Gateway To Hell (wlw)

Chapter 3 - To Late

She wraps her hands around my waist and the wall behind me makes it impossible for me to get a better grip around her. It tickles inside and my thoughts are vivid. The only thing I can feel is that I want her and only her at this moment. I smell the alcohol and the sensation between us. She stands on her toes leaning up to my face, my hands trace around her neck, and tries to find a good grip. Our lips are pressed together and her soft lips are magnificent. Butterflies tickle my stomach and make me want to feel her even closer. I press her against me, feeling her warmth. We move in pace to the music and all I can feel is happiness.

"Look! Some dykes!" I hear someone yell, but I don't get affected at all. This is who I am and this is what I want. She's adorable. Jessie laughs light through my lips and kisses them over and over. Her hands are hard around my body and I twist her hair around my fingers. I feel good, I've never felt this good in a long time. It's probably the drink. But I definitely didn't plan to ever end up in a witch's arms, but she is different, she is nice and sentimental. It's like her belief doesn't affect anything except for her looks and lifestyle. She doesn't even pressure me on it, unlike any other god believing spiritual sect. She has those exact purple gemstones as Eileen, she even has them tattooed on her arms.

I back away a bit from her to be able to see her beautiful face and ask her about those stones, "what are these?" my fingers trace down to her collarbones where the stone is dangling freely.

She smiles with her black smeared lips, mine is probably as catastrophic as hers because of her lipstick, she opens her mouth and says the same thing as Eileen uses to say: "to protect from evil"

"What type of evil?" I ask.

She strokes the back of her hand over my cheek, "spirits with bad intentions"

I nod, "what do these spirits do?"

She seems to think, almost uncertain what she should answer with, "possess and destroys. If you'd like I could lend you one of my books?"

I laugh lightly, "no thank you"

She nods respectfully, "alright, I respect that" Jessie kisses my lips yet again and we go back to our magical feeling. It's like disappearing into a different magical world, not feeling the ground underneath. It also feels like one of those wet dreams coming true. I feel a hard pinch close to my throat and something hot streaming out of the pain on my throat. I release her and look down and to my surprise I see a knife pressed up against me. Jessie holds it thigh and her knuckles are light. She smiles murderously. The pain bubbles up and I feel how it stings when the knife buries deeper.

She hushes me and leans closer, staring deeply into my scared and overwhelmed eyes, "don't worry, let the blood just flow" her smile turns wider as the blood is streaming down my throat, "I just want to make sure that-" she pauses as the blood flows closer to the gemstone, "Just a little bit more, the pain isn't that bad, right? You feel almost nothing. You can't feel it. I will heal you when we are finished, unless..."

I push her violently away from me, with all power and might I have, the knife releases its grip and she stumbles into some people dancing. I breathe heavily and all my thoughts are spinning and I can't think. My tongue and lips are burning and the pain makes me scream, way to faint for it to be heard stronger than the music. I look around me desperately and run. Sprinting between people, squeezing myself through crowds, and pant after fresh air. My head hurts and the bass boosted music makes it worse. I get jacked back and she grabs me around the neck pulling me back to her. She yells with her way too perfect teeth's that transforms into sharp teeth. Her body becomes bigger and her hair turns into horns. The skin becomes burned, brown and green. The eyes are glowing red and spikes stick up its skin. The monster looks just like the one in my childhood nightmares.

I fall onto my back and look up at the abnormal monster standing in front of me breathing like a tired dog. People around us starts to scream and back away. People run and the uproar begins. My heart is pounding hard against my ribs and I press my hands against the little wound on my throat. I cough and I can't stop looking at the being that looks like it comes right out of a fantasy book. A shapeshifter. I was tricked and I fell for it. What is it that it wants?

The monster yells like a demon, an ear-piercing sound that makes my ears hurt. Crowds are running and screaming around us and the monster-like gaze from the creature is taunting me. I stand up on my painful legs and run into the crowd trying to disappear. My hot blood has stopped streaming out and it feels like it is healing. The blood has reached the gemstone and is now shining in a bright purple luminous light. I swear out loud and can't think much of it. The panic is overwhelming me and my energy is boosted, the adrenaline makes my heart pound quicker and I almost fall to the ground. This is just a dream. Just a dream. Wake up. GOD DAMN IT.

I pinch myself in my wound like in the movies trying to wake myself up. When I don't wake up the panic grows stronger. I cuss out loud looking back at the monster that desperately tries to find me. Its wings are enormous and way too big for the building.

I see a green neon light and it makes my hopes increase. I run toward it. I get knocked down and I feel as people sprint over me. I cough and the pain bursts through my nervous system like a dash of lightning. I stand up feeling the pain but I ignore it. I need to get out of here.

I reach the exit and unlock it stumbling out into the street. I see a bunch of taxis and I run-up to one of them. I tear the car door open sit down. 

"Drive. Fucking drive!" I yell into his ear in front of me. The fear is bubbling inside of me and my heart is pounding inside my chest like a pump. The car smells like dry blood and a sticky odor which makes me gag. It's an unpleasant smell that makes me want to jump straight out again, but the feeling of finally being safe interrupts my thoughts of feeling unsafe and in danger. 

"Aye, take it easy lady" The taxi driver looks back at me with a long, sharp tongue sticking out of his mouth. Saliva is dripping and his eye sockets are black and blood is streaming out. His appearance makes my heart jump and I scream, desperately trying to open the car door but it is locked. 

"Too late" he laughs evil and the shapeshifter bombs through the building like an airplane. I swallow and shut my eyes, knowing that I can't get out and that it's just unbelievable to think that I will survive unless its a dream. I listen to what happens outside and feeling the vibrating ground, the wheels are jumping and the car is wiggling like a ship on the wild open sea. Everything turns black as in a movie.