The Witch in the House

Chapter 5: New friends, food and games help you forget about your paranoia

Hey guys, I know a lot of you have been asking me to update and I am so sorry that I have been M.I.A. for so long, however since the last update, a lot of things have happened in my life. I have been very busy with work and travelling after my A Levels. In 2015-16 my gran was diagnosed with vascular dementia and during my A Levels her conditioned worsened and she lived with me and my family. From 2016 onwards I became her main carer. In 2017 during my year out, she was emitted to a nursing home and during her time there her dementia got worse and she was put in a secure unit but every Thursday I went up to sit in my grans room and looked after her. In 2017 during a shift at the bar, I had to leave early, my gran had taken a stroke and they found a massive bleed in her brain. She got better and I continued to look after her, then she got worse and we were told the UTI was worse than initially thought. But I will cut the explanation short. I travelled to Norway twice last year and during my second time there, when I arrived home at the airport my mum called me and told me that my gran had died in her sleep in June. The main reason I haven't updated in so long is because I would write this story when I was looking after my gran so after she died I lost motivation completely for it. My gran became such an important and massive part of my life and I would be lying if I said her death does not effect me anymore. I have begun university and sometimes whenever someone mentions dementia I end up putting my head down and trying to hide that I am crying. Anyway, here we go. Please enjoy and again so sorry for the long wait and I apologise if it is not that good. :/

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Nikita's P.O.V.
Panic and fear consumed me as I left the school as quickly as humanly possible. I did not care that it was my first day or that it was in the middle of the school day. I ask did not care that I had just left Jerome standing alone inside Mr. Sweet's office. My entire mind that was originally filled with common sense, logical thinking and relaxed thoughts collapsed as soon as I laid eye on Douglas. The only thing that had not shut down was my ability to flee. You always hear people going on about moments during tough situations that call for a flight or fight mode and very rarely do I ever flee but when you come face to face with one of the two monsters who spent the better half of a year torturing you, there really is no other option.

Racing back to the Anubis House, I quickly started up the stairs to my dorm, hoping not to be seen by either Trudy or Victor as the last thing I needed was questions regarding my reason for why I was out of school so early life.  I did not know whether it was luck or the universe was trying to make up for creating two monsters like Douglas and Damien but neither Trudy nor Victor even noticed my presence as I managed to sneak past Victor's office. Making my way to the dorm, I closed the door as I tried to calm myself as I felt the panic attack building inside me. I didn't know of Damien was even in England but I was sure as hell that his father was! Carelessly throwing my shoulder bag on to the floor, I made my way over to my side of the room. 

I have to email Jordan! I thought to myself as I ran a shake your hand through my hair. Jordan always knew what to do or he at least had some sort of advice for any situation. Grabbing my laptop from the top of the mahogany chest of drawers and sat on my bed. Almost as soon as I opened it and switched it on, an email popped open on the screen with a notifying ping that filled the room. At first, I was reluctant to read it in fear that it was from my creepy ex boyfriend telling me that he was watching me like he used to do back in Australia to scare me. My heart was pounding as I opened it with a shaking hand...