Devils Roses 04 - Witch

swim gear. What the fuck is this?” He seemed to finally be surfacing.
    Sam sighed and looked around. He was waiting for Lorri to arrive and take it over. He knew she would have Lydia at the prom cleaning up. He dreaded any of the kids who resisted.
    “You found her.” He turned to see Dorian grinning from the porch.
    Sam laughed, “Nick of time dude, come and help before one of us ends up with some injuries.”
    Dorian laughed and sauntered from the house, “You really are Jonathan’s daughter. You are your mother in every way. Except the scent maybe.” His wicked lips curled up into his evil grin.
    Sam rolled his eyes, “Shit Dorian she doesn’t know any of that.”
    He shrugged, “She will.”
    Ophelia shook her head, “Is that the FedEx guy? Why are you here? This is madness, my father’s name is Vic and my mother is Helen. My sister is Abbey and she’s missing. I’ll do whatever you want but please just let her go.”
    Jake shook his head and stepped in front of her, “I will do what ever you want, leave her out of this.”
    Dorian scowled, “Really? You would do whatever I want to spare her?”
    The guy looked ready to lose it but he clenched his jaw and nodded, “Let her go and her sister too.” He wrapped his arms around his back to pull Ophelia to him.
    Dorian pointed at the kid and raised his eyebrows, “Who is this kid?”
    Sam sighed, “This is Ophelia and her boyfriend. He came with us because she used glamour on the entire town. Dorian I need to go to Greece I don’t have time for this shit. Take them inside and make her stop crying.”
    Dorian smiled at the guy, “I may still take you up on your offer, later.”
    Sam grimaced, “Okay well maybe I’ll take you guys inside because I don’t even want to know where we are going with this conversation.” He grabbed Ophelia by the hand and pulled her and her boyfriend up the stairs and through the doorway.
    “She be bad juju Mister Sam. I don’ts want her in my house.”
    He felt Annabelle’s resistance to her in the air.
    He looked to see the maid blocking the hallway with her body.
    Sam shook his head, “She’s okay Annabelle.”
    Annabelle crossed her arms, “She be stronger than me. That never be okay.”
    He laughed, “I know. Annabelle this is Ophelia and her boyfriend, what’s your name dude?”
    The kid stood completely stunned by the talking ghost.
    Sam snapped a finger in front of his eyes making him look up, “Huh what?”
    “Name?”
    “Jake. Is she- ah- uhm- a -ghost?”
    Sam nodded, “She is a witch like your girlfriend here.”
    Jake nodded, “I can see the door handle behind her.” And with that he was gone. The big strong brave young man was unconscious.

Chapter Eleven
    Ophelia

    The furniture was old. It suited the house perfectly. She felt safer than she had all evening. She sat on the couch silently. Jake lay on the huge sofa across from her. He was still completely out of it.
    “We have to send him back.”
    She looked up to see the ghostly maid standing/floating in the doorway.
    She felt her heart quicken, “Why?”
    “He’ll die around here real fast.” She floated across the room and sniffed, “Surprised you never killed him yet.”
    Ophelia frowned, “Why do you all keep saying these things about me. I’m no witch. I’m a regular girl. I want to go home. I'm being haunted by a poltergeist. I want my mom and dad and my sister. Do you know where they’re keeping her?”
    “Ophelia welcome. I’m Lydia. It’s so nice to meet you finally my dear.”
    She turned to see an older woman walking into the room. Something about her made Ophelia feel relaxed. The older woman took her hands and squeezed them. “Please sit and relax. You’ve had an odd day I would imagine. That was some prom you manifested.”
    ‘Trust her Ophelia. She’s like us.’
    She tried to ignore the voices but she watched, as an older lady seemed to sense them there.
    Ophelia nodded, feeling herself getting teary again, “It's been a terrible week. First he froze and then they chased me and the voices and then the wolf and my sister and prom and now here.” She knew she wasn’t making sense but she felt lost in it all.
    Lydia laughed bitterly, “Nothing I haven’t heard before my love. Sit and have some tea. It will relax you. Now how much do you know?”
    Ophelia shrugged, “About what?”
    Lydia looked over at the ghost, “I guess we’ll start at the beginning. Your parents are very powerful people