Chapter 9

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Hi everyone, here's part 2 of today's upload. 

You will need to have watched season 4 to understand the reference in this chapter. Hope you enjoy!

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"Is it just Amy we're waiting for?" Leo asked and the four of us nodded as Piper sighed when she walked into the living room.

"Amy's mom just called. She has thanked us for letting Amy tag along with us today but she's letting us know that Amy's dad is running late so she hasn't left the house yet. Apparently there's something wrong with his car, again" she explained and I nodded at this before perching on the arm of the chair.

Amy lived about a ten minute car ride from the Manor and since her dad was the only one who could drive, he was usually the chauffeur. He didn't mind though because he loved his daughter and wife. I was fond of Amy's parents as well but I hadn't seen them for a while. I had to go and visit them soon, especially since I knew Amy's mom would like that.

Ever since we were little, Amy and I tended to stay at each other's houses a few times a month. Every time I stayed at hers, Amy's mom would always make sure there was a sweet treat freshly baked for us and Piper would always do the same with Amy. Though since I loved cooking with Piper, she usually let us sit in the kitchen while she was baking and lick the spoons clean afterwards and Piper used to join us with doing that as well. Anyway, I hadn't visited them for a few months, but being a witch was difficult so it was hard to visit my best friend now because I didn't want to risk any demons following me and putting her family in danger. That was why it was usually better for Amy to come to the manor. I did miss Amy's parents though and they were just as good to me as Piper when my mom died. In order to give Piper a bit of a break, I would stay at Amy's house every weekend and that was a routine until we both turned eight and then I spent more time at the manor, especially when my powers started growing with me along with the formation of my bond with Chris. It was too dangerous for me to spend so much time with them, even though Amy knew of my powers and her mom did as well, which Piper knew about. I wasn't sure whether Piper, my mom and Cathy used to talk about it because Cathy knows that my mom was a witch when she was still alive. Anyway, Amy's dad was a little kooky and he didn't often pay attention to hints and things like that since he was often in his own world, so he wasn't aware of my heritage. I chalked that down to the fact that he was a literary editor and so was often found with manuscripts in his hands and adventuring in the worlds of his clients. He often read some of the stories to Amy and myself when we were children to see what we thought of them.

I was brought out of my thoughts by the back of my neck tingling again but this time it was so strong that I slapped the back of my neck, thinking I'd been bitten by something or that something was running along my skin.

"Lila?" Piper asked and I pressed my lips together as the feeling became stronger. I'd had this problem yesterday while at school and it had even continued after talking about my dreams. Aunt Paige and Aunt Phoebe had both been a little worried about this since everyone knew that this was something that happened whenever we were being watched. I believed that this was also the elements' way of protecting me and my family.

"Lila what's wrong?" Leo asked, focusing his attention on me and I focused on him which made him frown when he noticed that my attention was completely on him.

The sensation grew stronger to the point that it felt like the back of my neck was on fire and I pressed my hand harder against my neck. It was at that point that both Wyatt and Chris winced and pressed their hands to the backs of their necks and wincing in pain. Seeing the two of them sharing this awful feeling made me realise that I had to do something about it.

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