When Worlds Collide

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Chapter Seven

We sat on the rocks talking for hours. There was something about him that was so charming. I felt so safe around him. I stared at the ocean, and sighed. Antonio looked over at me concerned.
“What’s wrong?” He asked me. He stared into my eyes, he had such beautiful eyes. I could get lost in them.

“I just keep thinking about how my life feels like a Mortal Instruments book.” I laughed. His eyebrows came together in confusion. “It’s a book series, it’s kinda hard to explain but in the series there was a group of people who called themselves the circle and the main characters mother left the circle to hide her from the leader. My parents ran from the coven and died. I ran from my previous boyfriend because he was establishing a coven. I could never let myself be apart of it. Sometimes I find the two similar.” I told him. He placed his hand on my cheek, rubbing his thumb on my face.

“Nothing bad will ever happen to you. I won’t allow it. I have connections.” He told me. I couldn’t help but wonder if any of his connections or if any of his people were leading a double life. “What’s on your mind?” He asked.

“I just can’t help but wonder if anyone you know is like me, and are apart of the coven. If they know where I am........then” fear began to settle in. He could see it. He grabbed my hands. His hands were so soft and gentle.

“If I find out anyone I know is apart of this group I will kill themself.” He said in a low growl. Some reason I knew I could trust him and the look in his eyes I knew he wasn’t lying. He would kill them.

“We should probably go to bed, it’s getting late.” I said releasing his hands. I stood up and brushed off the small rocks and dirt from my clothes. He stood next to me doing the same. He walked down off the rocks in front of me. I stepped on and lost my balance and gripped his shoulder for support. He turned around and grabbed my waist. We were so close, I could feel his heart beat, smell his cologne. My breathing got heaveir the longer we stayed like this, looking into each other’s eyes.

He gentle moved his hands from gripping my waist to wrapping around them pulling me closer. I could help but lean in, our lips barely touching.

“Oh, Amelia, sei bellissima. (Oh, Amelia, you are so beautiful.)” He said. I could feel my cheeks get warm, I was blushing. I couldn’t help it. Flynn would tell me I was beautiful but never like this. Never with a gentle tone. I stopped resisting and kissed him.


I watched them from my bedroom window. I saw they began to leave the rocks and saw their romantic encounter. At this point I realized she would never go willing to Cathal. I also knew so amount of spells or potions would effect her. She was too powerful and had too many protections on herself.


That next morning.

I walked into the kitchen, no one was awake yet so I used my telekinesis to help start breakfast. I had pancakes mixing in one bowl, the tea pot filled itself up and I was grabbing bacon from the fridge. I sat at the counter while everything was cooking. I looked at myself in the slight reflection of the fridge. I had on a sports bra and matching leggings that fit perfectly around my toned body. Overtop I had on an oversized cardigan sweater. My hair was up in a messy bun, some of it covering my eyes over my glasses. I could have easily gone back to bed, but I didn’t want to be a terrible hostess.

I heard footsteps coming from the hall, I knew I should get to and make it look like I wasn’t just using my powers but I was too tired to care. I saw Antonio turn the corner, he looked the way I felt. His eyes barely open, he was slouched over and pretty much dragging in feet on the floor. He wasn’t wearing a shirt and I couldn’t help but stare at his muscles. He was beautiful.

“Guten Morgen!” I said to him. “Coffee’s brewing unless you want tea then you’ll have to wait.” I said. It took him a second before he realized I wasn’t really cooking. He stood in shock for a second.


“Is this you “cooking”?” He asked. I laughed.

“Only when in tired.” I laugghed

We chatted for a while, laughing and telling stories. I really did enjoy his company. He leaned on the counter next to me holding his mug in his hands. He watched as I sat there serving breakfast. He was in awe, he couldnt believe everything he was seeing.

“Close your mouth, you’ll catch flys.” I giggled. Then suddenly the energy in the room began to shift. Our positive up beat energy was being over taken by a negative one. I watched as Tony walked in, he was yawning and stretching, his hair was all messed up. There was something off about him, I don’t know why I couldn’t feel it yesterday. I must have had my confusion and fear of the change written on my face because I felt Antonios hand squeeze mine. I looked over him real quick and got up. “Excuse me.” I said. “I just need some air.” I swiftly walked out onto the front porch. Almost hyperventilating. The energy change was something I wasn’t expecting. Once I calmed myself down I walked back into the house. I heard laughing coming from the kitchen. I walked back in trying to hold a smile of my face.

“I’m sorry about that, Im not quite sure what happened.” Eventually I went upstairs to shower and change. I put on a pair of black leggings, a floral sweater and a cardigan to match. I walked into the green house to tend to the plants. I heard someone knock. I picked my head up to see Tony standing in the door way. “Oh, hey Tony” I said. He looked at me like I was some kind of prize to be won.

“Ciao, Amelia. What are you doing if you don’t mind me asking.” He said. Looking at all the plants around the room. Many herbs for spells and potions.

“I’m just tending to the plants.” I said picking up the belladonna. He pointed at it.

“What’s that?” He asked me.

“It’s belladonna, some people put a tiny bit in their tea to help them sleep. You should be careful though, too much will kill you.” I told him setting it back down with the rest. He lifted and eye brow and smirked. He nodded his head and walked off. It was the strangest interaction and it gave me plenty of anxiety.


Maybe that’s how I get her out........I’ll drug her.

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