Crescent Bound (56 page)

Here is another one with an old green witch printed on it saying
“
Don
’
t make me release the flying monkeys!
”
  Oh, I am going to
so
kill her.  I flip to the next one
,
“
Warning, Dyslexic Witch can
’
t
S
pell properly
,
”
I yell out loudly,
“
M
egan
!
”

My entire closet is full of nothing
but
tacky witch T-shirts.  I grab the first one and pull it on as I rush downstairs, getting my book of shadows and my leather jacket. 

“
I
’
m gonna freeze her ass to the ground and then leave her there until she thaws out
and then freeze her again
,
”
I mumble getting into Lisa
’
s car.

“
Hey, glad to see you,
”
Lisa says cheerfully as we head out to Megan
’
s.

Pulling into Megan
’
s drive
way
we see, just in front of her two story house, a bright red Ferrari motorcycle.  I jump out and shift next to it. 

“
Damn, excellent ride!
”
I look up as Lisa walks over to me.  I flash a
playful
grin as my eyes beam bright ice blue and
comment
,
“
Perhaps, we can make him forget what he drove
here
on
also
.
”
 

Lisa tugs on my arm and replies,
“
Now, now we came here for one thing and one thing only, Alyssa
.
”
She
grins at me.
We
approach the front door
,
there sits a young, absolutely stunning guy, leaning with his back against the door and his very long legs cross
ed
in front of him.  He reminds me a bit like a young Antonio Banderas.  His long dark black hair just touches his broad shoulders.  His deep dark eyes gaze at us and he gets up
with excitement
.  

“
Ah, Amici
.
”

Lisa and I glance at each other and say together
,
“
Italian...figures,
”
I
shrug hiding the smirk off my face
.

He leans over and brushes off the unseen dirt from his black leather pants and continues in broken English,
“
She, ah won
’
ta let in…
”
He points toward
the front door. 

“
Hi, I
’
m Alyssa and this is Lisa, we are here to help you.  Ah,
“
Siamo qui per aiutarti.
”

“
Ah, si, si, Alberto,
”
h
e
says motioning
to himself.

He also reminds me of a wet puppy trying to go inside after being scolded for something he d
idn’t
know he did.  Soon we can all have a little chat.  

I knock on the door three good hard knocks, wait another second and knock again
with
the same exact rhythm.  It
’
s our own
secret code
we
’
ve made
up just for situations
like
this.  Megan unlocks the door and stands before me, smiling apologetically.  I don
’
t return the smile,
instead I
sigh in disappointment
as
I walk
in the house
. 

Lisa
,
and
Antonio
,
which is instantly our nickname for
him
,
follows
along too. 

As we all enter
the foyer,
he
grabs Megan hungrily and kisses her like
it
’s
his last
chance
to touch
her bewitching
lips, which, ye
ah
, it is. 

Megan tries pushing him away
, but
has the willpower of pure tissue
paper
and begins heatedly kissing him back.  Can
’
t really blame her, he is a
very hot
Italian stallion. 
“
Ahem,
Megan
shall we.
”

Gently at first and finally with more resolve, she shoves him back. 
“
Alberto, stop it, enough.
”

He moves back enough for them to breathe.

“
Ah, my gattino
 
selvatico
.
”
Lisa looks at me questioningly by squinting
her eyes.

I answer
with amusement
,
“
His nickname for our Megan
is
w
ild
k
itten
.
”
Lisa bursts into laughter.

“
I
’
ve wrong you,
”
Alberto slash Antonio says with pleading eyes to Megan.

Megan meets his gaze and says in a well rehearsed tone,
“
Alberto, it
’
s nothing you
’
ve done, it
’
s just so
mething I need to work on, come
… let
’
s just sit down over here, so we can talk more about it.
”
 

I
’
m leaning on the
wall
with
arms crossed
,
waiting,
and then
calmly
follow Megan and
her l
over down
the hallway into the living room.  She has already prepared the black and red candles, which illuminate the room.  She seductively motions Alberto to sit down on the couch, with
a
simpl
e
come-hither glance.  Lisa takes her usual position on the left side of Alberto and I
casually
walk in front of him.  Megan stands behind him massaging his shoulders, keeping him relaxed
.  T
he last thing we want is for him to panic on us.  I look down at my jacket, adjusting it
, making
sure he can
’
t see my T-shirt.

