Seeing Eye

Chapter 15

Chapter 15 (Alex)

I could not help but think that I finally had her in my hands, that I would make her fear me forever, make her hate me and make her see that I was nothing but evil. But sometimes I thought to myself that maybe I was not evil and that it was only a mask I had. Those where parts of my weakness. I showed way to much of that, and I needed to stop. I needed to be pure evil, or Evil himself would do worse to me.

He picked me for this reason, he wanted me to help him. To get rid of the girl he feared most. I really never understood why he feared a sixteen year old girl who could see us but I was never brave enough to actually ask either. Instead I kept tomyself, doing his bidding and making him happy. Though sometimes I even failed at that. It was normal for me to fail.

I failed my wife, and my daughter years ago. Yes, I did remember them. I would always remember them. I used to follow them at night, leave messages for them in the snow during the winter, and in the spring I would leave rose petals for my wife with a message that I loved her and that I would see her soon.

Sometimes I even watched for what they would say. My wife would cry, and sometimes not believe what she was seeing. She even at times tried to talk to me. Though she could not see me. She would write somewhere a question that I would know, then I would answer with the rose petals. Then we would talk until I finally had to go.

My daughter on the otherhand did not listen to well. She sometimes thought she was going crazy, and would try and go to some hospital. They would allow her in for about a week then say their was nothing wrong with her and that she should go home. From there I would try and send her some message to assure her that she was not insane and get her to see that it was her father talking to her. Only then would she actually talk to me, but when she talked to me it was always like she was dead, as if she wanted nothing to do with me. Then again she had been without me for so long that I understood.

Anyways, back to Emily.

She was finally back in my room like so many times before, but this time she was willing to give me what I wanted. She was willing to feel pain for those kids. 'How pathetic' I thought to myself. 'This alone will be her end.'

But that was never true.

I could not kill her. From day one of her being able to see me at age three I noticed that there was something different about her. I never understood what it was though. But I did understand that no matter how much I actually tried to kill her like Evil wanted me to, I could not. It was like something was blocking me from doing so.

So instead I always went with torture. I would make her feel pain, and make her beg for death, but would never tell her that I could not kill her. That would make things better for her. She could use that against me any time she wanted to.

Tonight was one of those nights. I wanted her to feel pain, I wanted her to wish for death. But that is not what happened.

"You can come in," I said to her, trying to be friendly. It was rather odd for me to be friendly.

"I know," She said, then she finally came in.

I stared at her for a little while wondering what I should do first to her, but I was never given that choice. Instead she had come closer to me, and whispered some words I did not undertand, and that alone was not a good sign. After her few words she bit my ear hard, making me shiver, and making herself laugh.

"Fun," She said, then she dug her finger into my back. I could feel some of my blood seeping through the wound that she had just made.

I shivered even more, "Why do you do this?" I asked trying to keep my voice from quivering, but it was to late. My voice was horse and you could barely hear what I even asked. I could see in her eyes that she was amused with my reaction.