Burn.

It has been 3 days since they got back to the isles, all Luz has done is push Amity away. Every kiss,handhold or loving look immediately rejected by the other. Amity was confused, and heartbroken.

She brushed it off. They had a lot going on right now, stopping belos and the collector. But it still hurt, no matter how hard she tried to make it stop.

The group walked into the owl house, it was abandoned and vandalised from the outside. The inside still the same from when the emperors coven invaded a couple months back. Camilla,Willow and Gus were in the main room while Hunter held back at the front of the house with two of the palisman. Amity followed Ghosts into a room.

Luz was curled up in Edas nest as Amity walked in, holding a picture she found outside of the door. “Did you think sitting in a nest would help your egg hatch faster?” She says , trying to make light of the situation and crouching next to the nest, out of Luzs sight. Luz doesn’t turn, “Maybe,” The purple haired witch holds the side and Ghost jumps up.

”Luz,Amity!” A distant voice , Gus , calls out from in front of the open front door. “We’d better get going” The purple(pink?) haired witch stated. Amity leant in , kissing the top of her girlfriends head. Luz immediately stood up and quietly left. The other still sat in the now dark former-bedroom. Amity sighed. Luz was avoiding affection, and her, again. She stood up and began to slowly walk over to the front room of the Owl house. Ghost trailing behind slowly.

Amity made her way to where the others were, fiddling with her costumes sleeves. If she would’ve known they would end up back home, she’d have worn something comfier , or brought spare clothes. But I guess life doesn’t work that way. For her atleast.

By the time she was there, Hunter,Gus,Willow,Camilla and Luz were already on staffs. Ready to go. She turned Ghost into a staff and asked Willow the location. Then they all set off.

It had been an hour since they left, all of them were now at Hexside- or - ‘New Hexside’.

Along the way, more pitiful attempts at hand-holding —and walking near each other in general, were dodged. Every rejection increased the youngest Blights anxiety. 

Finally,however. Luz and Amity were alone again. “Luz,” she started, making the other jump nervously. “Are you avoiding me?” Her hands balled into fists as she grabbed the end of her skirt , a habit she had. Luz was quick to respond. “WHat-? No! No no no! Not at all!!” She shot the other a clearly forced smile. Amity frowned and turned away. Walking to where the healing home room was. ‘Fine.’ She thought. ‘You can avoid me, but lies..’ When they started dating they agreed not to lie. To just say they weren’t ready to talk, or open up. But she did neither. Just told a blatant lie.

It somewhat irritated the witch. A pointless lie.  ‘I guess I just won’t talk either.’ 
‘I’ll erase myself.’

She felt bad about getting these thoughts, she knew Luz was going through some stuff , but as usual , her anger issues took control of her actions before she could do anything. Currently, her dress sleeve was ripped at the bottom; threads going every-which-way from anxiously pulling and picking at it.

Amity’s journey came to a halt as she walked into someone. 
“Ugh!”

”oH- wait..”

”Amity?”

Her eyes widened. Seeing her old friend.

”Skara?”