"Murderer!" she heard the voices echoing in the dark, she was consumed by fear. Suddenly, she felt as though she was drowning, gasping for air, she suffocated, and struggledto keep her head above the water, the dark tide pulled her downward, just as the darkness took over her, a jolt of electricity surged through her body, Ivy awakened in her bed, she was drenched in cold sweat,her heart pounding so fast. "Why do i keep having this dream?" She sighed.
Desperate for a glass of water to calm her nerves and quench her thirst, she decided to get up and fetch a glass of water from the kitchen. As she stepped out of her room, the sound of hushed voices reached her ears, she followed the sound and it lead her to the kitchen. Her aunt and uncle were engaged in a heated argument..
"But she needs to know the truth Ambrose", her aunt'svoice trembled with emotion.
"No! We can't burden her with that knowledge", her uncle's voice held a hint of desperation.
Ivy's heart raced faster, her hands trembled as she stood there and listened to them. Unable to contain herself any longer, Ivy pushed open the kitchen door, startling her aunt and uncle.
Tears filled her eyes as she stuttered "I ki… ki-lled my parents, and I am a witch? Who am I?".
Her aunt's face contorted with shock, her mouth opened and closed wordlessly. After a long hesitation, she took a deep breath and approached Ivy. Her voice was filledwith sadness. "Ivy, we are from a long line of powerful witches, and you , my dearest sweet girl, are one of them".
Ivys eyes widened, her mind struggled to comprehend the weight of this revelation. " My whole life has been a lie? A witch? but... but.. I never knew!", Ivy stuttered.
Cecilia nodded. "When you were just five years old, you accidentally caused a terrible accident which took your parents lives. You were practicing spells and it went horribly wrong. To protect you from the incident, we erased your memory ".
Tears streamed down Ivy's face as she tried to process the enormity of what she had just heard. "So .. that's why i keep having those nightmares of people calling me a murderer. I truly am a murderer".
Her aunt reached out to comfort her, tears filled her own eyes, but Ivy pulled away from her aunt's touch, overwhelmed with a mix of anger and sadness, she stormed out of the house and made her way to her best friend's house.
Cecilia rushed after her, desperate to explain further and make amends, but Ambrose held her back, whispering " Lether go sweetheart, she needs time to process everything. She'll come back when she's ready".
Ivy knocked on Simon's front door. Simon opened the door and sensed Ivy's distress, immediately, Simon pulled herinto a tight embrace. " What happened?" Simon asked, concern lacing his voice.
Ivy managed to choke out the words, sniffling "Simon, I just found out that l'm a witch, and not only that, but I also, accidentally killed my parents when i was younger, while practicing a spell".
Simon's eyes widened in shock " Do u mean Witch, like long nose, uglylooking, oldhag? Or witch witch in your little imaginary world? Have u started taking substances? Do you need to see a doctor or something?", Simon asked, touching Ivys neck.
Ivy looked sternly at him, he could feel the seriousness in her look.
" Oh you're not kidding? I thought those kind of things only existed in movies.. oh my God! You, Ivy a witch?What kind of witch? Do you eat babies. Oh no!" He almost freaked out, but quickly composed himself, trying to lighten the heavy atmosphere. "Well , that's one easy way to make your parents proud. Seriously, Ivy, I'm here for you. We'll find a way to navigate through this your newly found career together", he said with a wry smile.
A smile tugged at the corners of Ivy's lips as Simon's attempt at humor broke through her sadness. " Thank you Simon, I don't know what I'd do without you".
"Always at your service mademoiselle", he took a slight bow teasingly.
"Let's get some sleep. Tomorrow is a new day and we seriously dont want to be late to Miss Thompson's class. Do you think Miss Thompson could also be a witch? I bet she is! Do you see the way she walks? Seriously, should i be scared of you now, or something?", Simon was eager to satisfy his curiosity.
They laughed and went upstairs, they continued their conversation into the night and eventually they fell asleep.
The next morning Ivy and Simon woke up, feeling exhausted. With a renewed determination, Ivy knew she had to face her family, she couldn't blame them entirely forkeeping the truth from her. As they made their way downstairs , they met Simon's mom who was already making breakfast.
"Goodmorming Hilda", Ivy greeted, waving her hands.
Hilda was shocked to see Ivy at their house so early.
"Ivy... Did you and Simon have a goodnight sleep?" She asked, teasingly.
"Mom!" Simon threw a of piece cake at her.
Ivy smiled shyly " I'll see you at school" and she left.
"Did you two?" Hilda asked teasingly, as she made a sign of getting intimate.
"Ewwww…. mom.. dont ask me that.. it sounds disgusting coming from you bleeeeeh" Simon imitated the sound of throwing up jokingly.
He ran upstairs and his mom went after him..
Ivy went home and the first person she met was her cousin. Jasmine seemed blissful, unaware of the event that had transpired the previous night.
"Hey! lazy ass cuz.. ready for breakfast?"
Ivy took a deep breath, gathering her courage " Didyou know?" She asked.
"About the new guy nextdoor? Ofcourse. Isn't he so handsome like my knight in a shining armor? Wait... that's what you are asking about right?".
Ivy rolled her eyes "No! Did you know that we are witches, and I accidentally , you know, kinda ended my parents?".