From Farm to Fame: Haylie- Chapter Fourteen

It wasn’t uncommon that I would fall asleep on the sofa while reading the spell book I had found, and trying out a couple spells from it. I didn’t feel like I was learning anything, and spells seemed to be increasingly draining, even the simple one were starting to be too much to handle. I had learned to summon my power without the use of a wand but merely my hands, it drew more power but it seemed to draw too much. I knew I’d need to train to use it that way if I wanted to win against Ben’s son, but I didn’t see how I was ever going to be strong enough. Ben insisted I would get there, but I didn’t believe it.

Most times when I fell asleep, I woke up tucked in under a pile of blankets with my book shut and resting nicely on the table. Occasionally he gently woke me if I’d been asleep for a long time, just to see if I was still okay or if I was hungry or anything. I actually preferred when he woke me, though if the situation was different it would have been extremely annoying even if the concern was really sweet, time spent sleeping was time to study and train wasted. He did wake me one day insistent that I was too overwhelmed and needed to relax a bit. “Hey sleeping beauty, wake up...”

“What time is it?”

“About 5, you’ve been sleeping since 3 in the morning…”

“In the evening? Why do you let me sleep so long?”

“You need it. You also need to go do something fun for a bit, take a break.”

“I just had a 14 hour break, I think my break is over. I don’t have time for breaks anyway. I’m missing everything… I just have to get this over with so I can go home.” I had received a couple shaky videos take from cellphones of the twins wobbly first steps from my siblings, who had suddenly become the ones to take care of them after Chase took off without saying a word to anybody, he hadn’t spoken to me weeks either… not since I’d told him I was stuck in Moonlight Falls with Ben. I wasn’t supposed to miss their first steps, and I hated it. Maya had spoken her first words before I left so I hadn’t missed those, but Ericka hadn’t and I didn’t want to miss those either.  Their first birthdays far too close, and I knew chances were slim I’d be home by then even if things went well, but I had to try.

“So, what’s another hour or two? You need a break. You’re wearing yourself out, it’s why you’re getting weaker, you’re too stressed and worn out. I know you want to go home, and I admire your determination and dedication… they’ll help you greatly, but you need to find a balance. Right now you’re just hurting yourself, and that’s not going to help you go home. Now come on, let me take you out for a bit… please?”

“I don’t actually have a choice, do I?”

He shook his “No, you really don’t.”

“Then I guess I have to say yes, don’t I?”

“Yes, good, let’s go.”

He apologized as we walked into a very dark club and ominous looking club about 30 minutes later. I imagined it seemed cozy to a vampire, but I wasn’t fond of it. “Sorry, there aren’t really any better options; this town isn’t designed for nice girls like you… most of the residents are far more sinister. The night-life represents that a bit… there’s better places in the day. If you drink enough, it’s not so bad.”

“Uh…” I was going tell him I didn’t really drink, I still regretted the last time when I got drunk, but there didn’t seem to be any point in protesting. “Never mind.”

“I thought it’d be harder to convince you to drink than that, you seem too boring and good to drink. I’m impressed.” He smiled teasingly at me as we sat down, before turning around to order from the bartender.
I glanced around the club, noticing how empty it was. It was just Ben, the Bartender, and I. It seemed weird, but I realized it probably wasn’t quite late enough for all the supernatural beings to be out yet, they thrived on the light of the moon, and the sun hadn’t yet set. 

After the club filled up a bit, and a couple drinks to loosen up I headed out to dance with the crowd for a bit, it seemed better than just sitting there. I tried to convince Ben to join me but he laughed, shook his head, and ordered another drink; it didn’t surprise me, I couldn’t actually imagine him dancing in a club.

It was fun, and nice not to worry about anything for a little while. It didn’t even seem like such a sinister place with the upbeat music blasting through it. It seemed like only a few minutes had passed when Ben pulled me away. “We’re going. Now.” I could tell he was angry about something, I assumed it was something I had done, but I couldn’t figure out what I had done.

“Why?” I didn’t bother protesting as he dragged me along, I knew he was serious about whatever it was and it would do no good… but I was already scared of his anger.

He didn’t respond, but I knew when a figure whizzed in front of us and blocked the exit. I knew looking at the face. I could see the resemblance to his father, though he must have looked more like his mother, the resemblance was too much to deny they were related.

Ben stepped in front to shield me. I didn’t feel any safer. Being that close to him terrified me, I wasn’t ready to fight him yet, and he somehow looked even more dangerous and more powerful than I had imagined. I just wanted to run away, and avoid him for a while longer, but I couldn’t. Even his voice sounded sinister, like he would kill me then and there. “Hello father. Do you mind stepping aside for a moment? I’d like to talk to your friend.”

“Leave her alone.”

“It’s not a choice, step aside. You know what I do to those who disobey me, you won't be an exception just because you're my father.”

“It's not a choice whether you leave her alone or not.” He lunged forward, but the rest happened so fast that I don’t really know what happened. A lot of blurry movements, and some flashes of light, and Ben laid lifeless on the floor. His son seemed completely unharmed, and proud of himself as looked me. I didn’t know what to do, I’d just watched him kill his own father in mere seconds, and he was moving closer to me. I had nowhere to go, no escape. I had to think of something, fast.