The power of words

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Chapter 1

"I hate you!" It's the kind of evening she's had so many times.

"Mackie wait!"

"I hate all of you!" Doors are ripped open and slammed shut and the beautiful summer evening is ruined. Again. And once again it's Mackie who gets the blame. And once again for some stupid reason that no one understands except the young girl.

Angry and sad, she once again leans against the closed door in her room and once again fights the tears. And once again she loses. Today was supposed to be an especially nice day for her and everyone had made so much effort just for her. Especially her brother. And that hurts her the most.

With a teary face, the girl locks her door and then throws herself onto her big comfy bed and buries her face in the soft pillows. Angrily, she hits the mattress with girlish strength and her sobs are muffled by the fabric.

She is so angry. And it makes her so sad. She didn't mean for any of this to happen. And yet, it's happened.

All Mackie Lynchwood wants to do is crawl into her room and never come out. But of course, she can't. There's a knock at the door.

"Mackie?" It's the voice she knows best in the world. "It's me. Are you there?"

"Go away," she calls, but she doesn't mean it, and her brother understands her. Finn always understands her. His voice comes through the door into the room.

"I'll sit here for a bit," he says blithely. Muffled music drifts from downstairs. Mackie is so ashamed. "It's all right" he assures her. She doesn't answer. "Everyone makes mistakes Mackie" he continues to say, comforting her with his voice. But she can't answer him. Then she hears him standing up outside the door. "I'm going to say goodbye to the folks, clean up the house and then go to sleep. Before I do, I'll check on you again." Mackie is silent, tears streaming down her face, and she looks at the door with an urgency she can't show anyone. "I love you, little sister." Then she hears Finn go downstairs.

"I love you too," Mackie whispers softly, wiping her face clumsily. She sits up. "I love you, brother."

And that's the problem.

Mackie thought today, her eighteenth birthday, would be different. But she was wrong. She's always wrong. Things are still just as bad. Nothing has changed.

****, the girl swings her legs out of bed and looks out the window. The sky is already dark and outside you can see the stars.

She knows only one thing she can do. Just as useless as she is. It suits her.

She kneels down and pulls out the black wooden box from under her bed. Mackie takes a liking to what the old woman in the antique store told her. People used to turn to ancient, dangerous powers. Ghosts and demons. She even told her some of the incantations and gave her a book for an extra $100.

Her parents were angry about the purchase and the lost money but Finn protected her. He will also protect her from the evil forces she thinks to herself and smiles. Of course, nothing will come of it, even she knows that. But Mackie Lynchwood is **** and so she flips open the summoning board and runs her finger along the signs.

"You spirits hear me!" she says, looking into the book and reading the lines. "On my eighteenth birthday, I give you my pure soul." She shudders, shame and youthful lust wrestling inside her. She thinks of her brother. "My virgin body. Grant me my wish." She breaks off, shaking her head and blinking. Her fingers are warm but that's from the grief, her pounding heartbeat. She doesn't see the sky darkening outside.

"You spirits hear me. I give myself to you for your help." She winces. Something brushed her hand, she felt it exactly. She wants to pull her arms away but at the same time she doesn't want to. She doesn't try and presses her fingers harder on the warm board. Her thoughts circle only around her goal, her wish, not noticing how the air in the room becomes electrically charged and outside dark clouds cover the rising moon.

"You spirits hear me and grant my wish." She looks to the side and reads in the book. "Fulfill my wish and I give myself to you. Fulfill my wish." Then she is told to speak the words.

Mackie thinks of what she wants most in the world. Her heart becomes light as she imagines what the world could be like for her. She wishes it so much.

"I give myself to you. Just grant me the wish." And then she has to say it.

Briefly, she hesitates. Her wish does not concern only her. But what she does doesn't matter anyway. So she might as well try. Outside it is getting dark.

"Fulfill my wish I beg you." She takes a deep breath. "I ask you spirits. Bring me and my brother together. Make my brother and I be together forever. Make him know that I love him. Make..." A bright flash lights up the room like daylight, then, immediately after, thunder echoes through the room like a tidal wave.

Mackie doesn't feel the slight electric shock that runs through her body as she recoils from the board, screaming.

"Looks like rain," you grumble, looking up at the sky. "Will you take me home then?" asks Nora, smiling mischievously. "The evening has ended so abruptly." You screw up your face.

"You know I have to take care of Mackie." Your girlfriend rolls her eyes but then smiles.

"If I'd known I'd have to share you with another girl I would have gotten a dog" she grins and kisses you on the mouth. "They're less work." You stroke her arm. Nora musters up a lot of sympathy for you.

"Thanks, honey. I love you."

"I know," the girl grins and gets into her car. You watch her go as she disappears into the darkening night.