Queen Mary

XXI

Once Colby closes the door, I'm left alone with the swarm of energies trying to reach me. I lay back on the bed, and close my eyes. I try to separate all of them and make sense of it all. Almost as soon as I open my eyes again, the room feels calm all of a sudden. It takes me by surprise, and my breath hitches. And slowly, one energy creeps up on me, as if it had sent everything else away to be able to be alone with me. I recognize the feeling it gives me, the endless pit in my stomach that I can't shake. I don't usually get scared, this thing whatever it is, gives me the chills.

"Hello?" I ask aloud. I'm not sure if this thing actually wants to communicate or if it's just a violent entity. Judging by the energy it gives off, it isn't anything human. The guys probably already guess that, and if not I'm not really sure how to tell them. Especially sense we don't know if it followed me here or all of us. In response to my acknowledgment of it being there, I hear a knock on the floor. It wasn't loud, which makes me think it doesn't want anyone else to know it's here with me. We already know it's more than capable of slamming doors and speaking. That has to be the only explanation. 

"Are you the same spirit that locked Colby and I in the room downstairs and scratched me?" I ask, afraid of how it will choose to reply. "Knock once for no, and twice for yes." I add. I hear two knocks, and my heart starts pounding so hard I actually think it might jump out of my chest.

"Did you want me secluded from everyone else for a reason?" I ask. And again, two knocks. The hair on the back on my neck stands. "Are you a human spirit?" There's a pause, only for a few seconds, before there is only one knock. Which is exactly what I thought. There was absolutely no way this thing could've been human.

"Are you the same entity that has been following Sam and Colby since the first time they visited this place?" I feel a cold wisp of air over my face, and two knocks on the wall right above my head. Good to know.

"Are you also the same entity that has been trying to communicate with me in my home?" I'm not too sure what the answer to this will be, but honestly I don't think anything will surprise me. Another two knocks above my head, slightly louder, startles me out of my train of thought. 

"Did you scratch me intentionally earlier?" I ask. I'm sure of the answer to this one, but it can't hurt to ask and get the verification anyways. And just as I suspected, two knocks once again. I decide maybe I should wait until I'm at least with Colby to keep asking this thing questions, but as I sit up and try to stand, I'm pushed back onto the bed. I try to scream for Colby or Sam or someone, but I can't make the words. It's like I physically can't make a sound. Then I feel it, the pressure pushing down on my chest, like a cold heavy weight is being placed on top of me.

"Leave.. We do not want you here.." It whispers to me, the cold air hits my ear like cold winter. I shake my head, and the pressure intensifies. Then, the laughter, it's like something straight out of a horror movie, and I feel paralyzed. Then, out of nowhere, all of the pressure goes away, and I can breathe. The tears fall silently down my face. The laughing has stopped, and I know that once again I'm alone in the room. I lay there for a while, trying to comprehend what just happened. After a couple minutes has passed, I sit up and wipe the somewhat already dried tears from my cheeks. I get to my feet, and walk to the door. I glance around the room one last time before turning the door handle and leaving the room.

I walk out of the room, and see the hue from the living room light, where I know all the guys are. I decide to go to the kitchen first and get a glass of water before facing all of them. As I walk, I can't help but appreciate how calm it feels in here. Nothing screaming for my attention, or reaching out to touch me. But what if this is simply the calm before the storm?... Once in the kitchen, I find a cup and fill it with water. As I sip, I realize how eerily quiet it is. I can't even hear the guys talking or anything. It crosses my mind that maybe they left to go get something from the car or something. I set the cup down on the counter and walk slowly towards the living room, listening for any sounds at all. As I turn the corner, I'm surprised to find Colby is the only one in the room, and he's on his phone scrolling on something. But everyone else has left, maybe to go back to their own rooms. That's the most logical explanation anyways. 

"Hey, sorry that took so long." I say, and I guess I was successful in being quiet cause when I speak he damn near jumps out of the recliner he's sitting in. I giggle a little cause I didn't think I'd be the one to scare him of all things.

"Oh you're alright. You really didn't take that long. We kinda thought it was best to let everyone rest after what happened earlier and start actually investigating tomorrow. I think you were only in there for like 15 minutes or something like that." He says. I'm astonished, it felt like so much longer, like time dragged on for as long as it could while I was in the bedroom with that thing. 

"Oh, okay. Well did everyone head to bed then?" I ask. He nods to me while he finishes taking a drink of water. 

"Yea, we're all gonna regroup tomorrow after everyone wakes up for the day. However in the meantime, it's just you and me." He says smiling a sort of devious smile. I walk towards him and put my arms around him. 

"Yes it is. Now what do you spose we do with this wonderful opportunity." I say grinning at him. I feel a little guilty that I didn't tell him what happened while I was alone in the bedroom, but I feel like it would just worry him. Plus, something tells me to wait until tomorrow when all of us are together. So for now, I will enjoy it being just us.

"Hmmm, well, I was thinking maybe we could utilize this lovely comfortable couch here." He says and winks at me. I smile, and he presses his lips to mine, enclosing me in a state of heat and passion. He pulls my body into him, and a small moan escapes my lips, to which he smiles and lifts me off the ground. He holds me close, and walks to the couch, laying so that I am on top of him. His hand finds the back in my neck, and he pulls me in for a deep kiss, his other hand trailing down my back and around my butt to my thigh. He squeezes, and another soft moan escapes me. I sit up, and without hesitation we're both removing clothes. My shirt is first, then his. I run my hands over his chest and sides. He smiles, and before I know it, he's sat up and is taking off my pants as well. Could this man even get any sexier? Finally, both of us are left unclothed and in a fit of fire and fury as we explore each other. 

He flips me onto my back, and kisses my lips. His tongue finds mine, and my hands find his cheeks, and run through his hair. His lips make their way down my body, pausing at some of my most sensitive spots. When he reaches my breasts, his tongue flicks over my nipples, making me bite my lip and tilt my head back, one of my hands still in his hair. He makes his way to my thighs, and his teeth graze my skin. 

"Mmmmm shit" I say seductively. He squeezes my hips, his tongue finds the exact right spot. I gasp softly, my tummy beginning to swirl with fluttering butterflies. He knows exactly what he's doing, and damn is he good at it. His hands hold my hips tight, holding me in place so I can't squirm away.