"What do you want mom? I promise I'm willing to negotiate." I said.

"I want you to restore my powers." She said.

Jonathan struggled against the ropes and shook his head.

"Be quiet!" One thug hit Jonathan over his head.

I flinched when he hit him.

"What's your decision, honey?" My mother said.

"Let's take things slow. First, remove the gag from his mouth." I said stepping closer.

"Stop walking towards us." She turned to her thugs. "Remove it."

The thug roughly removed the gag from Jonathan's mouth.

He was breathing heavily. "Don't do it, Rosie. Don't listen to her."

I missed his voice.

"Shut up!" A thug hit him over the head again.

I flinched again as Jonathan groaned in pain.

I hate seeing him like this.

"Don't tell us you already started." A new voice appeared.

Quincy growled as we saw the new people walk out of the forest.

Violet and her mom, my aunt Hazel.

"Yeah, I started. but don't worry she'll give in." My mom smirked.

"What are they doing here?" I asked.

"Oh did I say just my powers, sorry sweetie, I meant mine and theirs."

"Rosie, think about what you are doing." Quincy said. "You know what she's really after."

I turned to my mom. "That's not what you said."

"Well that's the deal, you restore our powers and you get your little boyfriend back."

"Rosie doesn't do it!" Jonathan begged. "You don't know what she'll do if she gets her powers back."

"Stop talking." My mom said then turned to her thugs. "Go ahead. Have some fun."

Her thugs began to punch and kick Jonathan.

I nearly cried at the sight of it.

"Enough mom!" I yelled and the thugs stopped. "I'll do it!"

My mom smirked. "Good choice."

"But first you have to let him go."

"Sorry but no. I know you can be dishonest at times." She said.

"Fine whatever! Just tell me what I have to do!" I yelled.

"Repeat after me and focus your energy on us."

Violet, Hazel and my mom stood side by side.

I put out my hands in front of me with my palms facing them.

My mother said the words. "Repeat these words, per haec vires restituere de animabus quod restituo in locum suum in mundum."

I repeated the words. "Per haec vires restituere de animabus quod restituo in locum suum in mundum."

I large blast of light came out of my hands and shot all three of them.

They were glowing brightly like they were giant life size light bulbs.

They looked like they were in pain but they recovered quickly.

"Thank you, Honey." My mom smirked.

She casted a spell and they were all gone.

Except for Jonathan.

He laying on the ground, groaning in pain.

I ran to him and fell on my knees next to him.

I cradled his head in my lap.

He reeked of alcohol and B.O.

"What did she do to you?" I cried.

"I'm fine." He groaned before passing out.

"You are clearly not fine." I turned to Quincy. "Do you think you can carry him back to the house."

"No way! He's huge!" Quincy said.

I growled before casting a spell. "Hoc grave salva me leva."

Jonathan was now floating.

I was able to move him with the motion of my hand without touching him.

"I have to heal him when we get to the house." I spoke.

"Then let's stop wasting time."

We began walking.

Well, we were more running than walking.

We had to hurry.

Jonathan you idiot.

Why did you let her capture you?

I know you're stronger than that.

We soon arrived at the house.

I ran inside with Jonathan and Quincy.

"Grandma!" I called for her.

"What wrong?" She walked up to me and gasped when she saw Jonathan. "What happened to him!?"

"It was my mother. Grandma he's really hurt!"

"Take him to your room and set him on the bed, find out what's wrong with him. I'll start on making some healing potions. The animals should be back soon."

I nodded and rushed to my room.

I carefully set Jonathan on my bed.

Quincy laid at the foot of the bed.

I sat on my bed and cradled Jonathan's head on my lap.

I grabbed his head carefully with both hands and close my eyes.

I missed him, so much.

'You have no right to even touch him.' I heard a familiar voice in my head.

'Don't be like that Valentine.' I responded.

'You left him! You were only thinking about yourself!' She yelled.

Valentine is usually a kind and quiet person.

She can be upset at times but she's never this angry.

Valentine growled and blocked me out.

'She's right you know.' Circe popped up in my head.

'You guys cant be mad at me.'

I'm not. But she is.' She blocked me out.

I turned my attention back to Jonathan.

"Sana quod est facere ut dolor corporis." I casted a spell.

All of his cuts and bruises healed.

There was still some dried blood on him but that was it.

I casted a different spell. "Indica mihi quid dolorem."

This spell was supposed to tell me if there was anything else wrong with him.

Apart from the injuries in just healed.

He's dehydrated, He has alcohol in his system, he's exhausted, in desperate need of a shower and shave and...

I opened my eyes and flinched.

He's suffering from a broken heart.

I carefully placed his head back on the bed.

I go up from the bed and stared at him.

He's like this because of me.

It's my fault.

One thing around his neck caught my eye.

How did I not notice it before?

He had my stone.

He had kept it.

I felt a tear roll down my cheek.

I quickly wiped it away.

"What's wrong with him?" Quincy asked.

"He's tired and dehydrated. It'll be a while before he wakes up." I responded.

"When are you going to tell your grandma what happened?"

"I'll tell her as soon as we Heal Jonathan. I promise."

I went downstairs and walked into the living room.

My grandma was mixing different potions into Coldren.

She said witches don't have to use them but she uses one anyway.

She says it's her only fun.

"Rosie what are his symptoms?" She asked.

"Dehydration, exhaustion, and in need of a long shower."

She grabbed small bottles off the shelves.

"Water, peppermint, and lilac." She mumbled and she poured the ingredients in the Coldren. "Anything else?"

I sniffled. "And a broken heart."

She paused. "That's something I can't fix with magic."

I nodded. "I know."

"Only you can fix that sweetie."

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