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Wiccan Angels |
The Wigi Board had always been a part of Kristine's life. She first encountered it in a stack of old board games. She was only a girl. It seemed to speak to her. It foretold her first lover. Her best friend had lost her favorite yo-yo. Kristine used the Wigi to find it. It had been taken by a boy name Elijah. Kristine instantly fell for him. . She begged her Wigi Board to bring him closer. Elijah ignored her. Kristine turned to Witchcraft. With her friend Tanya, she set out red candles in a circle. The moon was fat with heated summer breezes. Kristine called on the ram to bring her desire to her. She could hear every cricket and slivering thing in her backyard. "This is so creepy." Tanya said. Kristina hushed her and raised the chicken feet over her circle of candles. She thrust her tiny chest out. She was stripped to the waist. Her friends hand shook as she wrote Elijah's name on a peace of paper and folded it three times and lit it on fire. Tanya dropped the paper into the pentagram drawn in chalk; a red candle at each point of the star. Kristine swayed, shaking her chickens feet and thrusting out her chest. "Take my heart and my soul!" Kristine shouted. It began to rain. "Oh, shit." Tanya said. The two girls were soaked. They gathered their candles and scurried inside Kristine's home. The back screen door creeked as Tanya tried to shut it without waking her friends mother. There followed a crack of lightening and a thunderstorm. "Um, do you think it worked?" Kristine asked her friend nervously. Tanya nodded and guzzled a bottle of milk. Something pounded on the back door. The two girls stared accross the kitchen in terror. "I-I am not opening the door." Tanya said. Kristine's legs trembled with each step. She had to see what was pounding on the door. The screen door had not been latched. She could see this through the heavy wooden kitchen backdoor window. The kitchen door had not been latched. Kristine latched the iron bolt and knob lock. A crack of lightening revealed Elijah standing in the yard. He was in his pajamas. His gaze was fixed on Kristine. She dropped down beneath the the backdoor window. "Jesus!" Kristine gasped. She pointed to the window, gesturing to Tanya to look. Tanya was hiding under the kitchen table. She gestured back, pointing at the window above Kristine. Elijah was standing behind it. His eyes were wide open. Kristine screamed and crawled quickly across the kitchen floor to hold her friend. "What do we do?" Tanya whispered. "Do not let him in." she added. Kristine stood up and walked to face him. She opened the door. The rain swept into the kitchen. Elijah grasped her naked shoulders and kissed her full on the mouth. They were intertwined, rolling on the kitchen floor. Tanya stared in shock. She began to rub herself in orgasmic excitement. Elijah grunted with every thrust of his coupling. The kitchen lights clicked on. "Get the fuck off my daughter!" Kristine's mother shouted. She had her 32 pistol in hand. Elijah could not stop. Kristine tried to break free of his clutches. "Mom! No!" she could not explain. Elijah was shot. The boy laid on the floor in a growing pool of blood. "Jesus-Jesus!" Tanya ran out into the storm. "He's not dead. I shot him in the butt." Kristine's mother lit up a Tiparillo. Elijah started to cry. "I love him!" Kristine screamed and held Elijah to her tiny bosom. Kristine's mother blew some smoke and called the police. "Now, we get serious." she said blowing more smoke, "I hope your not pregnant." "Why am I here?" Elijah was waking from the spell. "Don't ask me. Your naked in my kitchen with a hard on." Kristine's mom said and pressed a white towel to Elijah's wound. The neighborhood lit up with flashing red police lights. Kristine could not confess to her enchantment. No one would believe her. Elijah was taken away in an ambulance: hand cuffed. Kristine's mother forbid her daughter to have anything to do with, "That Lunatic!" The spell had worked. But, there is always a price to pay to Lucifer.+ =+= |