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I woke up in my bed and Zain was no where in sight. I went downstairs to have breakfast and relax alone with only my thoughts, of course, as always, my plans never become a reality.
"Good morning, sunshine! Didn't expect you to be up so early." Zain kissed my cheek as I was sitting at the breakfast table in the kitchen. He was in an rather unusually cheerful mood that morning. I think he scared me more so then than when he did when he was angry.
"What's wrong with you?" I asked him completely freaked out by his sudden change in mood.
He was a bit taken back by my words and took a second to respond. "Nothing what's wrong with you?" I shook my head taking a sip of my tea.
"Hurry up we have things to do today." He ordered me watching me drinking my tea. I guess he was also in a stalkerish mood that day as well.
"Oh? Says who?" I guess I was in a rather bitchy mood. I had a hangover so to speak from my breakdown last night. The feelings of being depressed and in pain were still relevant, but gave me a symptom of bitchiness.
"Says me. Now hurry up, I'm impatient, you should have already learned this by now."
"Trust me I have." I rolled my eyes clearly not in the mood for one of his games. I wanted to be alone. I wanted to lock myself away for the rest of eternity.
He kneeled down next to where I was sitting looking me in the eyes asking, "Are you okay?" I shrugged my shoulders not taking him seriously. I could tell this frustrated him, but his emotions didn't bother me. "Ellie," I looked away from him not being able to care any less about what he had to say. "I'm here if you need me."
I didn't believe him. I didn't believe a single word that came out of his mouth. The fact that he was trying now after God knows how long of being trapped here in his chambers of hell.
I set down my cup not seeing any point in drinking anymore of my tea. I didn't need. I didn't need water, food, or air. I did it out of habit and craving comfort, desperately wanting to be human again . . . but I could be no longer. I was turning into what I was afraid of. A demon.
"Alright, let's go." My voice was dry and held no excitement. His smile was brighter than I'd ever seen before. It was in fact one of the only times I saw him smile.
"Perfect." He grinned rubbing his hands together as I followed behind him. We walked for what seemed like forever. I'm not much of a walker so even moving was hell.
"Are we almost there yet?" I whined as my legs dragged. We were walking for at least ten minutes and I was about ready to drop dead.
"Impatient are we?" He teased with a smirk as he led the way. He didn't know when to stop, either that or he knew exactly when I'd snap.
"Oh just a little." He chuckled at my response. I found no humor in the situation not in the tiniest bit, but every time he looked back he seemed more amused each time.
He stopped abruptly in his tracks looking forward. The fog made it hard to see what exactly I was supposed to look at. I heard the smooth peaceful sounds of water getting a fluttering feeling in my stomach. I loved the water as a child and never wanted to get out the bath or the pool. My parents had to fight me and despised bath time because I'd put up such an argument. As I got older I started to lose my appreciation, but being trapped here there were a lot of things I wished I hadn't took for granted.
There was a small creek about ten yards in front of us. The thinning forest was around us creating a breathtaking heaven.
Zain sat down and I sat next to him just staring at the beauty in front of me. I felt my soul shine. I felt him watch me for several minutes, but I didn't care. I wanted to enjoy the moment, but my curiosity got the best of me.
"Why'd you take me here?" I continued to look at the creek questioning his intentions. The birds were resting on the the tree branches across the creek chirping away.
I felt a burn on my temple as he stared replying, "For you to be at peace." I looked at him recalling what he'd said at the graveyard. I didn't expect him to act on those words.
I looked back at the soothing water and told, "How do you expect this to put me at peace?" Yes I loved the water and I indeed did miss it, but this couldn't heal the pain.
"You were always happier by the water." He commented a truthful statement, yes, but it didn't fix the "problem" at hand.
"Just because I'm necessarily happier somewhere doesn't mean it heals me. It's just a mask; a temporary solution."
"I don't know Ellis, I was just trying to help." He was frustrated but had more control than usual. He observed his surroundings almost searching for a missing piece in a puzzle. He had this look of I know I'm right, but he didn't know how to make this realization come alive.
I yanked my hands out of my lap and looked at me with smirk as a light bulb glowed in his head. "What're you-"
"Shh." He hushed me closing his eyes. I stared at him confused. He opened one eye ordering, "Close your eyes." I hesitantly obeyed.
"What do you see?"
"Darkness."
He huffed at my response begging, "Be serious please." I sighed waiting for my next order. "What do you see?"
I didn't understand what he wanted me to say. What was I supposed to see? I just saw darkness.
"Ellis?"
I let go of his hands huffing, "What do you want me to say?"
"What you see." He responded slowly as if he was getting upset. He, in my opinion though had no right, drugged me out here expecting something instead of just seeing what would happen. But he had a storyline I had to follow.
"I told you! Darkness!"
"Fine, we'll go from there since you're so stubborn." He grabbed my hands hushing me before I could present my rebuttal. We closed our eyes and he asked, "Define darkness."
Opening my eyes questioning him, "Where are you going with this?"
"Just shut up and define darkness."
"Dark."
"What else?"
"I don't know. Um, lonely, evil."
"How did you come up with this conclusion?"
"I don't know Zayn, Google?"
"We all have our own unique definition you had to come up with yours?"
"I don't know Zayn! Move on!"
"Ellis-"
"No, this is stupid!" I yanked my hands away standing up and walking off. He'd struck a nerve I wasn't ready to discuss.
I started to cry and I quickly became blinded by my tears. I just ran. The tree branches were abusing my body. Eventually I just collapsed on the ground. It appeared I was alone, but I wasn't. I felt the heat from hell castrate my body.
Pushed on the ground I laid flat on the frozen dirt. My hands pinned above me my body felt as if it was being stabbed. I felt like one of Emerson's victims.
I was transformed into the forest back home. The trees had leaves and the beating sun still found a way to make you sweat a layer of skin off your body. I saw Emerson on top of me slamming a knife in body repeatedly all over my body. All his victims energies surrounded me watching over me. Blood stained their clothes. There were no similarities between them. He just killed to kill.
With a blink of my eye everything was gone.
