The end of the week
Dalia went to meet Marla feeling strangely brave, these last days she had come to value what was really important for her in life helped by Robert, and she had taken a decision. She only needed to confront her with it and then she would be free. They met at Marla's house as the last time, however now it was in the middle of the day and over lunch in her garden. It was a pleasant surprise for Dalia, as Marla didn't use to be that nice, not even before her change. However, she was tense throughout the meal, they didn't talk much and the conversation kept dying off. When the meal was over Marla thought it convenient to introduce the topic that had brought them together that day.
-So, have you thought about how you're going to do it?- she asked Dalia.
-Yes.
-And?
-I could put it in his coffee one of these days, we usually study together and each time someone different goes pick coffee for everyone, but...
-But?- asked Marla raising one eyebrow.
-This is the last thing I do for you, after this I'll go back home and you will never hear from me again. I'll leave silently and I won't tell anything to anyone. I'll say that the pressure at the university was too much for me and that I snapped. Also, promise me that nothing will happen to Robert.
-Oh, dear, you're such a disappointment. You don't want to be powerful? Where are your ambitions? Why should I let you leave?
-You won't need me again after this, will you? I could go around telling people what you really are?
-And what am I?- Marla said in an ice-cold voice.- Say it, we both know it, don't we? I won't feel offended, unlike other I know exactly what I am.
-You're a witch.- Dalia said accusingly.
-So, I am!- she replied laughing from the bottom of her throat.- I am a witch and I am proud to be one! I see you don't understand, the power, oh, the power! It makes you feel so good. You've never had it, you don't know the sensation of being able to do anything just by thinking about it. And you will never know in your sad mortal life. I pity you. But you're right, I have no use for you after this. I could kill you afterwards or I could hide you away until I had need of you again. Yes, I could do that.
Dalia held her breath, so that was it, she would be either dead or tied to that madwoman forever.
-But, I want you to see that I am benevolent and I'll let you leave. And I won't hurt your straw man. However, I will make sure that you don't tell anyone. You won't be able to tell anything to anyone because every time you will try to I'll come into your mind and remind you. And if you do tell someone I'll hurt your straw man. Understood?
Dalia nodded, hardly believing that she would be able to get away with it.
-Now leave and don't talk to me again. Send me a message the day before you plan to do it and after you've done it.- Marla handed her a little glass bottle. It was similar to the one from the last time, but the liquid had a reddish shadow in it.- If you lose it, or break it or do anything else with this I'll make sure that you will regret doing it your whole life.- she looked at her intensely and Dalia felt how a tree behind her caught fire. Marla looked at it annoyed and set the fire off immediately.- Go away, now!
Dalia hurried down the stairs and into the elevator, she only started walking at a normal pace when she was two kilometers away from the building. Then she stopped, shaking and she leaned on a wall. Had she won? Was it what she really wanted? Maybe Robert was right and she was actually a good person who happened to find herself trapped in a bad place. Would she have to be afraid all her life thinking about what would happen if Marla changed her mind? She had seen what Marla could do, and the fire was an accident, she shuddered imagining what could she do when she summoned her powers intentionally.
No comments:
Post a Comment