I turn brie
fly towards Megan and flash
my shirt and mouth
the words
,
“
I
’
m so gonna kill you, I want my clothes back.
”

Her sexy, sultry laughter echoes throughout the house. 
“
I think it looks assumingly cute,
”
she
says as I close my jacket and turn back to Antonio.

Megan
’
s relaxation techniques are working because his body becomes less rigid and he starts closing his eyes enjoying her addicting touch.  Lisa quickly hands me my book of shadows, as I start to kneel on the rug about three feet from the couch. 

I instantly turn to the correct page.  You know if I drop my book, I truly believe it will open to this precise page.  W
e have done
this spell entirely too much
,
you would think I
’
d have
it
down by
now
.  I never want to chance it.  To make sure of no mistakes I speak the spell in the exact order and follow my book precisely.  My oath is to harm none and that is my intention. The last thing we need is Megan
’
s lover becoming a
flying monkey
or something. 

Megan moves to
Alberto’s
right
,
and they both
raise their hands in the air, calling their elements to them, a light breeze swirls around us, tossing our hair
around
.  The candles flicker
, but
remain lit. I place my hands on either side of Alberto
’
s head, gently placing my index fingers directly on his temples.  I focus my eyes
making them
brighter, more alluring and
I
begin speaking in
my
enchanting voice
.

“
Hear me,
g
oddess of the moon, from the other
worlds;
hear me
g
od of the light. Remove the shadow thought
s
from
his
s
ight.
”

Alberto
’
s eyes are wide and deep as I pierce into them
with my gaze
.  He sits motionless,
and all I see is
his breathing
, the
simpl
e
rise and fall as he enters my trance.  Once I know he is fully enthralled I continue,
“
Lord of
w
itches, hear our plea, with the
witches
call
of three, gaze into
his thoughts as we sing
,
m
emories forgotten thrice bells
ring
.
”

Megan and Lisa join me as we proceed. 

“
Protecting three with secrets abound.  Musing of this will be
abscond
.  Memory sweeps hence thy sleep, for time enough to leave
thy
keep.  The
g
oddess
’
s gaze through darkest
night
remove
s
the shadow
thoughts
from his sight.  Troubl
e fades, with memories abide.  G
od
’
s of power,
l
ord of the
s
un, what we banish, may naught be undone.  Lord of all
w
itches, gods of the day,
and
all of nature
g
rant me your favor to stay
. 
In the name of the goddess and g
ods, h
arm ye none.
S
o mote it be
.
”

The enigmatic air quickly fills the room with energy and gusts of wind.  Blowing curtains accent us as we continue with the chant two more times, in unison.

I watch as Alberto
’
s eyes slowly close, n
ot to open again until sunrise, n
ow the real challenge, getting him
home
.  We all stand in
silence;
I turn to Megan,
“
I think it
’
s time to see if you have been paying attention in class.
”
 

Megan places her hands defensively on her hips and begins pacing,
“
What if I break a nail?
”
 
Megan voices w
ith utter seriousness.
“
I mean
,
where
is
David
when we need him the most?
  He
’
s better at something like this
,
don
’
t you think Alyss?
”
 

I give her
a grim look and shake my head
,
“
Nope, not going to happen, everyone has already left for the track hours ago, and you have brought th
is upon your
self…
babe
.
”

Lisa turns to me.
“
I
’
m going to pull my car as close to the front door as I can, okay?
”
A
nd
she
shifts away.
Well this should be interesting
.
Here we have this six foot tall, a hundred and eighty pound Italian guy slumped over and very unconscious on the couch
.