[ WP ] Years ago , you promised your firstborn to a witch . Since then , despite your best efforts , you ca n't seem to get laid . The witch is starting to get pretty pissed .

`` Will we see each other again?'' I asked as she stepped out of the cab. 
 
 `` I do n't know,'' she said, `` I'm just real busy.'' 
 
 I just waved my hand to the cabbie and told him to take me to my apartment. This was the third date I'd been on in over a month. It was starting to get really tiring trying to find someone who was willing to go on a second date. Most girls just ditched me during the middle of dinner. I would just get out of the dating scene for a while, but it was n't that easy. 
 
 I had some issues a few years ago and in a panic I frantically bargained with a witch that I once dated. In hindsight I know I should n't have made that deal, but sometimes people will do anything to get out of a bind. Our agreement was that I would give her my first born child. It was a tough decision, but I figured that I would just get somebody pregnant and instead of her having to get an abortion the witch would just take it. That was three years ago. 
 
 I walked up the dingy stairs I had been accustomed too seeing all these years and unlocked my door. That all too familiar smell of cigarette smoke floated in the air like a gray fog. She was here. 
 
 `` Ophelia? Are you in here?'' I asked while fumbling for the light switch. 
 
 I had no answer. I knew she was in there though. Smoke like this does n't come from anywhere. I flicked on the light and saw her sitting at the kitchen bar. She sat there with a smirk on her face. 
 
 She took a long inhale off of her cigarette. She blew out an elegant smoke ring and asked me, `` Any luck tonight?'' 
 
 I shook my head while grabbing a glass from the cabinet. `` I'm trying, but it's tough,'' I said, `` It's almost like I'm cursed, ha ha...'' I could see from her stare she did n't find my joke funny. `` Just give it a while, I'm sure it'll happen. Anyways, do you want a drink?'' 
 
 She sighed and said, `` Yeah, you know what I like.'' 
 
 I began to mix her favorite cocktail. A concoction I used to mix up for her back when we dated that I called, `` The Witch's Brew.'' 
 
 `` Look, I know you're trying out there, but if you do n't fulfill your end of this bargain I'm going to make you my little pet,'' she said. 
 
 I did n't want to risk that. I had no idea what it entailed for me, but I imagined I would be some sort of black cat or owl. I quite enjoyed being human. I just nodded my head and handed her the drink. 
 
 I watched as she snapped her fingers and her cigarette vanished. `` You know after all this time knowing you, you still amaze me.'' 
 
 She rolled her eyes and replied, `` You're much too kind.'' She took a sip of the drink. `` You make a damn good blend, Henry.'' 
 
 I thanked her and walked over to the sink to was my hands. I turned around and said, `` So are you just checking up with me?'' 
 
 She shook her head no, `` I came to warn you. If you do n't have someone pregnant, or at least tried, by the next harvest moon, I'm going to have to come down on you.'' I began to walk over to the window to see what phase we were in now, but she stopped me. `` That's six months,'' she said while holding up six fingers. 
 
 `` Six months! Why are you just now telling me? God, Ophelia! You did this intentionally!'' 
 
 `` I've given you years to give me a child. That was the deal. You've got six months,'' she said while getting up. She began walking to the door. I watched her walk out onto the sidewalk before I realized I might be able to buy more time. 
 
 I ran down the stairs and quickly caught up with her and grabbed her arm. `` Can I get one more year?'' I asked. 
 
 She turned and looked me in the eyes. This was the first time I had really looked deep into her beautiful brown eyes since we dated. They caught the glint of the neon and just sparkled. Her mouth began to open and words were flowing out. I could n't make out what she was saying. Her ruby lips put me into a trance. 
 
 `` Ophelia,'' I said. 
 
 `` What is it, Henry?'' 
 
 I stood there, not being able to move. 
 
 `` Henry?'' she said. 
 
 I reached out and put my arms around her. I was n't sure what came over me at the time. I knew I was probably going to be transformed in a toad at that moment for what I was doing, but I just could n't help myself. Her looks put a spell on me. 
 
 I could feel her move her arms, and I began to wince knowing what was coming next. To my shock she hugged me back. I began to asked her what was going on. She put a finger to my lip. 
 
 She said, `` Henry, you silly boy, why has it taken you so long to do this?'' 
 
 `` What?'' 
 
 `` To reach out to me with your love.'' 
 
 `` What do you mean? I thought you said you could n't deal with marrying someone without magic?'' 
 
 `` I could n't, but after I declined to marry you, I realized that you treated me better than any man had since before The Revolutionary War. I tried to reach out to you, but you would n't take any of my hints. So after waiting I put a curse on you to give you finical misfortune, knowing you'd turn to me.'' 
 
 `` I do n't understand?'' 
 
 `` Our bargain, that you would give me your firstborn child, was my way of trying to get you to court me again! Instead I have to watch you date woman after woman, and that greatly saddens me that I drove you away.'' 
 
 I was shocked at this news. I leaned back against a building wall with my hand on my head. I looked at her, and it all clicked. She wanted us to have that child. That was something we often talked about all those years ago. We both agreed that we could have a child and move away from this city into a country house. 
 
 I knelt down in front of her and grabbed her hand. `` Ophelia Umbra,'' I said, `` Will you marry me?'' 
 
 She smiled as a steady stream of tears began to roll down her face. `` Yes, yes Henry, I will!'' 
 
 I stood up and kissed her. The catharsis of the loving embrace finally made me break down myself and cry tears of joy. We held each other tightly before deciding that it was too cold to stay outside any longer. 
 
 We began to walk upstairs to my room when I asked her, `` So all that business about being your pet was a joke, right?'' 
 
 She laughed and replied, `` No. If you could n't at least figure out that I was still in love with you, I was going to turn you into a cat.'' 
 
 *If you are seeing this than thanks for reading! I would really love to get constructive criticism on this story so I can get better with my writing. Thanks! * 
 
 Edit: I fixed a few errors in both wording and spelling.
