84 Years
Later.......cont'd
"I'm leaving
Italy."
He pulled away, shocked by my big news. I could tell it was a
major blow to him.
"Wha-What? When?"
It was hard to even look at him because i had never seen him cry
before today and he was about to. The pained expression on
his face almost bought ME to tears.
"Tonight, I'm so sorry Marcus."
He gasped, "Why are you leaving?" he averted his eyes
from mine, and stared at the grain of the wooden floor.
"We had a close call with a cop Shea was carrying around
a spell book downtown and cast a spell on the entire football
team. She, uh, turned their uniforms into leotards."
He managed to crack a small smile, followed by a singe tear.
"Please don't go, Tanya. Where else am i gonna find
a witch who'll get me dates to the prom?" his eyes were
brimming with tears he could no longer hold back. His small
joke barely cut through the tension.
"I have to, Marcus. You know that. We can still
keep in touch though. Maybe letters? Or e-mail? I hear
videochatting is on the rise." Even my puny joke
didn't work because i was holding back my tears.
"Yeah video chat." his mind was somewhere else, somewhere
i wasn't.
"I-I'm sorry Marcus but..." i let out a sob from the
back of my throat.
"Why are you sorry? It's not like it was your
fault." He turned to the window. I could see his tears
glistening on his cheeks.
"Not for moving, for this. Effugio memoria effugio
fati, escape memory escape fate" i whispered.
His eyes grew wide as he realized what i had jsut done, but it was
too late for him. He was going to forget everything about me,
my family, and our secret. I held his hand and made him look
at me. The last memory i would have would be his empty
eyes. The last thing about Italy.
As soon as he left, I broke down in tears. I remembered all
of the goodtimes i had here. My fingers ran across the cold
stone walls and the wooden framed window sills. The floors
creaked beneath my bare feet walking along the grain of the
wood. I could never leave this place, but i had no
choice. Even though I was a strong witch, I'm still
young. Compared to my mother, who is 2,117 years old, I
am a weakling and my powers are still unmanageable. I was
surprised I could even do that spell so flawlessly.
I walked away from my life in Italy and packed my bags, ignoring
the rest of my family and isolating myself from them for as
long as i could. The emptiness in my room mimicked my heart
as it ached for the spell books to be thrown around the room with
my clothes. It looked like I was never here; the walls were
naked, the floor clean, and the bed empty of my body lying
underneath the covers.
"Hey Tanya."
I spun around to find my mother leaning against
the doorframe. My sisters earned their good looks from
her, but instead she wore her hair short. She had soft ivory
skin and daring amber eyes. Her arms were folded across her
chest as she stared at me waiting for me to respond in some
way. I dropped my bag on the floor, listening to the sound
echo through the halls.
"Hey Mom."
She walked towards me and brought me in an embrace. She
rested her chin on top of my head and rubbed my back like i
was still a small child. I felt like one.
"It'll be okay, I know how it feels to lose someone,"
she whispered.
"Yeah, I know. I just can't believe it.
He's really out of my life for good."
My father died before my sisters and I were born. My mom
told me it was a terrible car crash and taht somehow she had
survived. She cries over him every night when she thinks
we're all asleep, when really we're crying with her.
I lost Marcus forever and he didn't even know it.
"Shea was right though, darling. California will be a
new beginning for us. Who knows, maybe you'll fid a new
best friend. Or possibly fall in love?" she teased.
"Mother, I don't want to talk about that right now, just
let me cry, please?"
We sat on the polished floors and I sobbed. My mom sat
there with me and let me cry on her shoulder until the moon
rose high in the sky. We finally left our empty home,
and I took my empty heart with me.
84 Years Later.......cont'd "I'm leaving Italy."
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