nothing but trash since the day you left. She is actively trying to kill me! How can you defend her?" She noticed that as she spoke, her father's eyes darted back and forth in time to the motions of her cider mug.
"I, uh, I'm just stating facts. She is very powerful." He seemed to be nervous. "Drink your cider before it gets too cold."
She brought the mug to her lips again, but brought it down as she saw the expectancy in her father's face.
"Drink up, Munchkin."
"Why did you leave her, Dad?"
The not so far away voice still yelled, âKayla, noâ¦"
"Drink it, now Kayla. We're running out of time."
"Why?" She raised her voice, now being fully assaulted by the reality that this was just a dream.
Suddenly, her father lurched out of his seat and grabbed the mug from her hand. He took hold of her throat, and she struggled with all of her strength, scratching at his hands. He was so strong! She tried to get up out of the chair as he lifted the mug over her head. He moved his hand up to her cheeks and pried her jaw open. While the hot liquid poured over her cheeks and ran into her mouth, she opened her eyes to try and visually plead with him to stop.
Kayla was shocked to see Carolyn standing above her, forcing her to drink the liquid.
"Swallow, you little bitch! You're not going to ruin me. I am the strongest, the most beautiful, and the most powerful. I will have that fucking money, and all of your power!" Carolyn yelled at her, plugging Kayla's nose.
Kayla drank the hot liquid to avoid choking to death, her throat feeling like she had swallowed lava. Her cheeks and neck burned like they had been touched with fire. Carolyn let go of her face and stepped back, allowing Kayla to jump out of her seat.
Kayla felt like she had been on one of her weeklong benders. She was unstable and nauseous, and the intense burning had traveled down from her throat into her chest. She was finding it hard to breathe. It was even harder to focus on Carolyn. Kayla swung her weak fists at the Carolyn closest to her. That was apparently not the right one, because her fists found nothing but air.
Kayla attempted another swing as the door of the little cottage swung open with a bang. Carolyn jumped in surprise as Jess burst into the room. All of the strength drained from Kayla's legs, and she fell to the floor. She watched Jess jump at Carolyn as the taller witch raised her hands in protection.
" Mortem et dolorem tibi! " Carolyn shouted as a streak of light shot from the palm of her hand and struck Jess right in the middle of the chest. He crumpled to the ground next to where Kayla lay losing consciousness. Her friend Jess stared directly in her eyes while the life drained from his. She reached out and grabbed his hand.
"I'm so sorry, Jess. I'm so sorry," she said to his now lifeless body. She began to cry softly as her world went completely black to the sound of Carolyn's satisfied laughter.
7
" K ayla ? Kayla?"
She could hear Doc calling her, and she could feel him gently trying to shake her awake, but she was unable to respond. As hard as she tried, her eyes would not open. She couldn't lift her arms, or to even respond to his prodding.
"She won't wake up!" Doc yelled to the rest of the room.
Kayla could also hear sobbing coming from what she believed to be the couch area. The crying sounded like it was coming from Daisy and maybe Violet.
"He's dead,â Gus's voice had a slight tremor.
Oh my God! Kayla thought inside of her head. The head that right now seemed to be a prison of sorts.
There was a clatter to her left that sounded like furniture being thrown.
"Fucking bitch! How did she do this? How could she do this inside of a spell?" Gus's anguished voice would have made Kayla cry, if she was able to cry, that was.
"Gus, we need to find out those answers, but right now, Kayla needs our help," Joy, the voice of reason, chimed in. She was obviously grieving, but there was also a sense of urgency in her tone.
"We need to