Devils Roses 04 - Witch

collapsed onto his bed and waited for the darkness to take over.
    "Sam."
    He looked over at Annabelle sitting next to him on his bed.
    She looked at his face and ran a ghostly cold hand across his cheeks, making him shiver.
    "I knew your momma Sam. She is a good woman. She would be proud of the man yous become. I knew your daddy too. He was a good man. The things about his death that you knows, about miss Lorri. Theys true. She had a moment likes yous having now. She never meants it. She loved him like a brother. She aint never been the same since then."
    Sam shook his head, "Not now Annabelle."
    She looked him in the eyes, which was creepy considering her eyes were a ghostly grey. "Now is the only time I gots. You all gots to go tonight. I needs you to go back to the mansion and tell thems that Jonathan is going to try to kill Lillith. Them blue ghost girls aint been here in a week. They been stuck over there. He gots them all drained. Ophelia don’t know it but her brother gots their magic. She done lost the fight."
    He couldn’t care about the news. He couldn’t force himself.
    He looked at her and nodded, "I'll go tell them."
    Annabelle smiled, "You gotta save your momma Sam. She will die in there if you donts free her."
    He nodded again and flashed into the living room at Giselle's. He felt naked when he saw Ophelia. She was changed and her dark hair was wet. She looked pretty but to his heart she was stunning. He couldn't fight his feelings for her.
    She flinched when she saw him. His heart broke.
    "Your brother has the magic of the other six. Your dad made him take it today. They'll try to kill Lillith tonight apparently."
    Ophelia frowned, "But Lydia said it would be my birthday."
    Sam shrugged, "Guess something is up. We have to go today."
    Aimee walked into the massive room, "You're back. What's going on Sam?"
    He flinched. She didn’t trust him alone with Ophelia. He didn’t trust himself.
    "We need to move tonight. They'll kill Lillith tonight."
    Aimee pursed her lips in thought. She pulled her phone and sent texts.
    Sam glanced at Ophelia watching him nonstop. He felt sick seeing her face.
    "I'm sorry." He spoke low.
    She nodded, "Not as sorry as I am." Her face flushed as a tear slipped down her cheek.
    Her face was covered in guilt. He didn’t even know how to respond. How could she feel guilty over his attacking her?
    Oliver walked in and stopped.
    Sam felt his gaze upon him, "Jonathan will kill Lillith tonight."
    Oliver's eyes widened. He thought for a moment and then looked like he'd been hit with a dose of obvious, "Oh shit. The sisters."
    Sam didn’t follow along. Dorian appeared out of nowhere just ahead of Lorri.
    Sam had thought that Ari had planned on the mission not involving Dorian or Lorri.
    Lorri looked at Oliver, "What's he doing wandering about?"
    Oliver laughed, "Lets focus Lucifer, Jonathan will kill Lillith tonight. He can use the sister's magic if Tristan can hold it."
    She frowned, "He can't hold it until they turn eighteen."
    Oliver shook his head, "No. They can wield it any time. The other sister's are eighteen. Once they take their power it pushes their age. They could have taken the power at birth if they could have cleansed the sister's spirits."
    Lorri turned to Ophelia, "Holy shit. Have they been around to see you?"
    Ophelia turned her head, "No. They haven’t. I haven’t seen them in days."
    Lorri grimaced, "Fuck. Okay. We need to go now." She turned to Dorian, "Get Ari and Luke. I'll get Brandon and Giselle. Aimee we need Lydia and Hanna."
    They were gone leaving Oliver and Sam standing facing each other with Ophelia in the middle.
    She flushed and looked at Sam. He went to open his mouth but she put a hand up, "I know. If I could take it all back Sam I would. I would rather die than hurt you."
    He shook his head, "Then you understand how I feel."
    She swallowed hard, "I do."
    She looked at Oliver and then him again.
    Sam knew he had lost her. No matter what he did he couldn’t compete with what she felt for Oliver.
    Aimee appeared with Hanna and Lydia in tow. Lydia ran to Sam and hugged him into her, "My boy."
    He wanted to cry again but fought the urge. Hanna stayed back watching him.
    He could feel her feelings for him. He wished he could feel what she felt. He wished things would be normal again.
    He looked at Lydia and whispered, "Is it possible to take the feelings Hanna has and mirroring them so I feel what she feels instead of what I feel?"
    Lydia