Rainbow Witch's Posts (2)

Ruined.

With quick breathes drawn in and out, another day came and went for Tessa. She had officially become the cat's puppet.

"Why do I do this?"

She said out loud as she louded another body that was tied to rocks into the large, empty pond. She wouldn't be blammed if that wasn't her pond.  Delicate hands wipped off dust from her black skirt. This would be the last... Thats what she told herself anyway. But it wouldn't. It never would. Not even if she told herself this every day. The cat is happy, though. That's why she is doing this, right? For the cat? Or was it for another thing? She looked at the pond and salty tears started to form, stinging her eyes and making them blurry in the process. Not again.  She fell to her bruised knees and sobbed. "Crying? Again?'' It was a familiar voice. "To think you would get used to it by now."

"Go away, Margaret." Her sister. The one she killed so many years ago. "Go away? Go away!?"

A hand gripped her shoulder and nails dug in. "You said that 11 years ago too, didn't you?" 

Tessa couldn't look. She knew what was there.  A dripping, blue faced girl. Hair almost gone and clothes molding off.

"I said  go away." She knew it was no use. Something like this never went away.

"But I will always be here, Tess. You can't get rid of something tied to your soul. Or did that cat take that as well?"

Tessa would stand back up and squeeze her eyes shut. Incantations left her lips and the hand would leave her shoulder.  As she felt the weight lift from her, she let out a reasurring sigh, opening her gray eyes again. A purr was then heard. Stupid cat. It rubbed its stuffed face against Tessa's sock covered leg.

"Is it done?" The feline asked. Tessa gave a small nod. 

"Good. Now, lets go." The cat led the way to their next adventure.

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As a breath of fresh air swoops over Tessa like a blowing fan, she sighs. It was truly over, wasn't it? She feels as though her body has given up as the she dropped the sharp object. Her clothes stained in mistakes. A cat slowly makes it's way to her, a bit of stuffing falling out. "Tsk tsk." The cat said mockingly. "Look at the mess you made." She looked at the cat. No, she starred at it, her hate visible. "What the hell just happened?" She questioned the feline, who tilted it's stuffed head. "Well my dear Tessa, you just killed someone." It laughed to it's self. Tessa hated that stupid laugh. "Why?'' She looked as though something was coming up. "So I could eat." The cat purred happily. Tessa quickly ran a bit before collapsing. She let everything come out. Everything. As she coughed and gagged out last nights dinner, the cat rubbed its cotton like fur against the body. "Just a small price to pay for a friend." Tessa looked at her, a harsh look in her eyes. "Friend? Friend?!" She laughed at that. "You really think you are my friend?" The cat jumped on her. "Well, you just killed someone for me. You fed me their dead soul. I think you wouldn't do that for just anybody." The cat laughed again, it's sewn mouth dropping stuffing with each snort it gave off. "Now, be a good girl and clean up the body. We have more work to do." The cat hoped off her and started to walk away, its long tail swaying as it does. Tessa let out a small sob, putting her face in her hands. "Pull it together." She would say to herself before standing up and taking care of the body.

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