Hundred and twenty - eight

I got home, shutting the door behind me with a bang as I made my way to the comfort of my room. I rushed out of the library as fast as I could, after piecing everything together, barely thanking Irene for giving me the information, even if I didn’t like her.

I had to talk to Jason as soon as possible. I don’t think I would be able to wait and fly down to them before I get it out of my chest. If I did that, I was pretty sure that I’d explode. I would've called him back at the library or on my way home, but I was too conscious of the privy witches and warlocks all around, keeping an eye on me. Their stares were not so subtle and after how they isolated me and my mom, I didn’t want to have anything to do with any of them.

I brought out my phone from my purse and quickly dialed Jason’s number, pacing up and down the room with anxiety. Everything was jumbled up in my head and I just wanted him to confirm that everything was as I pictured it. “Come on,” I mumbled under my breath, gritting m