Chapter 15

Kyle's pov

I remembered the horrible burning pain and emotions that had circled me when he had yelled at me, as I floated effortlessly in a black void. Maybe he hated me still, and there was no way I could make it up to him and the little girl. I felt despair wash over me yet again, but it stopped when I heard a voice. "I hope he's okay..." Huh? It sounded familiar. Where had I heard that voice? "I don't know what to do Martha! I love him so much but he's always shut me out!" Martha? That's the name of one of our nurses right? "I just hope he knows how much I love him. He is my wonderful son after all..." Mom... She deserved my apology most of all. I hadn't had time to show her my love as a child because I was busy doing chores for dad. She didn't even know about the beatings, and I never told her. My dad would always take me to the basement and tell my mom some stupid excuse before he beat me. I never thought much about how my mom felt. I guess now that Marco showed me how to love I also feel guilt. I wanted to tell her I was sorry and that I loved her too, but I didn't know how to wake up.

After a few tries and lying there for who knows how long I finally woke up. The light of my room had never been so blinding. I blinked trying to get used to the bright sun. I turned to my left to see my mother crying and hugging Martha. Sighing I got up out of bed and pulled my mom away from Martha into my own arms. I had grown taller than her over the years, but I hadn't even noticed until now. "I'm so sorry mom. I know I have never said it, but I love you, and I'm ever grateful for everything you've done for me. I met a little girl recently and I played a game with her, and even in its simplicity, it taught me some very important lessons. I made her very upset though and I need to apologize and I have lots of other people to apologize to." She was looking up at me with a huge smile on her face but tears were still slipping from the corners of her eyes. Then I turned to Martha and told her I was going out.

I rushed down the stairs and out the front door, and then I ran towards my bright red car. I turned on the engine not even stopping to hear it purr like I usually would. I drove in the direction of marcos house. I was very impatient when I hit a red light. I sighed angrily looking around. When I saw a familiar girl my eyes widened. "Perfect," I whispered to myself, before pulling over. I quickly go out and stopped her. She seemed incredibly displeased when she turned around and saw me. "I know you don't want to see me, especially since the spell broke but I have to talk to you." She seemed hesitant and irritated with me, but nodded for me to continue. "First I want to thank you. The "curse" you cast on me opened my eyes to so much around me and led me to find someone I love more than anyone else..." I trailed off thinking of Marco, but I was snapped out of it by a gasp. "This love spell gives the subjects mind, and there is only one thing as powerful as the mind, if the subject trades something of equal value then they shall regain their free will" I heard her whisper. "What? I think I heard something similar to that in a dream. What does it mean?" I asked. She appeared shell shocked, and froze for a while before finally answering. "I didn't know what it meant until now either. I thought that it meant the spell was permanent because what could be worth more than your mind... but know I understand that there is something more valuable... your heart..." It took me awhile to comprehend what she said and it finally clicked. I fell in love with Marco J. Lester. I chuckled a little bit at that before turning back to the girl. "That's quite ironic, the spell technically is permanent i'd say. I also wanted to tell you how sorry I am about your grandma. I hadn't really payed attention to how much a guardian meant to a child until today when I woke up scared and alone, to find my wonderful mother standing there. I had ignored her for years yet she stood by me and supported me anyways. I can't imagine losing her so I must ask... is your grandma okay?" I'm sure we both knew I was asking if her grandma was still alive or not and I prayed she was. "She's going to make it. She'll be around a little longer, and I found a new friend who offered to take care of me when she passes. Lexie says she wants me to tutor her in witchcraft." I was so happy about this. "Please tell her how sorry I am." she nodded before she pointed to my car. "Now go get your man!" She called and we smiled at each other before parting ways.

When arrived at Marco's abode, I stood on his front porch for a good 20 minutes filling my own head with doubtful questions and thoughts. 'He probably still hates me!' 'what if he only wanted to be nice because he felt bad for me?' 'What do I do if he rejects me?' 'What if he never wants to see me again?!' and so many more. Finally I gained the courage to nock and I tensed when I heard footsteps coming in the direction of the door. When I heard the door open I Looked down to see a very familiar mop of black hair, "Kyle?" He asked looking up to meet my boring green eyes with his stunning blue ones. "Um- h-hi?" I stuttered. His face was painted in confusion. "after the curse broke I realized I still love you Marco... Except this time it's of my own free will. Would you like to... I don't know... go on a date sometime or something?" I was a nervous wreck stuttering out my proposition just praying her wouldn't reject me harshly. "I'd love to!" I opened my eyes which I didn't even notice I had closed. On the inside I was jumping with joy but on the outside I played it cool. "Well that's great. How does friday at eight sound? I'd pick you up." He smiled his beautiful smile and nodded eagerly inviting me inside.