chapter 4

Before he could leave she said “Wait…one second.” He stopped and she quietly murmured, “What are you?” He took a breath, looked down then slowly looked up. “I am a warlock.” He then blew her a kiss and made his way out the window. She rose to her feet, walked to the window, watched him levitate to the ground and shut it once he safely made it to the grass. She staggered to the bed, threw herself on it and closed her eyes. “A warlock? What the fuck?” She thought as she buried her face into her pillow. “Weren’t they some sort of witches?” She began to cry again as she thought about how sweet he was but yet sounded so evil. Soon the tears stopped and she was able to bring herself to get up. She stripped out of her clothes and made her way into the shower. As she stood in the shower naked, she began looking at her body. She hated it but something felt different. The warlock’s positive comments were something she’s never heard before. Someone LIKING how chubby her tummy was, how fat her ass was and how thick her arms and thighs were? “This can’t be possible” She thought “…but what if he meant it?” As the water poured down her she held her breasts in her hands and imagined his hands on her. She moaned softly and slid her hands down to her stomach. She rubbed it softly and imagined his hands on it when he kissed her. “Guess he really did like it.” She then slid her hands to her hips and shook her butt back and forth, cracking a smile as she imagined he was behind her admiring it. For the first time in years, she actually felt beautiful. She was also getting wet thinking about him touching her. She slid one hand down to her shaved pussy and began massaging it as she imagined his hand down there. She moaned as she squeezed her breast, tugging on the nipple. She felt her clit tingle as she slid her index finger into it. She moaned out loud as she slowly slid to the floor of the shower stall. She wanted him to *** so hard but didn’t want him to be like Chris. She wanted him to spread her legs and *** senseless without being threatening. The idea of him taking her in the shower made her pussy throb. She began fingering herself at a faster pace as she imagined him doing her from behind. She remembered him saying she looked “soooo good” and she repeated it in her head over and over until she exploded in a thunderous orgasm. She had gotten herself off in the past thinking about men, notably famous celebrities, but this felt real. It felt real because it almost was real. That’s what made the orgasm as intense was because he really did have his hands on her by the riverbank. She had no idea what a warlock was, but she knew that she wanted him to return again. She finished her shower a short time later and returned to her bedroom. As she dressed in her long black nightgown, she pondered what exactly a warlock was. She sat down at her computer desk in the corner of her room, took a cigarette out of her pack by the mouse, flicked her Hello Kitty lighter and lit up. After a drag she looked up the term “warlock” and was shocked at what she found. They were thought to be long extinct but here was one, living and breathing, not to mention real. She pondered going to the police but they’d just laugh at her. Besides, she thought, why turn him in when he’s been protecting her from all that’s been happening lately? She continued this for about an hour when she started getting hungry. She was afraid to go downstairs but luckily had some donuts she swiped out of the cafeteria the previous morning. She munched on them before turning in for the night.

When Tania awoke she was scared to find out what was downstairs. She dressed in her Avenge Sevenfold t-shirt, her size 12 jeans and brown Sketchers as she got a little broom and pan out of her closet. She slowly made her way downstairs but looked around to find no glass on the floor in the hall. She then caught an aroma of something cooking in the kitchen. She slowly turned and looked at the ground, no glass there either. Then her jaw dropped when she looked up. Standing over a pan of eggs and a pan of pancakes was her father. Lewis had a bandage wrapped on his head as he checked the eggs and the temperature of the oven. She looked around the kitchen and everything was in place, not a speck of dust on the floor. She could only stammer “Da….daddy?” Suddenly Lewis turned and his eyes were bloodshot but not glazed. He had a nervous smile on as he said “Good morning honey.” She put the pan and duster on the kitchen table and asked “What’s going on?” He flipped the pan of eggs “Breakfast. I know you like scrambled eggs but didn’t know if you liked pancakes or waffles, so I made both.” Tania felt tears well up in her eyes because she felt it in her heart. Her father…her FATHER was here. Not the monster he had become after her mom died, but the man he was before. As he turned the oven off, she began crying and ran toward him. He looked up at her racing and he covered up “No please don’t!” He anticipated her hitting him but she ran up and hugged him tight. He didn’t know what to do at first but then wrapped her arms around her. It had been a long time since the two of them embraced like this. She tried to say something but couldn’t talk through the tears. Lewis kissed her head and said “I’ve made way too many mistakes in my life, its time to make it right. The cut on my head and the splitting headache I have is punishment enough but putting my hands on you is something I can’t live with.” Tania finally was able to muster “Daddy I’m sorry. I should have been there for you more.” He began crying himself and then was able to smile “So, you hungry?” She said “Ohmygod yessssss.” They then dug in, Tania helping herself to waffles, eggs and pancakes. She barely even noticed how much she was eating because she was mesmerized by the speed her father was displaying. He hadn’t moved this fast in years but this was the first time he was stone cold sober in a long time. After her third pancake, 2nd waffle and her eggs were gone she looked down and noticed her belly looked huge, like she was 5 months pregnant.

Lewis didn’t notice as he was telling a story about the first time he made Kate breakfast which ended when he managed to burn everything he was trying to cook. Tania laughed and felt her belly jiggle a little despite it being so swollen. She could barely breathe but this was a side of her dad she hadn’t seen in a while. Finally she rose to her feet and exhaled, “Oooof, I’m sooooo stuffed.” She rubbed her stuffed belly and Lewis smiled “Guess I’m not totally useless.” Tania managed to half walk, half waddle over to him and hug him close again. “You’re not useless, you never were. I should have been there for you as well. I’m sorry.” He felt tears well up as he said “Thank you, I promise I’m never going to get like that again. Now get ready for school, make mom proud.” Tania barely could walk up the stairs, she hadn’t eaten like this in a long time. She felt enormous but for the first time she was laughing about it instead of wanting to cut her arms. She knew the Warlock would love it. She managed to lug her backpack down the stairs and she walked into the kitchen to kiss her dad goodbye. He smiled and told her he had a lot of work to do. She went off to school smiling.