#devoutwitched

     “ --- zelda. ”   a master liar herself, mae was usually fond of a lie; while not necessarily directed towards her. but times were different. lies were the ruin of their lives, the last thing they needed right now.  “ don’t lie to me. you haven’t talked about it, have you? hilda mentioned something. ”

          there’s a pause, she turns to look at her sister, half hopeful; hilda was hardly a good impersonator, but it still felt safer to be with her during the meeting and there was no way in heaven she would let zelda face the council alone.

          “ what do you say, zelds ?? ”

❛    i   don’t   trust   her.   ❜    she’s   referring  to  mary  wardwell,   the  woman  who  has  so  expertly  inserted  herself  into  the  spellman’s  lives.   she  knows  for  a  fact  that she  isn’t  being  honest  about  certain  things  and  it  rubs  wendy  the  wrong  way.   ‘  and  i  think  you  feel  the  same  way.   look,  i  get  that  you  don’t  want  sabrina  to  hate  you  or  whatever  it  is  that  you’re  feeling,  but  i’m  telling  you,  she’s  DANGEROUS.   and  if  something  happens  to  you,  to  any  of  you  ...   i’ll  never  forgive  myself.   ‘    

       MICHAEL IS LIVID. balance between the realms has been hard enough to keep without a teenager running hell. a teenager, mind you, who has literally created a time paradox. though heaven, under michael’s instruction, has stayed largely removed from the events of earth’s most troublesome residents, it seems the spellman girl can no longer be ignored. of course, the queen of heaven is not about to go traipsing down to hell, but one supposes that is the benefit of THERE BEING TWO OF THEM, even if it is tearing the universe apart.

       the door to the house opens with a wave of her hand. michael looks around with relative disinterest. the first person to walk into the room is, of course, the matriarch of the family. she nods towards the two angels flanking her, a silent order to have them start securing the house. ❝ ms. spellman. YOUR NIECE. where is she ? i need to speak with her. or, if you prefer, your entire family. sabrina may have been the one to lead this mess, but it’s my understanding that all of you are in some way responsible. clearly, you can’t handle fixing it on your own, or you can’t keep your niece in line, but whatever the case, you apparently require ASSISTANCE. so. where is she ? ❞

             SHE WISHED SHE COULD SAY that the spellman household was normal but they were far from it, not only was the four siblings very different, they made each other’s lives living hell. well, at least they tried too, she was lucky though, zelda had always looked out for her, she didn’t really deserve it, after all, it only got her big sister in trouble but she admired it, the way zelda could handle their older siblings. 

             still there was night like these she couldn’t sleep, when edwards curse on her got too strong, when she couldn’t sleep, when her whole brightened soul darkened, those were the moments she snuck into her big sister’s bedroom, nervously playing with her own nightgown before gently nudging zelda’s shoulder, teeth dug into her own bottom lip while she gasped slightly for air. “ z-zelly... can i sleep here... h-he’s doing it again... i can’t sleep in my room ”

                   ‘    everything’s perfectly fine , siobhan . why wouldn’t it be ?    ’    clearly , everything is not fine , and zelda’s doing her best to show how upset she is without actually saying it . tone clipped and words like ice , as she once again hides herself behind the newspaper , only moving it aside to glare at the other .