Fell in Love with the Devil

The Scars She Hid From The World

REGINA MCBRIDE

The heavy iron gates of the Wilderness Correction Camp groaned as they released me after three years of state-sponsored hell. I stood on the dirt road, clutching a plastic bag that held my entire life, waiting for the family that claimed they sent me there for "rehab." My brother, Brady, picked me up in a luxury SUV only to throw me out onto a deserted highway in the middle of a brewing storm. He told me I was a "public relations nightmare" and that the rain might finally wash the "stink" of the camp off me. He drove away, leaving me to limp miles through the mud on a snapped ankle. When I finally dragged myself to our family estate, my mother didn't offer a hug; she gasped in horror because my muddy clothes were ruining her Italian marble. They didn't give me my old room back. Instead, they banished me to a moldy gardener’s shack and hired a "babysitter" to make sure I didn't embarrass them further. My sister, Kaleigh, stood there in white cashmere, pretending to cry while clinging to her fiancé, Ambrose—the man who had once been mine. They all treated me like a volatile junkie, refusing to acknowledge that Kaleigh was the one who planted the drugs in my bag three years ago. They wanted to believe I was broken so they wouldn't have to feel guilty about the "wellness retreat" that was actually a torture chamber. I sat in the dark of that shed, feeling the cooling gel on the cigarette burns that covered my arms, and realized they had made a fatal mistake. They thought they had erased me, but I had returned with a roadmap of scars and a hidden satellite phone. At dinner, I didn't beg for their love. I simply rolled up my sleeves and showed them the price of their silence. As the wine spilled and the lies crumbled, I sent a single text to the only person I trusted: "I'm in. Let them simmer." The hunt was finally on.

Modern Revenge Scheming

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Sabrina Steward

" I don't believe in tarot reading. Let's go home instead of wasting our money." I furiously told Alice. My friends and I are at a carnival. I had a good time until Alice stopped in front of the tarot shop. Alice and Hayley are my best friends since sixth grade.

Alice is a fun-loving girl. She likes to explore new things and is desperate for an adventurous life. Hayley is a popular girl in whichever school she's taking a step in. Then, there's Ronan. I have feelings for him but he never notices it or he refuses to notice it. Maybe, I'm too desperate for love.

It could have been better if I'm not his friend. I used to see him every day. We four hang out together. I can't take my eyes off him. I could only imagine what his lips taste of.

" Why can't you trust anything, Sabrina? Even if it's not true, we can have some fun here." Hayley said, tapping her feet impatiently.

" Cheer up. You are going to like it once you entered the shop," Ronan throws his arms around my shoulder.

" I'm just going to accompany you but I still don't trust the lady," I murmured as we all entered the shop. There's a lady in her sixties sitting at a table with her hands on the desk. My eyes wandered the whole place with crystals, bottles with different colours of liquid, many symbols on the wall, posters, candles and rocks.

" Are you interested in palm horoscope? She's even doing that." Hayley whispered in my ears. Before I could give any reply, the old lady spoke.

" Welcome to the witch's horoscope. I'm so glad you choose to visit this shop. What do you children like to know?" She politely asked.

" Are you a witch? Or the shop's name is some kind of a joke?" Oh shit, I should have kept silent. Why did I open my mouth? Did I hurt the lady's feeling?

" Sabrina," Alice warned, almost in a loud voice.

" Maybe, I should ask you the question, child. Are you Sabrina Spellman or Morningstar?" She snapped as she arranged the cards. I didn't think the old lady would be watching 'Chilling adventures of Sabrina'.

" I'm just Sabrina Steward. You haven't answered my question. Are you a witch?"

" Don't be rude to her, Sabrina. She might have thought of an interesting name." Ronan whispered while Alice sat at the table and asked the lady for a tarot card. I watched her keeping up three cards and placing them on the table. I'm not paying attention to the lady but I can see a smile on Alice's lips.

After a few minutes, Hayley sat at the table as the lady spread the set of cards again.

" Can we go home now? I'm so bored here." I told Ronan.

" Don't worry. I'm not going to see my future now. I would see it online." Ronan laughed. I don't know why I was feeling so anxious and furious since I entered this shop. But I'm feeling relieved as soon as I stepped out of the shop.

" Sabrina Morningstar," I heard the old lady's voice again. Is she calling me? Alice and Hayley are looking at each other in confusion.

" I'm Sabrina Steward," I loudly said as I stepped inside the shop again.

" I know. You don't have to hate the horoscope, tarot readings. There are some fake people in the world whose only motto is money. But whatever I'm telling is true. I know a lot of things. Try me. I will prove myself to you."

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