Scarlett Brown - The Half Witch

Chapter Eighteen

“What did you bring.” I asked cautiously. He smiled a bit then turned walking to towards the small stairs that lead to the dining area of this building.

I followed behind him. We walked up till we reached a table. This area of the house I had learned from Amanda was used as a cafeteria back when the witches still used this building but then got changed into a lounge area when the students used the house as a dormitory, it has long since been abandoned from when the students would complain of ghosts and possible Jins making people commit suicide.

The area was pretty big; there was a TV stationed on one side with three couches. The other side had tables and chairs some stacked on top of each other all collecting dust. Everything was dusty and old, probably as old as the man staring at me.

It took me a minute to realise Antonio held up something to show me. He had placed his duffel bag on the table and it lay open with medical bags inside.

“What?” I asked.

“Well this isn't as romantic as I thought it would be but I thought we could have dinner together.” I frowned, looked around me and saw nothing, no fancy dinner table no fancy cutlery and even the most important thing; food nothing to show off that he had planned for us to eat here.

He laughed at my reaction, “It's not here. I brought you here to give you this.” He held out a travel mug to me, “Stewart told me about your training sessions and his observation. So I brought these blood bags for you.” He patted the duffel bag. “the school usually provides fresh human blood from the hospitals every week but I thought you wouldn’t want them to know about you so I had to secretly take some for you.”

“Its certainly better than the animal blood he has you drinking. The animal blood can sustain you sure but its human blood that keeps you alive and in your case it will keep you going for longer.”

“Well I've never had a guy steal blood for me before but uh thank you.” I opened the cup and drank from it. He was right and as terrible as it is to say, nothing could beat the taste of human blood. I may not be like him who solely depended on blood to survive but the blood flowing down my throat had my body feeling alive again.

I sat down on an available chair and focused on getting my body back in good health. Antonio dusted off a table and sat on top of it. He watched me drink and even poured more into the cup for me. “Leave some space for dinner will you.” He joked handing the cup back.

I had not realised how starved I was before this. I swallowed the last drop before quickly getting up. He stood up too and came closer to me. He leaned in and for a second I thought he was going to kiss me. He lifted his finger and wiped away a trail of blood that had slipped.

Perhaps I was high on blood but this man looked even more handsome. He licked the blood of off his finger his eyes staring deep into mine. From the mischievous look in his eyes he knew what his actions were doing to me. I wanted him and he knew it.

And in that moment my phone rang or was it his, I didn’t want to acknowledge whoever’s phone that was because Antonio's hands were caressing my cheeks. He moved one hand into my hair running his hands through it.

It was intoxicating his smell was overwhelming my senses his touch awakening every part that he touched. He moved onto my waist bringing me closer to him. Perhaps this was it, he dipped his head our nose touched

But of course life wouldn’t grant me this one thing because at that moment Mr Stewart decided to barge into the room. “Antonio" I pulled away from Antonio straightening myself trying to look like nothing happened because nothing did happen.

“Yesss Stewart,” Antonio said through clenched teeth. I tried not to laugh at his agitation.

Mr Stewart looked between us looking like he was trying to figure out if he just imagined us together or it really did happen. “did I walk into something,” he gestured between us. I shook my head looking at him strangely perhaps if we make it seem like he imagined it then he would think he just imagined it, right?

Wrong

“Scarlett stop it you look constipated I know what I saw. The candles and dinner table set out in the back is a dead give away too.” Mr. Stewart said calmly.

For a second my mouth hang open. I turned to look at Antonio who was staring daggers at Stewart for probably ruining the surprise. I started laughing.

“What do you need Stewart?” Antonio sighed out. Mr. Stewart straightened looking more serious, “Ah yes well there has been another attack. Ms Clara reported one of her male students was found dead when she went into class this morning. Apparently this time they found a piece of evidence.”

This could possibly mean the end of all of this drama, my heart hopes whatever this evidence was would mean the end of this and I didn't need to fight anyone as I thought. I hoped with all my heart that the culprit would be Maxwell but I knew better than it being this easy.

"Is it enough to catch him?" I asked Mr. Stewart

"I'm not sure yet, they're not letting anyone know what kind of evidence they have. Not even our inside man from the high council got any news."

"Brown better not call a meeting I'm sick of it." Antonio ran his hand through his hair and pulled lightly. His eyes became a dark ocean blue due to his emotions darkening.

"What are you thinking about." I asked him. He looked up at me his frustration visibly dissipating and concern taking over his features.

"What safety measures will they take regarding the students?" He looked at me but the question was clearly for Mr. Stewart.

"We don't know that either. Brown hasn't shared anything with anyone he wants to deal with it alone."

"What? Why would he do that?"

"I don't know Antonio but by the looks of things he wants to handle things quickly to shut down this crisis. Its bringing him too much unwanted attention, turning everyone against him. There are talks about a vote out. "

"Jeez, the guy just started." Antonio responded.

Just then my phone rang, it was Amanda. I stepped aside to answer it. "Amanda?"

"Are you done? Ms Clara wants all the girls back to the dormitory. I don't know what is going on but I just got here and she nearly bit my head off seeing me walking alone. Are you safe, should I come get you?"

"Yeah I'm okay I'm with Antonio and Stewart. I'll come over right away."

We said our goodbyes then I cut the call. I turned back to the two men seeing them both watching me. "I need to go. Ms. Clara wants us all back, I’m guessing it must be because of the student that passed."

"Yeap, definitely. I got my car here I can drive you back," Antonio turned to look at me just as I looked at him. It was sad that our time together for cut short I wasn't ready to go I still needed to ask him about Natalia and what was causing him to look like death.

"once you finish off what I interrupted I guess, ookay then I'll go wait in my car which is parked out back." Mr Stewart finished off leaving the both of us alone.

Once Mr. Stewart left, Antonio embraced me once more. His arms wrapped tightly around me and I lay my head on his chest "I'll protect you from this, with my life if I have to." He pulled back then kissed my forehead. I looked up at him, his ice blue eyes were shining with honesty and meaning, I was feeling content my heart jumping at the amount of love and care laced in his voice.

"Go on we don't want them being suspicious of you." I nodded took the duffel bag Antonio passed me my cup then I walked away. I looked back at Antonio, he was leaning on the set of tables his arms supporting him. His hair fell to his face when he looked down.

I knew just by looking at him then that I'd protect him with my life too.