Melody’s POV
“Why didn’t you use the drug I gave you?” She asked.
I frowned, wondering what she was talking about. “Which drug?”
She snorted. “The drug I gave the other day when you complained of headaches.”
“I told you I used it.”
“You lied to me that day and I knew it. If you had used the drug, you would have been dead in the next five minutes after using it.”
I went pale. “I’m glad I didn’t use it.”
“You left me no choice but to do this. I was trying to make your death painless but I guess you love pain.” She smiled.
“Why do you want to kill me?” I didn’t understand her. How could a little girl like her think of killing me?
“Why do you hate sweets?”
“It’s bad for me.”
“Good.” She cackled. “I want to kill you because you are bad for me. You can’t be allowed to grow up. You would ruin my plans.”
“How can you know what would happen to me in the future?”
“Because I know.” She smirked and right before my eyes, started changing until she became a grown woman with gnarled fingers and an ugly face.
I started screaming, horrified and it was only when I remembered that no one could hear me that I stopped.
“Who are you?” I croaked.
She laughed. “I’m your death. I’m a witch, little one.” She stretched her neck and popped her fingers. “Oh! It’s so good to be free and back in my own form. It was so hard pretending to be Eve.” She turned to me and smiled, her dirty teeth flashing at me. “Do you know how hard it was to be in the form of a little girl? I had to cast so many spells and do a lot of things to maintain that form.”
“How should I know? You are the witch.” I said to her.
“And you are the angel?” She laughed out loud. “I hate how you pretend to be good.”
“I don’t pretend to be good, I’m good. I guess someone as evil as you won’t understand that.”
“Don’t talk back at me, little girl.” She snapped.
“I’m not a little girl. I am almost six.”
“And you won’t get to be six by the time I’m done with you.”
Her words sent trickles down my spine. “What do you plan to do to me?”
“Kill you. I will push you down this cliff and make it look like an accident.”
“People will know I was with Eve.”
“No one saw us leave, sweetie. I cloaked us. No one would question Eve because she is leaving the moment you are dead. You think I want to sit in a classroom all day?”
“You cloaked us?” I muttered in surprise.
She laughed. “I guess you forget easily. Have you forgotten what happened in the garage to you the other day? You were there shouting for help and yet, no one saw you.”
I didn’t remember having a memory like that but the moment she said those words, everything came rushing back like a flood. I felt fear crippling my toes and pushing me to a spot.
“You were the one?” I gasped, feeling the terror I had felt that day all over again.
I felt suffocated. I couldn’t breathe.
“Breathe, darling.” She cooed. “I don’t want you dying before laying my hands on you.”
“Go to hell.”
“I will but go there before me.”
She reached out and grabbed me by the hand, pulling me closer to her. Her nails dug into my skin and I averted my eyes to avoid looking at her face and fingers on my skin. I was certain I was going to vomit if I looked at her.
“First, I need your blood to make a spell.” She grinned and brought out a knife.
“Let me go.” I cried.
“Soon. I will dump your corpse soon.”
She brought out her knife and traced my skin with it. Suddenly, the knife started shaking in her hand and she frowned as she looked at it.
“What is going on? Do you have magic on you?”
I remembered the necklace tucked safely under my uniform that my mum had gotten from Mrs. Allen and wondered if that was the magic she was referring to. I kept quiet and didn’t say anything.
She tried again but the knife wouldn’t stay on my skin so she couldn’t cut it. The knife flew out of her hand and landed on the floor and she frowned as she stared at the knife on the ground and then back at me. “Do you have guardian angels who are watching over you right now?”
I was about to tell her I had no idea of what she was saying when I heard Mr. Allen’s voice behind me.
“Yes, she does. We are her guardian angels and it would be better for you to leave her right now.”
I gasped as I turned to face him and saw them all. They were all here. The boys, their parents and Uncle Liam. I wondered how they had found me here when I thought no one could but I was grateful they did.
“Who are you to barge in here?” The witch growled at them. “No human can survive my attacks so I would advise you to leave now while I’m still nice and you have the chance.”
Uncle Liam smirked at her. “We could have been scared of your threat if we were humans but we are not.”
“What are you?”
“Isn’t it a shame that you couldn’t tell with your powers?” Mrs. Allen said. “We are werewolves.”
“What?” I gasped, wishing that it was my ears that went on leave and heard wrong.
“Get Melody out of here, boys, and don’t come here too.” Mr. Allen said as he turned towards us, running towards the witch so we could make our escape.
“Don’t!” The witch screamed but the boys were already hurrying me to safety, all of us walking carefully and quickly over the steep edges.