30 The door

"I bumped into the mother and daughter that we helped a couple of days ago, while I was at the meat market today."

"What did she tell you?" I asked Wes.

"She said that it was terrible what happened at the church and that one of the members that still attends told her that the people who were involved in burning down my home are living in fear. They believe that I had something to do with the Pastor's death and the church getting destroyed and that this was my way of revenge. She also told me that a bunch of those guys had packed their things up and left town for fear that I might get them next."

"That's good! Let them think that, but we know the truth! None of us had anything to do with what happened to that church!" exclaimed Bree.

"Speak for yourself…" I mumbled.

"Whatever the case is, let's just be glad that they more than likely won't be bothering us anymore," said Wes.

We heard a knock at our door and Anthony got up to answer it. There was a man in a white ceremonial cloak standing at the entrance of our home.

"May I please talk to the witch that lives in this house?" He asked Anthony.

Anthony replied with a serious face, "I am the witch of the house. What is it that you need?"

Wes got up and scolded him, "Get the hell out of the way! Dumbass!"

"I am so sorry about that. I do not know what got over him. What can I help you with?" asked Wes.

"I am the new Pastor of the church. I just want to say that I had nothing to do with what Foust had done to your house. I am here to humbly ask on behalf of our followers who still attend loyalty, to please spare the church. The people that attend there now have no connection to what happened to you. We just want to live in peace, and I don't want this to get more out of hand than it already is."

"Don't worry. I will not attack the church; you have my word. Your people are safe. I must admit that whatever happened to Foust was not my doing, nor the church."

"Thank you. I also have to tell you one more thing. Can you please tell your students not to spray paint on my church doors and windows anymore? It's getting expensive to keep having to buy paint and repaint the outside."

Wes looked at him confused, "But I don't know anything about your church getting spray painted. That wasn't us either."

The Pastor pulled out a photo from his left sleeve, "At first, I didn't know who this guy was or where he lived because I have never seen him before until I knocked on the door today."

The Pastor hands the photo to Wes and was examining it closely.

Wes's hands were shaking and turned to look at Anthony who was sweating bullets beside him, "What the hell is wrong with you boy?!" and put him in a headlock.

"I'm sorry!" Shouted Anthony, "I… can't… breath!"

Wes let him go and made Anthony apologize to the Pastor, "If there is still any spray paint on your walls or work that needs to be done, you can take him with you and have him clean up your church as community service."

"There is no need for that." Said the Pastor calmly, "It has already been taken care of. I will just overlook this and take it as a sign of rebellion against the prior Pastor. Next time, I will come after him if he does it again."

"Don't you worry! He won't be bothering you again." Wes said assuring him while pulling Anthony from the ear, "Isn't that right?!"

"Ow! Ow! Ow! Yes! I will not do it again! Please stop, you are hurting my ear."

"Good day." Said the Pastor and left.

I asked Anthony who was still rubbing his ear, "Why did you spray paint on the walls?"

"First off, I drew different color penises." He said proudly and unbuttoned his top shirt to reveal his undershirt, "Nobody is safe from it! Not even me!"

"Why did you draw a dick on yourself?!"

Anthony just smiled creepily.

Wes hit him with a left hook, "Idiot! You better not have drawn any of your damn penises around my house!"

Anthony on the floor answered, "I did think about it for a moment."

"I will curse your ass if you did. I am warning you now!"

There was another knock on the door, this time, I got up to open it since Wes was too busy getting onto Anthony, and to my surprise, Regan was at the door.

She rushes on in and hugs me, "Thank god! I heard about what happened to the church and made my way over here. Please don't tell me that none of you had something to do with it?"

Bree told her, "It wasn't us this time, but Anthony did go, and spray paint some dicks all over the church walls."

Regan started to get onto Anthony, "Why are you so immature?"

"I just thought that it would be funny to do it to them, besides we have beef with them! I had to represent the cult I was in." Anthony replied.

"I swear, I don't know what I am going to do with you." Rae looked at me, "Are you sure that you still want him to learn witchcraft?"

"I'm positive. It will be fine."

"What if he decides to start a war or something?" Rae asked me.

I put my hand on my chin to think, "Can he start a war? Is that even possible? Nah… I am sure that Wes would put a stop to him."

Bree shouted, "Happy birthday!"

"Aww, thank you! You remembered," said Rae.

"How old are you now?" asked Bree.

"I turn eighteen today."

I had forgotten that Rae was the youngest one of us all, followed by Bree, then Anthony, and finally me.

Rae told Bree, "I have great news! Some guy that works with my brother at the tire shop asked me out on a date this weekend!"

"What did you say?" asked Bree.

"I said yes!"

"Girl! I am excited for you!

My heart was shattered… I did not know what to do… But wait! There is still hope! They are just going on a date; she did not say that they were boyfriend and girlfriend yet.

"The guy is cute! And… if things go well, who knows, I just might get with him."

I got up from the table and sat on the couch. Twili came over and cuddled next to me.

"What's wrong Skinwalker? You look so sad."

"Rae said that she is going on a date with some guy…"

"I heard. What is wrong with that?" asked Twili.

"They can't date because I like her… my heart hurts, it's broken."

"Do you want me to bite her or the guy?! I will do it! Just say the word. That blond-haired person does not need your love! Your bed is already full with the three of us in there!"

I patted Twili on her head, "No… It is okay. She is a grown woman and can make her own choices and see whomever she wants. Even if it hurts me… I just want her to be happy, even if it's not with me."

"It's okay." Twili said trying to comfort me, "You still have Bryanna and I like her better to be your mate for life."

"You're not funny. I don't see her that way and she only consider me as a close friend."

"Then why does she sleep with you in the same bed?"

"You sleep in the same bed as well…"

"That's different! What about the food? You make her food?"

"I make your food as well and you take mine…"

"That is not the point! I am an animal, and I can get away with eating other people's food. Plus, I have seen the way she looks at you! I wouldn't be surprised if she mates with you in the middle of the night."

"Stop joking like that or I will kick the both of you out of my room."

"Don't do that! Your bed is super comfortable!" Twili's ears popped up, "Skinwalker, I hear something outside the house."

She jumped on the other couch to look out the window, "There are a bunch of people outside, and they don't look friendly.