Capítulo 9: CHAPTER 9
Freya and Eamon clicked their glasses together, as they sipped from it. They both smiled. Eamon was a tall handsome man. He was in his early thirties. He had black curly hair and rough black beards under his jaw. His smiles revealed his charming dimples, and that was one of the things Freya loved about him. His charming blue eyes, his grin, and sometimes his cockiness. She just loved it all. They were at the known bar in Weston Hills, Bottles and Wines. “That ring on your finger means a lot to me.” Eamon smiled.
“What would I have done without a charming, lovely, and respecting man like you?” Freya said staring into those blue eyes.
“Perhaps, nothing.” Eamon joked. Freya's smile seized, and she glared at him.
“I was joking.” Freya said impersonating his voice, knowing that that was what he would say next, and they both giggled.
“I'm lucky to have you. Freya Michael, and I appreciate that.” Eamon told her caressing her soft hands. Freya just couldn't stop smiling, her nervousness had changed into happiness. She couldn't believe that it was happening, the man of her dreams would soon take her to the altar, and they would take the nuptial vows and live happily ever after. They drew close to each other, and thoughts ran through their mind. All he wanted was to devour her, she wanted to have him by her side for the rest of her love-stricken life. They kissed. It was long-lived.
“Your lips grew softer.” Eamon teased her. “We have to go to the dress shop to get your wedding gowns ready.”
“What about your suit? A place for vacation too.” Freya said.
“I took care of that even before I got here.” Eamon retorted. Freya grinned, she remembered her sisters and smiled knowing that it was for the greater good.
Hayley was walking down the hallway, she bumped into Nick who smirked and seized her hands.
“Hello.” Nick said. Just as he expected, Hayley struggled until she got her hand off his.
“Why don't we wait until school dismisses?” Hayley told him.
“It would be my pleasure.” Nick uttered waving at her, as he walked away. She saw it, the mark on his palm. Weston Hills has numerous supernatural histories to explain, and she would just be the perfect girl to learn it all.
“Let's settle this shit we have.” Nick bellowed.
“It's your choice. I bear no grudges against you.” Hayley told him.
Earnestine wanted to go visit Erin, but she had a change of mind when she remembered she had to do some research. Perhaps, the effects of the rituals were coming to pass, this was how the family would be torn apart. This was how everyone would leave without asking or caring for each other. She wasn't jealous that her sister would be getting married. She was just anxious about what the family might become with their big sister far away from them. Earnestine was worried about Hayley as much as she was worried about Freya, such a tender young lady would suffer the pain of being alone. She never wanted to see Hayley suffer, she turned pages from every book she could lay her hands-on, but still, they were nothing she could find. “Busy as always,” Sabrina said. “I can help you.” She continued as she sat beside her taking one of the spell books from her. This was the least Earnestine was expecting. She just glanced at Sabrina and looked back at her book.
“I just don't know what to do.” Earnestine told her.
“We are in this together.” Sabrina said.
Lightning flashed, and thunder rumbled above the sad skies. The rumbling came again, and it began to drizzle. It was obvious that they would be a heavy downpour tonight. She had neither seen Hayley nor Freya, but she was not worried about Freya because she would stay in Eamon's house or perhaps somewhere else. She stood close to the window in the living room waiting to hear a knock on the door or at least a message from any of them.
Nick, the school bully was running home, as likewise other students. Those who had umbrellas shielded themselves from the splattering raindrops. Hayley and Wendy held each other while walking through the rain, they were both wet, but it seemed they were enjoying the splattering. “Hope we don't get washed away by the heavy rain.” Hayley chuckled.
“Not when I'm by your side.” Wendy told her looking at those silver eyes of hers. Hayley was beautiful, and above all, she was intelligent and compassionate, but there was this one thing that Wendy couldn't quite put her finger on.
Hayley knocked on the door. She quickly entered the house when Sabrina opened the door, their gaze met, but none of them cared to talk to each other. She trudged up the stairs, water still dripping from her blonde hair. Sabrina stared outside to see if she was with Wendy, fortunately, Hayley wasn't, she slammed the door shut, exhaling as she rushed down the basement. “How was your day at school?” Earnestine asked Hayley leaning at the door with her arms folded.
“Never been better.” Hayley answered, as she pulled off her shoes, and top.
“Get some rest before you come down for dinner.”
“Thank you.” Hayley smiled.
Hours later. It was drizzling, the heavy rainfall, rumbling, and the storm had stopped. They could only hear the sounds of the dripping, and splattering on the metal sheets that covered the building. The four sisters were in the living room watching a horror movie, they held themselves tight. They watched the man on the television screen scream, as his throat was slit.
“That's too scary.” Hayley said.
“It doesn't matter. I'm going to finish my movie whether you choose to stay or not.” Sabrina huffed with her eyes fixed on the screen. They heard a knock on the door, and they all stared at the clock hanging on the wall. It was almost midnight, and they knew it would be Freya. Hayley lazily stood up, dragging her feet on the floor while she whistled, as she marched closer to the door. “Welcome.” Hayley greeted. She saw Eamon and waved.
“How are you doing, Hayley? It's been quite a long time since we met.” Eamon waved back. Hayley saw the same mark she saw on Nick's palm. She smirked, as she watched the both of them kiss, and bid each other goodbye.
“Goodnight.” Hayley told him.
“See you tomorrow.” Freya smiled, as she walked into the house, Hayley shut the door, grumbling as she sat back on the couch.
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