The Death Of Me.

Possession

(Quick note: Listen to the song and the lyrics in the lyric vid are wrong just a warning but listen to the song. If you don't see the song go to YouTube or whatever you use to listen to music and type in Will You Cry For Me Arina Chloe.)

Ellie's P.O.V:
Why didn't I think of this earlier?!
I took a deep breath and jumped at him. My body went right through him and now I was in control. I could feel him trying to push me out but I'm stronger.

I walked us to his room and locked the door. I left his body and stood in front of him. Let me tell you he was pissed.

Kevin's P.O.V:
I glared at Ellie she completely violated me! "Ellie you just violated me!" I shouted at the dead spirit of a not so innocent girl. "So you wouldn't listen to me!" She argued, that still gives her no reason to invade my body. "Ellie why did you even posse me?" "I needed to talk to you." She quickly looked down at the ground either in embarrassment or to quickly trick me and kill me. Hoping it's the first reason.

"Kevin this house is haunted-" I quickly interrupted her, "oh my god really? No duh Ellie you are standing right in front of me." "Kevin don't joke about this! This is serious your Aunt Bell is in grave danger!" She had tears threatening to spill, and her lip quivered. Whoever this other ghost is they must scare her.

I walked over to Ellie and attempted to wrap her in a hug. "Become solid please." I whispered while looking her in the eyes. She's not ugly, I just now realized how beautiful she is and that she once was a real girl. She nodded her head and became more solid. I quickly pulled her into a hug. "Who is this other ghost?"

"M-my step father." She cried tightening her grip around me. "Sh-Sh-Sh. It's going to be okay." I whispered while rubbing circles in her back. "H-how do y-you know it will be?" She sobbed harder in my shoulder. "I can feel it."

"D-does t-that mea-n w-we are fine?" I pulled away from the hug and looked her in the eyes. "As sure as the Earth is a sphere." I said to her smirking a little. "I thought it was flat." She then giggled and looked me in the eyes. Before I knew it we were both leaning closer and closer and finally our lips met. Lavender and the smell of death was so much stronger now, and it was almost suffocating me. Her lips and my lips molded together and it felt like her lips were made for mine.

I snaked my left arm to her lower back pushing her closer to me. She wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled my lips closer to hers. I let my right hand go and cradle the back of her head. I slowly massaged her bottom lip with my lips, rubbing it and licking it. (It's her bottom lip nothing else!)

She slowly opened her mouth for me. I quickly pushed my tongue into her mouth. I don't care if she's dead she is still a girl. I nudged her tongue with my tongue and in response she wrapped her tongue around mine. I softly breathed through my nose. She tried pushing my tongue out with her own. And my hand began to trail lower down her back. Her small fingers started to tangle in my hair.

I parted from the kiss realizing what we just did was probably wrong. "I'm sorry Ellie-" I was quickly cut off by her lips on mine again. I couldn't help but smile while kissing her. But this time she pulled away and looked me in the eyes. "It's okay I wanted to kiss you. But besides that how do we stop him?" Him who's him? Oh right him, her step father.

"Ellie not to piss you off but can you tell me what happened that day you moved in with him?" She walked over to the window and leaned on it. "Me and my mother if I can even call her that anymore. Moved into this house since she was engaged to Nick my step-father.  She was so happy that she finally found love after my real dad who went to the dungeon well jail. So that day when we got to his house he acted like he was so happy that I existed and was my moms daughter. Later my mom went to my room the one we are in right now, she told me she was going to the market and would be back soon she just need some yarn and a spinning wheel. So after she left me and my goat Betsy were sitting on my bed while I was drawing my old home and other goats when he came into the room. I noticed he was armed he held a whip and a knife. I t-tried to make an escape I ran to my window but, he hits with the whip and I fell and he stabbed me. He cut my cheek and stabbed my back and slit my throat. I was dead. But my soul rose and I was able to see what he did. He killed Betsy and my mum and him ate Betsy. I know he threw me out the window a-nd  then came back and dragged my body inside. I don't know what else happened after that."

I looked at her, she had her head lying low. "Don't worry Ellie I will help you." Where would someone hide a body? The garden. "Ellie come with me." "Okay." She whispered silently. She's probably sad. Why did I make her tell me? She started floating behind me down the stairs.

I pushed open the front door and walked towards the garden. I am going to need a shovel if I'm going to search for her body and help Ellie rest in peace.

Do I even want her to leave? Of course I do so she can be happy. But I want her to stay. In the past few days I've grown attached to her.

I walked towards the shed and opened. It also stank of death. Geez how many corpses have been in here rotting? I pulled out my phone and switched to flash light. Right in the middle of the room was what looked like a really old corpse of a goat. Betsy. Probably. I continued to look in here dead raccoons. And hunks of meat hanging on the walls. This must be a slaughter house. I nearly dropped my phone at the sound of bones crunching and the sound of a saw tearing through flesh.

I turned around and looked on the right. Stairs leading into a basement. I walked over to the stairs and heard the shed door shutting. Probably Ellie. "Not cool Ellie." I whispered, covering my nose so the smell of dead rotting animals doesn't kill me. I put my foot down on the first step. It was darker and cooler down here. It smelt musty and also of decaying flesh.

I didn't move I felt a cold presence behind me. I slowly turned around and looked behind me. Nobody. Just then a large shadowy figure appeared in front of me and pushed me down the old stairs with so much force.

Boom!

Crash!

Pop!

Snap!

My whole body hurt after the fall. I sat up carefully feeling a sharp pain in my ribs. "Ugh." I groaned, rubbing my head. My whole body ached with tremendous pain after that deadly fall. I dusted the dirt off my body. I looked around for my phone, which was my only source of light. I got on my knees and started crawling in a random direction feeling the ground in search of my phone or something, anything that can produce light.

I felt something flat and cold probably my phone. I tried picking it up, it was really lodged into the dirt. Once I got it out the dirt it didn't feel like my phone. I felt around more and could tell it was a skull. I let out a loud shriek and throw the skull in a random direction. I heard the saw again it was louder this time.

I crawled away from the sound not sure where I was going or where the stairs where. I felt what felt like a small cardboard box. I picked it up and felt the side. It was a box of matches! I opened it and lucky me there where a few not sure how many but it was enough to help me find a way out. I took a match and started lighting it. It didn't light at first so I tried again and finally it lit. It was a small amount of light but at least I could see. Maybe it would've been better not to see.

Bodies.

Dead.

Dead. Bodies. Hanging.

So many bodies of people where hanging. The bodies weren't even dressed. Some missing heads or other appendages. Each body was cut open and was just skin hanging. No blood except dried up blood which stained the dirt floor. Oh... My... God... This place is definitely a slaughter house. I am definitely going to have nightmares. I heard the saw again and this time it sounded as if it was behind me.

I turned around so quick that it blew out the match. I quickly grabbed a new one and let it. I couldn't believe what I saw.  Aunt Bell tied down to a table and was being cut open by the saw.