The past was haunting her. The legacy her father left her was a weight on her shoulders she could never get rid of. But Kayla Rivers knew she could fight it.
She knew she could be better than her father ever was and try not to be defined by the pas...
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Cecily Rivers knew she had made a mistake.
And it showed while looking guiltily at her fourteen year old daughter sleeping. The girl she had drunkenly conceived from a man out of her marriage. She had been stupid, hormonal and hurt by her current husband to think about the consequences. They knew the truth, her daughter knew the truth and worse of all, the rest of her coven knew the truth. And while all of this happened, they couldn't find out anything about the biological father of the girl.
Not like Cecily had given them anything. She couldn't. Not after everything he had confided her that one night. That simple night she met him and never saw him again. Or until their daughter's fifth birthday. And it wasn't like he knew of her. She had made her own research back then and when she learned who Kai Parker had been she wanted him far away from her daughter.
"Stare any longer and you'll become Freddy Krueger" Cecily jumped with a gasp, blue eyes meeting a similar color from under the darkness
"Kayla" Cecily closed her eyes "How many times have I told you not to do that?"
Blue expresionless eyes stared back at her "The same amount I don't listen"
Cecily cringed. If something Kayla had inherited from her father in personality wise was that particularly cold facade and black sense of humor.
Cecily sighed, crossing the threshold of the teenager's room and sat at the edge of the bed, all while Kayla kept a bored eye on her. "Honey-"
"Ah, the mom's face" Kayla feigned a grimace. "Usually when you do that, I'm in trouble. Not like I care but, you know the drill by now"
"Not know, Mikayla" Cecily interrupted harshly. Kayla sighed, leaning back in the bed, lazily gesturing at her to continue. Cecily softened slightly "Your grandparents are coming tomorrow for coven business. I need you to be on your best behavior"
Kayla shrugged dismissively "I don't care. Its not like I'm allowed to leave my room"
Cecily hesitated "They're special and you know it"
Kayla smirked withour humor "They hate me"
"They don't understand you" Cecily corrected softly "It's different"
Kayla stayed quiet, looking away "I get it. Don't leave the room"
~8~
"I hate that girl" Donna Rivers stated harshly, staring coldly at her daughter. "She's an abomination you had the stupidity to procreate"
Cecily shook her head, desperately "Mom, she hasn't done anything! You only hate her for existing!"
"Nah, they just hate who my sperm donor is" Kayla was standing at the doorframe from the studio, leaning against it with a hand as a small smirk played on her lips "Tell me granddad, what did you find out about him?"
Andrew Rivers gave her a cold scowl, which the fourteen yeat old received with a grin "Your father" he spat "Is a murderer"
A silence took place in the room, all eyes on the girl who processed the answer with caution
"Oh" Kayla raised her eyebrows, tilting her head aside knowingly. "I have a feeling why he became one"
Her grandparents tried not to flinch as they saw the glare headed their way
"Honey" Cecily warned "What did we talk last night?"
"All kind of agreement is broken" Kayla answered simply "Just because they can't hold their tongues" Her hand in the doorframe glowed red for a second, "Let me help with that so we can all be civil"
Andrew and Donna began gagging and chocking, looking at Cecily wide eyed, face full of terror.
Cecily looked at Kayla in horror "What did you do? And how?"
Kayla smiled "Shouldn't spell the house" She shrugged "You wanted a civil coven reunion, we can have that. Just that-" she grimaced apologetically, gesturing at her grandparents "They won't be doing a lot of talking"
Kayla shoved her hands in her pockets, walking away
Louisa, Cecily's sister walked toward her, glaring after her niece "This is the last straw, Cece" She told her "We need to deal with her. She's a danger. She took the magic from the protection spell we cast around the house and used it against our parents. Used their own magic against them"
Cecily looked down, ashamed and worried "She was just defending herself from-"
"You have to stop doing that" Caleb, their brother was leaning against the wall, having witnessed everything in silence "You gotta stop being ruled over that devil spawn" Cecily glared at her brother, tears in her eyes "Do you want to know what this meeting is about dear sister? The future of the coven. Without anything endangering it" he gave her a pointed look. Cecily froze in realization "We can't have that girl threatening either of us. Your children won't be safe if they're around someone who can take their powers away if she's bored. And you have to stop making excuses for her. It's clear she took that from the idiot you slept with" he gave her a disgusted look. Cecily looked away "And I'm not talking about her powers. I'm talking about her personality"
"Good to know we're in the same page, uncle Caleb" Everyone jumped when they saw Kayla again at the door, smirking. However this time she had a backpack in her shoulders. "You don't need to worry about me. I'm leaving dear family"
Everyone exchanged wary looks
"Kayla?" Cecily asked
A brief expression of sadness flashed through her eyes before it was gone making Cecily think if she had imagined it. "I know where I'm not welcomed. I've know it since I could remember. Just this time, I can actually leave" A lift of her chin made Andrew and Donna cough, breathing in relief
"You little-" Andrew glared at her with hatred. Kayla held her head high, not looking away from his cold eyes. "This is it. You're no longer part of this coven"
Kayla slumped her shoulders "When was I part of it?" She asked quietly, walking away, toward the stairs
"If she's no longer part of the coven" Donna stood, holding her hand to her husband "We have nothing to be sorry for what's going to happen next"
Cecily looked at her parents incredulously "What do you mean?"
"We found a way to get rid of that thing you call daugher" Alexander Martin, Cecily's husband walked in with a cold expresion. "Like you didn't want to tell us anything about that thing's father. I made it my mission all these years to find information about him. It's time for her to follow straight to her father's footsteps before she decides to go on a killing spree"
