She stood on a sandy beach, waves flowed lightly over her feet. Her long brown hair swayed in the light breeze. She felt safe and content being there, just watching the ocean.
"Natera," said a male voice behind her.
She turned around. A blurred figure was coming towards her. "Who are you?" she asked.
"Natera," the voice said again. The blurred figure kept coming closer and closer. The closer he got, he was still blurry to her eyes. "Come to me." He was only about ten feet away from her, his hand held out in front of him.
Natera felt that if she took the outstretched hand, she would be loved and protected. She started walking towards him. A buzzing sound could be heard in the distance. She stopped walking. The buzzing noise got louder and louder.
The stranger dropped his hand. "Till next time," he said and turned to walk away.
"No," whispered Natera, "not yet. Please wait."
She suddenly felt light and the beach around her started to disappear. She felt as if she was going to….
Natera quickly sat up in bed. Her alarm clock was going off. She looked at it in confusion before shutting it off. Who had set it? She knew she didn't. It must have been her parents she thought. She refused to get out of bed. If she left the safety of her bed, she would know that yesterday was not a nightmare.
She spent the rest of the day yesterday with Brad. She didn't want to leave him, but she knew she had to. She did eventually come home last night. Both of her parents were up and waiting for her. When they tried to show concern for her, she just shrugged them off and locked herself in her room.
She had asked Brad to tell Marie that she was moving. He said that she should, but she refused. She wasn't brave enough. She didn't want to cry anymore. Brad had finally, reluctantly agreed when she wouldn't stop begging. She knew she was acting pathetically, and she didn't care.
The sound of knocking brought Natera out of her thoughts. She didn't answer.
"Natera, honey," said her mother. "It's time to get up."
She still didn't answer and stayed as still as she could be, trying not to make any sounds.
"I know you are awake," her mother continued. "Get up now or else."
How dare she threaten me, Natera thought, after all that she and dad put me through. "Or else what, mother?" she bitterly asked.
Her mother was quiet for a second, coming up with a comeback. "Or else…I'll put a spell on you."
Dolly knew that it was illegal to use magic on someone else, but her daughter didn't know that it was an empty threat.
Natera didn't answer. "Get up now," Dolly said calmly before going back downstairs.
Natera was slowly making her way down the stairs, stomping her feet as loud as she could. When she had gotten up to go get dressed, she noticed an open suit case on the floor, near her closet. Clothes and other necessities were already packed away inside it. She knew what he parents were up to when she was gone.
In the living room, there were three other suitcases that belonged to her parents. She went into the dining room and found both of her parents sitting at the table. Her father and mother stood up. She moved to give Natera a hug. Natera turned away from her.
"Honey," her mother said quietly, tears in her eyes.
"I'll never forgive you for what you are doing to me," she said. "Never."
"We are leaving in twenty minutes," said her father, breaking the icy cold tension that filled the room.
Natera walked out of the room. She couldn't stand being in the same room as them. It was suffocating. She didn't want to hear what they had to say. She would never forgive them. Never.
Dolly's heart broke into even more little pieces at her daughter's actions and behavior. It was like the billionth time Natera said she would never forgive them. She slowly sat back down onto a chair, trying to hold back her tears. She didn't want to cry anymore. She had cried enough.
She felt as if she were the worst mother in the world. She felt horrible and guilty. But she knew that what she was doing was right. Right? There was way more at stake than what Natera knew.
Tom watched his wife and saw different emotions run through her eyes. He knew what she was feeling, because he felt it too. "I should go put the suitcases in the car."
Dolly looked up at him, a question in her eyes. "We are doing the right thing," he said, trying to reassure her. He smiled sadly at her before turning away and walking out.
Natera was sitting on the porch steps when she heard the front door behind her open. She didn't bother to see who it was. She didn't care.
Her father, with two suitcases in his hands, walked passed her. He put them in the trunk. He came up the steps, passed her again, and walked into the house. A few minutes later, he came back outside with two more suitcases. He put one in the trunk and the other in the backseat of the car. When he finished, he sat down next to his daughter.
"Nothing is stopping you from running," he said.
"I hardly doubt that," she replied bitterly.
"Why is that?"
"You and mom would probably do something freaky…since you two are witches and all."
Tom didn't say anything for a few seconds. "You are not allowed to use your powers on anyone unwillingly or willingly for that matter." Natera didn't say anything. "Know this, your mother and I love you so very much. We are truly sorry. We don't mean to put you in so much pain."
She laughed bitterly at that last statement. "Yeah right."
"But we know…we feel it...everything is telling us that this is meant to be. You must believe in your instincts, it is usually right."
The door opened behind them and Dolly walked through it. She told her husband that everything was ready to go. He nodded at her, she walked down the steps, and got into the passenger side of the car. Tom stood up and locked the front door.
"Meet you in the car," he said before going to join his wife.
After what felt like hours, Natera slowly walked down the porch steps. She stopped in the middle of the walkway, turning to look back at the house. It looked eerily silent.
Everything she knew was changing for the better or worse. She just didn't know which one yet. But she too knew…felt…as much as she may hate to admit it, her father was right… Deep down, she too somehow knew that this was meant to be.
She turned away from the house and slowly made her way to the car. Not once did she look back as they drove away.
wow! it's been awhile since i've updated this story. well here is a chapter...it's not very good, mind you,but it's a chapter nevertheless.
thank you xxSilverMoonxx, DREAMER12391, and Queen of Word for reviewing.