I was Promised to a Warlock

Calliope "Order up!" "I dont know katie im just not big into birthdays" "Come on Cali, it's not just for you. I invited that cute guy Jake from my religions class, and this'll give me the chance to....get to know him better. You're a Junior is college, live a little! " Katie winked at me, cluing me in that this party has less to do with me and more to do with her wanting a booty call with her new summer fling. Katie was one of those girls who never had a shortage of guys hanging around. With short blonde hair cut off in a cute bob, perky boobs, tan sun kissed skin and a thin figure that even Tyra Banks would be jealous of its no wonder guys would do anything just to get a chance at sleeping with her. I on the other hand was no so blessed, with messy red hair that never seemed to want to cooperate, lanky arms and legs that I tripped over constantly and skin as pale a ghost I definitely was not someone guys usually looked at twice after seeing Katie in the room. Not that she see

Calliope "WELL?!" I yell a bit more forcefully than I mean to. My mother turns to look at me, tears welling in her bright green eyes, making them look even more striking against her white complexion. Her messy red hair falling out of her tightly wound bun giving away the fact that she had clearly been pulling at it for some time before we left. My heart begins to thud so loudly I think everyone in the car must hear it. It feels like ages before she speaks, im praying that whatever comes out of her mouth next will make this all so much clearer. "....Cali sweetheart I am so sorry, we thought we had more time, we didn't think they would come today, we though we could protect you, if we had more time maybe we could have–-", she didn't get the chance to finish her sentence before our car was rear-ended by a large black SUV causing my mother to jerk forward. Our car spun out of control and smashed against the guard rail before being t-boned by a second vehicle and coming to an abrupt st

Calliope "Oberon please," my mother begged as she collected herself and haphazardly stood, slumped against me for support, "she knows nothing of that world he does not want her she will be of no use to him". She looks at me with pity and regret. "AND WHOS FAULT IS THAT?!" He screams as he comes barreling towards us leaning down causing his figure to look bigger somehow not that my mother and I are particularly small people, but he was at least 6 inches taller. His face turning a color I can only describe as that of a corpse, an almost bluish grey color and his eyes looked black like a shark. The motion and sudden change startling me and causing me to gasp. The reaction caused the man I now knew as Oberon to scoff and slowly he stood up straight to wipe at his clothes like he has grown bored of us. "She comes with us, as is our right to collect her, and whatever becomes of her know that it is your doing, this could have been easier, you could have prepared her Clara." He turned, mot

Calliope "Hey, I'm talking to you asshole!" I scream with as much confidence as I can muster, pushing myself to my feet clutching my side where my ribs are screaming at me to lay back down and sleep. He turns to look at me with a raised eyebrow, he slowly walks, almost glides, back over to where I am standing and places his finger under my chin, forcing my head to tilt up towards his. He leans in, close enough that I can hear as he whispers. "You are not what I expected you know? I truly believed living in that world would leave you this broken, fragile thing. I am glad to see I was wrong, perhaps you will survive this world after all, as long as you dont lose that fire that clearly burns within you. If you ever find yourself in need of some...physical company... I would be more than happy to oblige." A shiver goes down my back, god something is really wrong with me, definitely going to need some therapy after this. "As for your mother, I assure you she is fine and by now has full

Calliope "She has not yet awoken, I can bring her to your room when she is properly dressed if you would like ma'am" I hear a woman say. As I open my eyes I see what looks like a large room filled with green and gold accents everywhere, the floor and walls are covered in what looks like carpeted moss. The bed im on has a large gold canopy ontop of four tall wooden posts. As I stare at the ceiling I see small lights twinkling, almost moving. The sheets are the softest thing iv ever felt and the mattress feels like a thousand clouds and I never want to leave, but eventually my curiosity wins out. I brace myself for the pain as I swing my legs over the side but im pleasantly surprised to find that I feel fine. I am grateful that whatever pain relief I was given has yet to wear off because I know when it comes back its going to feel like I was hit by a train. Once I make it to my feet I start to creep closer to the voices behind the large wooden double doors to listen more carefully.