” He chuckled stepping away from his chair. I was beginning to get impatient and he knows that. He is toying with me!
“Fine I will tell you.” He walked really slowly, taking each step after the other so cautiously. He finally got to where I was seated. He drags out a chair next to me, and sat down on it.
“Talk.” I snapped.
“They all know it. Everyone around you know that there is a cost you have to pay, a cost that would shatter you into pieces. I can’t tell you what it is, if they won’t tell you the truth.”
I hissed, “I knew it! You were only going to waste my time. I’m done with this dream.”
“Fine, if you choose not to believe me. I will leave you to your doubting heart.” He stood up from the chair. “But I will be watching you in the shadows, to see the choice you make.” He did a terrible bow and then disappeared.
I sighed. It’s time to wake up Anastasia.
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I opened eyes slowly to see Britney sleeping peacefully beside me. I picked up my phone besides me and checked the time, 3pm.
I should get ready, Christian would soon be here to pick me up. I could go to the clan’s house myself, but Christian insisted on picking me up.
I can’t bring Britney along this time around, it’s a ritual and I do not need disturbance.
I had my bath, wore my clothes, packed all the necessary stuffs that I would need. By the time I was done Britney was already awake, and Christian is already waiting outside in his car.
I said my goodbyes to Britney then hurried outside to Christian.
“Not even a second late, I see.” I said getting into the front seat of the car.
“I can’t afford to be late on such an important day.” He grinned starting the car.
He started driving, the car was in total silence. Then I noticed he is actually driving in a wrong direction.
“This isn’t the route leading to your clan’s house.” I said confused staring out the window.
“I know.” Came his reply.
I wanted to say something but decided against it. I went back to being quiet and waited to see the destination Christian is taking me to.
He drove into the woods…. I had no idea of where I was. I could only see tall trees. I have never been here before.
“You are really not going to tell me where you are taking me to. Are you?” I huffed wrapping my hands underneath my boobs. He briefly stared at me then focused back on the road. “Yes I wouldn’t.”
I sighed repeatedly, anxious of our destination. He drove deeper into the woods then finally he came to a stop in front of a cabin.
“How is this here?” I asked stepping out of the car my eyes fully on the cabin. I should’ve probably asked how he found the cabin, instead.
“With the help of someone, I was able to build this here.” He replied opening up his car boot. He takes out some unseen stuff out of the boots, it was a basket covered with a cloth. I’m guessing the basket contains food.
“Are we having a picnic?” I raised an eyebrow.
“No I just want you to have a filled stomach before the ritual.” He replied walking pass by me to the cabin. He open the door of the cabin and I followed him in.
“Wow.” I let out staring at the insides of the cabin in awe. It has this lovely and welcoming decor, that just makes me want to throw out all my worries and relax. And not only is the decor so beautiful, but Christian has lit up candles at every corner of the house, giving off a romantic vibe.
“Are we on a date in the woods?” I asked, my cheeks burning red.
“Must you give it a name.” He didn’t look at me he was to focus laying out a mats on the middle of the cabin floor, then he placed the baskets on the mat. He brings out the contents of the box carefully and arranged them gracefully on the mat.
The contents of the basket is; A bottle of wine, Chicken wings, Fried rice and A chocolate cake.
“I just want to spend some alone time….” He walks to me in slow steps till he got to where I was standing. He stared into my eyes intently, his palms caressing my cheeks. “….. With you.” He completed.
I blushed, my stomach rumbling in excitement.
“What about the ritual?” I whispered, staring into his eyes lovingly.
“There is still time. Now, come eat.” He stretched forth his hand for me to claim, I did so without a single hesitation. I allowed him lead me to the mat, he sits down while I sat down opposite him.
Christian skillfully serves rice in an empty plate, added two chicken wings on the plate, before placing the food in-front of me.
“Eat.” He instructs. Following his instruction, I did eat.
“Wow this taste heavenly.” I muttered a mouth full of fried rice.
“Britney told me it’s your favorite.” He states.
“Britney knows about this?” I asked shocked.
“Yes.” he answered simply.
So he really did plan for this huh?
I kept on eating in silence but noticed he wasn’t interested in eating.
“Won’t you eat?” I ask slightly pricked by my conscience. I don’t feel alright by the fact that I am eating and he isn’t.
“I am satisfied by just watching you eat.” He replied his eyes deeply concentrated on me. I blushed.
I do know that I am supposed to be creeped/freaked out by his actions, but instead… I feel so loved and adored by him.
I finished eating the fried rice, then tore the chicken wings till there was no bones left of it. I dug deep into the desert(chocolate cake). I had to force Christian into having two bites of the cake, it was becoming a tiny bit unbearable just eating and him watching. I did actually feed him cause he wouldn’t give in to my request.
After desert Christian uncorks the wine then pours some of its content into a wine-glass, and hands it over to me.
“Thank you.” I appreciated taking the glass of wine from him. I took a sip from the glass of wine, Grapes. hmm… so tasty.
He really did do his homework. Grapes are my favorites.
“You should have some wine.” I suggested.
“How about I taste it off your lips.”