STUCK (Tate Langdon x Y/N)

returning and reuniting

"Why?" Madison asked.

"No time to explain, someone needs to get Cordelia back to my hou- the house." I insisted.

"Okay, well go call your little friend back home, organise something." Madison responded.

I ran up the stairs and grabbed my phone.

"Tate? Hey! This is urgent." I told him.

"Hey... what's up?" Tate asked.

"Well good news, I can help you." I laughed.

"What, what do you mean?" He said.

"Well, we have a witch that can see things, visions." I told him.

"What kind of visions?" He asked me.

"She told me something, she told me about that kid, that he's going to be dangerous, it's inevitable." I explained.

"I knew it." Tate whispered, "So you're telling me this witch of yours can see things, almost like signals?"

"Yeah, exactly." I responded, "Get to sleep. I'll talk to you tomorrow.

"Okay, let me know if anything changes." Tate said tiredly.

"Will do." I smiled.

I remembered I forgot to tell him we were coming back, guess it'll have to be a surprise. I walked back downstairs and met the girls.

"So, who's gonna go?" Zoe asked.

"Obviously Cordelia has to," Queenie said, "y/n should go, she gets to see her friends and she also knows the area."

"Good idea." Nan chirped.

I smiled and gave my head a slight shake and went up to my room to book flights.

I booked two tickets, one for me, one for Cordelia.

I packed a few things just in case, and fell asleep.

The next day

I woke up late and realised the plane took off in two hours, so I had to get ready, and fast.

I threw on a hoodie and straight jeans and put on some necklaces with converse. I quickly brushed my hair, and then remembered.

Cordelia's literally blind, I have to guide her the entire way through this airport. This'll be difficult. We drove there, and one of the drivers thought it would be easier if they tended to her needs, rather than making me do it. We got through security and got on the plane.

The plane ride would be four hours, so I made myself comfortable.

I woke up to Cordelia calling my name, I must have fallen asleep.

"Sorry," I said, sitting up, "are you okay?"

"It's time to go." Cordelia told me, putting her hands out.

I looked around and realised we'd landed, this made me smile. I took her hands and helped her out of her seat, and some of the airport staff helped with her bag.

As we got into the car, I told them where to go.

"Westchester Place?" The man asked.

"Yeah... something wrong?" I asked him.

"I'm not going anywhere near that place, I'll leave you at the top of the road." He said plainly.