they would do just that.
Chapter 15
Annoying
I got up early the next morning, feeling pretty good, to my surprise. I had slept only a few hours but really, it was all I needed, I was wide-awake now. It was bitterly cold, as it was only early winter now and a cold snap had set in over Cambridge. I looked at the couch where Will had been sleeping, the pink blanket rumpled where he had lain. I missed him already but I knew he had to go to class today.
Everyone was returning to their normal lives, for now anyway until we were ready to head to France. I had to do some school work myself, unlike Will I had not been on this earth so long that I knew just about everything. I unfortunately had to study, and with all the stuff going on it was hard to focus on economics and bio- chem.
I frowned as I got up wishing Will was still here, but he always had to leave really early to avoid dad’s morning visit. Dad would have been majorly ticked off if he found out Will had been here all night, even though it was totally innocent, and nothing intimate happened between us. Will had always been a gentleman when it came to things like that.
I sighed. I am 18 after all, and I sort of maybe wanted to explore things that are more intimate with Will...someday. I knew that was just not possible, since my health and his was less than perfect. Will and I also knew our dynamics were not lined up, as he was a vampire, well a half-blood and I was still basically a human. We also wanted to wait until we married to be together.
We wanted to marry, Will talked about it often, and mentioned when we went to France after I was feeling better, we could talk about it. Lydia had mentioned to me that Will asked her where the family engagement ring was. It had been in the Darcy family for centuries. I wanted nothing more than to be William’s bride. I just hope I could make it that long.
I got dressed after my stomach growled at me; my hunger was back with a vengeance. I slipped on a flowered sundress with a long sleeve top underneath, and some black tights, to keep warm. I brushed my hair and put a clip on the side, and headed down to eat some breakfast. I knew dad was gone, he had poked his head into my room shortly after 7am, to tell me goodbye and that he would be home to have lunch with Gran and me.
I knew a few of the house keepers were here, doing normal cleaning. I hoped Sara was gone shopping, or out chasing guys over half her age, if I was lucky. The house was pretty quiet so I figured I was alone, well at least inside. The coven would have someone guarding the house outside, so technically I was never really alone.
I felt my stomach turn, when I walked into the newly decorated (yes again) kitchen. My evil stepmother Sara was reading the paper at the breakfast bar. Sara seemed to have an OCD thing about having the kitchen re done every year. I always thought it was totally stupid since the only thing I ever saw her cook was a Pop Tart, and she managed to even burn that. I muttered hi to her as I headed for the fridge. I found a frozen waffle and grabbed one to put in the toaster.
“How are you feeling today?” She asks her voice tight and unfriendly. I so wanted to ignore her but with nobody else in the room I couldn’t.
“Fine,” I simply say, focused on the frozen hockey puck cooking in the toaster. I could feel her creepy eyes on my back. I heard her trademark nail drumming on the marble counter tops. Witch those alone of all the money spent in this kitchen could have probably fed a small country for a year.
“I spoke to Meg Larky this morning.” I turned around nearly twisting my ankle in the process.
“What? My old therapist why would you be calling her?” I gasped, not expecting her to say that.
I had not needed to see my head doctor in nearly a year. I had basically resolved my issues and was definitely not suicidal anymore. I could handle life and did not need to talk about my feelings twice a week, on