Wickedly Mated (Being Edited)

Chapter Sixteen: Blame

A/N: Hello Readers. I don't usually have my chapters on hold for more then one week but I've been so busy lately. Real sorry for that. I finally got chapter 16 and am now working on 17. I shall have 17 out earlier then what I did with this chapter. Thank you all for reading and voting. Enjoy!

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

          Darkness was all I was seeing. Nothing had come into focus. The last thing I remembered was hearing the plea of the Wizard but I couldn't bare to see what I was doing. What the sorceress was doing. Even when I knew it was torture I was doing to them, I didn't want to stop it, I wanted it  just as much as the sorceress that had taken over. And now I was consumed into darkness. I sat in the corner of my mind, trying to figure out what was going on? Was I dead or had something happened to where I lay in complete loniliness. The voice had gone silent but so did everything else around me. I tried to contact with the voice but no luck. How long was I going to be here?

         One moment flashed through my thoughts, Connor being tortured the way he was. I just remembered his screams and the way he was disfigured from the way the wizard was bending him. I felt a tear fall because I didn't know if he was alive or not. The sudden darkness made snuck up on me and then nothing. Did Connor or Brody make it out alive? Did Penelope live through what I put her through? I knew one thing, the two vampires and the wizard were dead. I killed them. Without touching them, I killed them and I didn't know how. She had taken control of me but deep inside, I wanted what she was doing to them. The feeling of their pain. Their screams. It gave me some kind of thrill and to watch it was entertainment.

          What was I saying? I didn't want to feel this way.

                   [Are you sure?] the voice spoke up. Oh great, it speaks on the wrong time but I was glad to hear it.

                   "What happened?" I asked it.

                    [Did you not see?] the way it asked was as if toying with me.

                    "I coudn't bare it. What you did was uncalled for."

                    [Don't you mean what we did. After all, you enjoyed it just as much as I did]

                    "I . . . " I couldn't finish my sentence because she was right. I did but I sighed, "Where am I?" She went silent for a moment and then spoke, [Where are you? Shouldn't you ask how to be free of where your at?] She doesn't laugh much but how she said it made me picture her laughing.

                    "Is that possible? Am I dead or just sleeping?" I asked her.

                    [What do you think?] She was pissing me off. I wish she would answer my question instead of toy with me. Then a thought processed through, we were one. If she could control me because I let her, wouldn't I be able to figure a way out without her help?

                    [Bingo] the voice said and I wish I could find her and choke her but unfortunatley, she was me and I was her. I'll just choke myself out and see if she could feel it.

                    [That's something I would want to see] Now she was mocking me. I ignored her and instead, figured a way to leave this darkened place. What I was afraid of was what I would be going back to. Thoughts of Connor and Brody's dead bodies made me cringe. Please don't let that be.