Reincarnated

Tay's POV:
"Natalie! Dinner is ready!," I yell for Natalie from the kitchen. "Natalie!?" I walk out of the kitchen and I hear a guitar playing upstairs. I go upstairs and I hear soft singing now coming from Natalie's room. "Keep me safe inside, your arms like towers, tower over me. 'Cause we are broken, what must we do to restore our innocence. And the promise we adored. Give us life again, 'cause we just wanna be whole again," I hear Natalie sing. I knock on the door and I hear her stop playing. "Natalie, dinner is ready." I slowly open the door, Natalie is sitting on the floor with my guitar in her lap. "I didn't know you could play to." I knew she sang though. "I'm sorry that I took your guitar, I just miss playing." I sit down by her, "its fine Natalie. You live here." Natalie closes her eyes and leans back on the bed. "When was the last time you played." "I don't even remember," she mumbles. "Natalie... What happened before you came here..." Natalie puts the guitar down in front of her and curls up. I rub her back and hear her softly sob.

"I guess I should tell you since I been living here for a while now," Natalie whispers. "Well, my mom was a alcoholic and sometimes used drugs and my dad drank as well. We usually moved twice a year because my parents couldn't afford to live in the hell holes we kept living in. They always blamed me for it, saying if they never had me that they wouldn't be so broke. I don't know how many schools I been to because I've lost count. When my parents would get angry at me, I mean really angry, they would beat me. Reminding that I'm worthless and that I was a accident that should have never happened. The night of that one party, when I got home, my parents weren't there. The door was locked, the lights were off, I looked in the windows and everything was gone. My parents left that night, leaving me behind and they took my stuff. They left me, not caring about me what so ever. I sat in front of the house for a while until Alex came. Alex convinced me to tell him and to stay with him that night. That's why I been needing a place to stay."

I hug Natalie tightly and she wraps her arms around me. "No one deserves that Natalie. Your not worthless and your not an accident. You were born into this world for a reason." "Its hard to think that with the hell I been through. I have scars on my arms and thighs. I have tried to commit suicide but all of my attempts failed and I don't know why." Maybe because its the spell Taylor that had put on her to protect her.... She looks at me and I wipe her tears, "your friends with the right people Natalie, trust me." I just wish I could be the witch my past life was. "Come on, lets eat dinner before it gets cold." Natalie nods and we go downstairs.
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Person's POV:
Fuck!! I quietly walk out of the closet in Natalie's room and open her window, I snuck in when she was sleeping earlier. I climb out and close the window before climbing down. As soon my feet hit the ground I run off back to the house. I reach his house and bang on the door, "open up!!" The door opens and he glares at me, "will you shut the fuck up. My parents are sleeping." "Sorry, but we need to talk. Its important." "What is it." He lets me in and we go up to his room. "I was able to sneak into Tay's house without them knowing. Natalie told Tay everything." "Everything as in..." "As in what her life was like before she moved in." "Shit!," he covers his mouth. "Tay has her full trust now, this isn't good." "Why's that?" "Because Tay needs to have her full trust in order to have a bond with her. That bond will help her to become a better witch and to protect Natalie better." "That's not good." "No. Its not. And I assume Tay has put a protection spell on the house so that people of her choosing can't get in." "Good thing I can get in then." "Yeah, that's good. But fuck, I thought Natalie wasn't going to say anything."

"This complicates things doesn't it." "It does, I was counting on her that she only kept her trust in certain people. You know, non-witch people. Not Tay." "Tay is the protector isn't she." "Yes, and the guys are the guards." "Is there a way to get rid of them." He shakes his head, "no. They need to be alive for the ritual to work." "What are going to do then?" "We have to make sure Tay's powers don't grow." "I think I can do that." "Good."

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