WITCH BOUND

3. Bended

Bella's p.o.v

you know? I wanted to let this go but I won't, firstly I'm not a little girl because I'm way older than you and I have a name, secondly, please move out of my way I'm running late" I said seriously as she smiled then took a smoke from her cigar and breathed out the smoke. 

She pulled me closer and held my waist closing the space between us, her face was an inch away from mine, I looked at her in shock, was she having a death wish? 

She lowered her lips on mine, I couldn't help the anger I felt, I lifted my hand and slapped her hard, she looked away without making any expression or wincing in pain, she touched the Corner of her cracked lip then looked at the little blood that was on her fingers. 

"You sure are a feisty one aren't you?" She asked lowly as she dropped her cigar and slowly stepped on it. 

This was not the expression I was expecting after slapping her, I was expecting to be slapped back or yelled at. 

"You know? I really like you a lot, not only do you look like a delicious meal, you could be useful in warming my bed, sadly you are already taken as bait by someone else" she whispered as she faced me. 

Already taken? Bait? What the hell was wrong with this lesbian weirdo? She wasn't making any sense, maybe she was like those mentally disturbed drug addicts I used to watch on Tv 

"You know what? I have no time for this crazy act" I said as I turned to walk back. 

A few meters away stood about five guys, they were dressed similar to her, the only difference was the hair, trousers, and shoes, they too were smoking while looking at me. 

This was bad, really bad, I was having a bad feeling about going to where they stood, crap! They just had to stand in the middle of the road, going back wasn't an option at all, going further was, I turned to face the lady again when I got startled, she stood with two huge guys. 

What was this? Why didn't I hear their footsteps? I was getting kind of scared, running was the only bright idea I could come up with. 

"Bend her" the lady commanded loudly as I felt my muscles tense, I tried moving but failed, I tried again desperately. 

"It's of no use feisty one, you won't move a muscle until I say so," she said. 

I heard footsteps behind me then cheers. 

"This is great, I was really worried that we wouldn't manage to catch any fish today, we are lucky that this naive fish walked straight into our trap without us doing anything," a female voice said. 

"Yeah right, why I'm I the only one who has to work hard? And I hate it when you command me like that, I hated the tone you used a second ago when you commanded me to bend her" another voice answered. 

I was so interested in seeing the owner of the voice, if she was the one that had managed to bend both my powers and freeze my movement, despite being in such a bad situation I really wanted to see her face, all I knew was that the only one who could manage to do such a spell on me was a witch born from a bloodline of high ups like the witch elders, their bloodline was not only strong, they equaled my own family strength and power. 

Shit! How was I to move or escape this place? I knew my magic wasn't as strong as the witch that bended my powers and froze my body, if I was stronger than her, her spell would have had no effect on me. 

"Take her in the devil's house" the lady who was facing me commanded. 

"No, no, no!!" I screamed. 

My head was covered with a black cloth, my sight was blinded. 

This was the worst, screaming and fighting was not going to save me now, I kept quiet focusing on only the sound I could hear. 

"Tim, hurry up" she ordered. 

"Tim? Who's there?" she asked. 

I heard a loud scream then a cracking sound, I really wished I could see right now. 

"Whose there? .... It's you, why are you here?" I heard her ask. 

"So you are willing to help a human? You are a disgrace to your own kind!!" she screamed as I heard footsteps then grunts and noises. 

"Call for back up quick" another female voice yelled. 

I felt cold hands on my shoulders, I quickly held in my breath, oh no I was going die, although somehow the hands felt familiar. 

"Bella I'm sorry, I'm late" a familiar voice whispered. 

Was he really here? 

"Andy" I called out feeling relieved. 

"Yes, I know you will hate this but please forgive me," he said. 

What was he planning to do? Hate what? 

I felt his warm breath on my neck, what was he trying to do? 

"I'm sorry," he said as I felt his fangs, Peirce, my flesh, I screamed out in pain as he sucked my blood. 

He pulled back as I held in my tears that were threatening to fall. 

"Try and move your body," he said as I quickly tried moving my body, I ignored the pain and took in a deep breath, I managed to move my fingers. 

"Give it time, you will soon move your whole body, now let me take off the mask that's covering your face," he said. 

I smiled happily breathing out a sigh of relief, how did he know I was here? 

"There he is" the same female voice I so didn't like to hear screamed out. 

I heard male screams that sounded like an army and footsteps approaching us. 

"Bella, I will try and hold them all off for as long as I can, they are to many, if I pass out or don't make it out alive, please don't cry for me," he said loudly. 

My breathing was laboured, he was scaring me, what did he mean by that, was he planning to fight all of them for my sake? No, he was suppose to run away. 

"Andy don't do it, please run away" I screamed in fear. 

My mask was removed from my face, I faced Andy who was standing in front of me. 

"Just know I really love you" he whispered seriously as he kissed my forehead and ran past me. 

"Andy!!!! Andy!!" I screamed with tears on my cheeks as I tried to move my muscles, I could only hear grunts and exchange of blows. 

"Ah" Andy screamed out in pain. 

"Please don't hurt him, please" I cried in fear. 

Why? Why? Why did he not run away? Why was he facing them alone? It was all my fault, I was at fault, my heart was aching, I was so scared of losing him, I couldn't understand why but I was so terrified, I heard Andy's scream echo as a sound of something hitting him sounded. 

I cried out his name when I felt something hit me hard on my head causing me to pass out.