*Possible Trigger Warning*

Chrystal's P.O.V

    I get out of the car and steady myself before walking in behind Nathan and Beth. This place gives me a bad vibe. I don't really want to mess with voodoo, but it's our best shot right now.

     I look around and see dummies with pin and animal heads. There's creepy masks and jars of I don't even know what. There's creepy statues and dolls. Do we even want to try?

     I follow Beth and Nathan as they go over to the cashier. She briefly explains our situation to her and asks if she knows what to do.

     "May I see those effected?" She asks.

     Nathan and I step forward. She takes my hand in her left and Nathan's in her right. She studies our palms.

     "This was not a work of voodoo. This is witchcraft. Someone else did this to you. I'm sorry I can not help children." she replies.

     "Oh no, thank you. Just giving us that information helps us. Thank you." Beth replies.

     We then leave the shop, myself feeling reluctant about it. Although we didn't get what could reverse this, we did get major information as to what this is. Looks like it's going to get difficult from here on out.

     We all get in the car and Beth starts driving. None of us feel like talking after receiving this news. I hear my phone ring and go for my pocket, then remember I'm in Nathan's body. Nathan grabs my phone and hands it to me. I silently gasp.

     It's my mom.

M: Chrystal where the hell are you? I didn't even give you permission to go out!! Plus you took your phone! If you don't get your ass down here in one hour you'll be sorry!

     I check the time it was received, because sometimes I received texts, but my phone doesn't beep or anything.

     Received  12 hours ago.

     Oh God no....

     I start shaking. 

     "B-Beth. I-I-" I stutter out.

     Beth pulls over as soon as possible. My sunglasses fall off and I'm blinded by the sun.

     "What? What's happening?" Nathan asks, sounding panicked. 

     "She's about to have an anxiety attack. This is weird since you guys are switched." Beth replies to him.

     She looks at me, "Chrystal what happened? Look at me. What's wrong?" I shove the phone to her. She grabs it and reads the text.

     "Dammit" she mutters.

     "What?" Nathan asks.

     "She's freaking out because she's scared her mom's going to beat the living crap out of her, read this text." Beth says to Nathan, giving him the phone.

     "Chrystal listen to me. Focus on me. Breath." I can barely hear her. A ringing in my ears has started.  My vision is blurry.

     "She's going kill me. She's going to kill me. I should have offed myself long ago." I mutter in between short breaths.

     "No Chrystal. You're okay. I"m not going to let that happ-" That's all I hear before I can't hear at all. I stare at the roof of the car as I scratch at my arms.

Nathan's P.O.V

      She's totally freaking out.

     Her mom is such a bitch. She must have really traumatized her. She's going to pay.

      Chrystal starts scratching at her arms. Pretty badly. I remember the bandages on my arms, then focus back on Chrystal.

     "Nathan help me pin her down. She can't hear me." Beth says.

     I get in the back of the car and pin Chrystal's arms against the back seat. Her "my" eyes, look so.... dead.

     "You're okay. You're okay. You're okay." Beth keeps repeating until Chrystal stops shaking, and her eyes seem to refocus.

     I stop pinning her and get back into the front seat. Chrystal then proceeds to hug Beth and cry into her.

     "Shhh. It's okay Chrystal. That's not going to happen I won't let it. Not this time. You're safe now." Beth says.

      Once Chrystal is stable, Beth gets back in the car and begins driving again. I notice Chrystal soon falls asleep right after.

     "Chrystal has depression and anxiety. Her mom beats her up a lot, so she has anxiety attacks often. They almost turn into seizures. Even if she did have seizures, she wouldn't be able to get any medication for it. She's really terrified that her mom-" Beth says than trails off.

     That bitch of a mom is going to pay for what she's done to Chrystal. I feel weird. Must be adrenaline.

~~~Author's Note~~~

Kind of short I know, but definitely full of action. Witchcraft. I promise I'll try to study up on it to not offend to many witches. Again I apologize if this offended any witches or voodoo enthusiasts.