Cult doing culty cult stuff

She had to get out, this wasn’t what she had signed up for. Normally Lara had always been the quiet girl. The one keeping in the background and not saying much other than giving snarky remarks if someone was being stupid. But today she slammed the door to her room and started pacing back and furth. The papers she had found while sneaking into the grandmaster’s office, hadn’t been for her to see but after Marie had told her about something was off, she hadn’t been able to shake the feeling that she had been right. And now where had it led her? To a crossroad where she wasn’t sure what to do right now.

Lara had left Gaia behind after they had helped her out after she almost had been thrown in prison for her parent’s murders. Her assets had been frozen, and she hadn’t even been able to access the money that her now dead parents had left behind for her. So, in the start she had gotten a shit attorney that couldn’t even the law probably. But then they had walked in. All the charges had been dropped, as a sign of good faith. But she also knew that it came with strings attached, even though they never used the words of her owing them.

But now, now what the hell was she supposed to do!?

She suddenly stopped her pacing and grabbed her head as a scream left her. She kicked something that was lying on the floor not caring what it was. A crack and something that broke could be heard and Lara looked up only to keep pacing back and furth again. There was a knock on the door, only for her to tell them to fuck off.

She threw her clothes into a bag, she just needed to get away for a bit collect her thoughts. She heard the lock open and someone pressing down the handle. She made a small hiss of annoyance before she saw how it was. “Seriously JJ?” she grabbed a pillow and threw it after him, not actually aiming to hit him. “What is it you don’t understand about fuck off? It should be very transparent what that means!” she turned back to what it was she had been doing, not really caring if he went into the room or not. It was odd, ever since she had come here, he had been almost sticking to her like glue. She always felt like he didn’t actually like her, so she didn’t understand why he always kept coming back or some way or another seemed to be in the same room or knew what she was doing.

“Why do you even care, huh?” she asked as she threw a blouse down the black duffle back and looked towards her with narrowing eyes. Yes, that was a good question. Why did he care? She moved her hand up and made the door slam once again, behind him so he couldn’t walk out of it.  Turning her fingers using her power to whip the lock into place. “What do you want Jonathan?”

“Go fuck yourself then, you absolute pig” she cursed back at him and raised her eyebrows in an annoyingly manner. Her eyes narrowed as he chose to sit down on her bed hugging the pillow that she had sent his direction.
“Do I have to care” she repeated with a mocking voice and huffed at him while crossing her arms. Not looking away as he approached her, standing completely still tilting her head a little while he commented on that he wanted to know what kind of trip she was going on.

As he swirled his finger around, she suddenly snatched out after it, grabbing it in her hand and twisted it around. As you would do to an annoying brother to make him get his fucking finger out of your face. “Listen here birdbrain, I know its difficult for you to understand that concept” she said with an almost charming smile that quickly turned sour as she pushed him back to the bed, still holding his finger in a firm grip. Knowing very well that if he wanted, he could make her let go any time he wanted. As they were close enough she let go and placed a stretched out hand on his chest to push him back in it. “Get your nose out of my business, because it is none of your business” she then turned around to continue her packing.

He was such a whine baby, to be fair she could have avoided him so many times, it wasn’t like she couldn’t smell when he was around. And somehow, she always found her standing near him or beside him. More time it was herself that had ben drawn to him, more times that she could care to admit.
But then. He started talking. Her brown almost black eyes glided towards him, as her brows dropped dangerously low, giving him a warning that he should probably shut up by this point. But as JJ always did, he just kept on going.

She cracked her neck. To. Much. Detail.
As he got up from her bed again, she blinked and teleported straight in front of him. Moving in such small and confined spaces was a piece of cake and was always quicker when trying to make a point. “Thinking a lot of my private parts there, James?” after she had found out that his name wasn’t Jonathan but James, she had always made it her mission to use it when really trying to piss him off. She placed her hand towards his chest and slowly caressed it upwards towards his shoulder. A sweet and innocent smile formed on her lips as she looked up into his eyes. Then she dug her fingernails down into his white shirt to his skin, then her other hand grabbed around his tie and pulled him down, so their lips were only inches apart. “Going to explain to me, why the sudden interest about my period, hm?”

Her eyes narrowed as he started by saying that he’ll explain it to her. Somehow, she doubted it. Her eyes got wide open as the next words left his perfectly shaped lips. If you give me a kiss. His voice was so beautiful.
Then there was those hypnotic eyes. That always drew her in, promising her things he knew he couldn't keep. For a short period of time, she forgot everything about getting the hell out of dodge. So she leaned forwards. Feeling his breath towards hers. So teasingly slow. It would be so easy to just lean forwards and press her lips against his. But a mere inch before it would happen. She couldn’t fight it. She wanted, no she needed it so much. So, she pressed her lips towards his, pulling him even closer with the use of his tie that was tightly secured in her hands. A moan left her as she slightly opened her mouth for him to enter with his tongue. But that was what clicked for her, she had never wanted to kiss him this bad. Wait a fucking minut! Both of her hands grabbed his shoulders, and she forced a knee straight up his private parts. “Fuck you JJ!” she hissed and left him crumbling on the floor while she went over and threw the last things she needed down the suitcase before she closed it. She didn’t need much; she knew how to steal at this point and could easily scam herself way into a motel or something alike.

She stood there looking at the pathetic witch that always crumbled at the slightest pain towards him. To be fair, she wouldn’t be against him in a fight where he had the advances of being further away from her where he could use his magic before she could get close enough. And then there was the fact that his voice could make her do things that he wanted her too. Just like kissing him, as she had done just a few minutes ago. Fucking asshole!

“Hope that was fucking worth it you asshole!” she yelled before storming towards the door.

Just as she was about to let her fingers turn the lock and open the door, his voice rang out. This time it was much stronger and commanding than it had been when he had told her to kiss him. It was like her whole body stood completely still, and even as a small voice in her head screamed at her. Begged her even. To walk, to take a step and get out the door, she couldn’t. Even to such an extent where she could feel how few drops of tears glided down her face from the sheer fight her body and mind had with each other, until she couldn’t do anything but to compel to what his voice had commanded her to do.

She couldn’t do anything other than wanting to stand completely still. She hated this part, because she had trained her mind in so many ways, that she was somewhat conscious about what the hell he was doing to her. This wasn’t just blind obedience from her side. Maybe it would have been better if she could just stand there like some mindless puppet.
A slight raspy breath left her as her thump glided over her cheek to wipe away the tear that was falling down her skin. She stood there, completely still as he kept on talking. What the hell was he on about? Talking to her like her period would make her angrier at him? Usually it had the other effect, that she wanted to be closer, periods weren’t always the most logical. It was always after she had noticed it. How she had found excuses to been in the same classes like him and so on.
Stupid girl. That was what she was.

Finally, she felt how her body loosened up and she could take a step back from him. Her hand reacted faster than her own brain, and it collied with his cheek in a loud slap. How could it be possible to hate someone this much? Maybe this was it, now she could be free and never try to see him again. The hatred in her eyes was more than enough to speak for her. As she teleported away.

She stood outside the mansion, her hand removed some of the blood dripping down from her nose after using her powers to teleport longer than she normally did. Rain came pouring down and she was soaked within minutes. But that didn’t stop her, and she quickly started walking. She had no idea where she was going, but one thing was for certain. She was getting the hell out of here.