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REBEKAH WAS STANDINGIN FRONT OF A WOMAN, LOOKING TENSE.
"Mother, think this through. You gave birth to this body, you can't destroy it!" Bekah tried to reason.
"I am only destroying its flesh! Your beautiful soul will live on in the body of another," Esther, who was possessing a body of some other witch said, without batting an eyelash.
"Stop the blasted spell!" Her Dad said, coming out of nowhere.
"I'm afraid that's impossible," Esther said calmly.
"Anything is possible," Her Dad retorted, standing in front of his sister, "Take me instead."
"Nik, no!" her Aunt Bekah said.
Suddenly, Rebekah starts to seize, and just when she was about to fall, her brother catches her. "Rebekah!"
I opened my eyes wide, breathing heavily. I couldn't stop the tears that poured down my eyes. I cried my eyes out when the image of a desiccated-Rebekah, flashed before my eyes.
The lights in my room were switched on, and someone took me in their arms cooing me.
"It's okay, baby girl. Mama is here, alright?" The voice said next to my ear.
"I think she had some sort of nightmare, Hayley," A male voice said, patting my shoulders, trying to ease me from the troubles.
Yeah, a nightmare.
That should be it.
Otherwise, why would Bekah die? She is an Original, for god's sake.
Times like this, I couldn't help but rebuke myself for not watching the whole series.
"Be...ah," I couldn't help but spell it out loud for them to hear.
"Your aunt went out with your daddy, honey. They will be here by tomorrow morning," my mother, Hayley said.
But, there is no way I am going to sleep knowing there is a possibility of Bekah getting hurt by her psychotic mother.
When my mom and uncle finally realized, I am as stubborn as my Dad, they decided to give Bekah a call and put in on the speaker.
