The Horror of Us

Broken Beloveds

     Malakai and Sarah were the most known couple in the town of Hallowsville. Everyone believed that nothing could get in their relationship, for they were to be married in the summer. All of the townspeople were gathering for what was going to be the most popular wedding anyone and everyone was going to. Everyone was happy,  especially the couple, everything was perfect.

Until the unspeakable happened.............................

In spring of 1862, a deadly disease spread throughout Hallowsville. Today, that disease is known as tuberculosis. The disease ended up infecting Sarah and killed her two months before the wedding. Malakai, in his grief, shuts everyone out and normally spent his days in his study thinking about what could have been. On the third day of complete agony, Malakai was searching through his old family heirlooms. He found a pocket watch, no larger than a half dollar, that shown a bright golden color. Malakai remembered the small, almost blurry memory of his father and his continuous ability to rub the pocket watch and wished upon it.

Malakai also remembered one of his father's wishes, that occurred when their family had been close to poverty. His father had whispered to the little watch," In three days, I wish to get a raise."Malakai became overwhelmed with excitement and hope as he remembered that his father had been given exactly that.

Malakai grabbed the pocket watch in a flash, rubbed it, closed his eyes and whispered," In three days, I wish my dearest Sarah would be alive again."

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     On the third day, Malakai paced anxiously across his living room and gave the front door frequently waiting for his love to burst the door open and embrace him and tell him that everything was going to be okay now. He had been doing the same thing for the past two days. It was surprising that he had not worn a hole in the wooden floorboards yet. The dark clouds from outside opened up and rain poured down. Night fell and Malakai began to doubt the magic of the pocket watch.

" What if it was just a coincidence," he said as he thought of his father's wish being granted. rain continued to beat down on Malakai's home and, to Malakai, it felt as though the rain was his tears and the thunder was his heart breaking once again. Malakai's shoulders slumped and he trudged slowly to his bedroom to try to sleep away the grief and pain. It was like losing her all over agin.

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        CRASH! Malakai woke with a start. What the hell was that? , he thought to himself. A burglar? He got up out of bed, lit the candle that rested on his bedside table, grabbed the candle holder, and walked cautiously downstairs to investigate. The old floorboards squeaked as he stepped down slowly. 

Very slowly.

CRASH! Malakai's heart sped up quickly. The sound came from the kitchen. 

"Who is there!?!?" Malakai shouted as he walked down the hallway that lead to the kitchen. He glanced at the grandfather clock. It was 10:37 pm. 

Malakai reached the kitchen door. He took a couple deep breathes and flew the door wide open. He held the candle holder if front of him like a shield. His entire body felt like he had been doused in ice water when he saw what was in the kitchen.  A girl with stringy black hair that reached her waist swung around. She had a steel pot in one hand and a brown lump object in the other. It took Malakai a moment to realize that this person was Sarah and the white nightgown she was wearing was the exact same one she was wearing when she died.

 Malakai's first instinct was to run towards her and see if she was alright, but instead, he took a step back when seeing her face. It showed no emotion, just blankness, and her face was extremely pale like there wasn't any blood left within her, with just a hint of green. But this was not the reason behind him stepping away from her,

It was the eyes

Her eyes were pitch black, darker than any midnight known to man. The creature in front of him tilted its head and said in a crackly voice," Kai?" 

Malakai tensed and knew that this.........................thing was not his fiance. Malakai thought up a plan to get rid of this hideous creature and he believed that his plan was solid. He stepped forward, full of confidence and said,"Sarah, my dear, what a pleasure to see you. You seem exhausted. Let us go to bed and tomorrow morning  we can go for a lovely stroll." 

Sarah smiled a yellow toothed smile and replied," Oh Malakai, I'm not tired at all, I was just trying to make you breakfast, see?" She held up the brown lump object and with a now clearer view, Malakai noticed that it was a dead rat.

Malakai stepped forward and said,"Oh no, that's okay, I'm not hungry darling." Not anymore, at least, he thought to himself. He gently grabbed her wrists and made her set the steel pot on the counter along with the dead rat, all the while he fought the urge to cringe and gag both by the dead rat and the wretched smell coming off her body in waves. "Since you are so full of energy, shall we just attend to the stroll now?" Malakai asked, hoping to get this plan over and done with.   

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          A half an hour later, Malakai and Sarah walked out of Malakai's house, both in their daily clothes. Malakai was just abut sprinting to get to their destination. He held Sarah with one hand while the other was in his pocket holding a hammer and a couple of bolts. They reached the entrance to the Hallowsville cemetery. 

" Ah, the cemetery," said Malakai with unreliable shock. "Why don't we go on in, I feel this need to pay my respects to my old man."  He leads a very confused Sarah into the cemetery and he headed right towards Sarah's gravestone. 

"Malakai," Sarah said cautiously,"What are we doing over here?" She noticed her Grandfather's gravestone. Malakai was silent, even as they reached Sarah Elizabeth Miller's gravestone. Sarah gasped, stepped forward and ran a hand over the opened coffin. For a couple of seconds, they both gaped at the scene before them. A hole the size of the coffin was in the ground and reached about 9 feet deep. To the right of the hole was the coffin and to the left was a pile of dirt. 

It's now or never, thought Malakai and he stepped forward and pushed Sarah into the coffin. She struggled, but the enormous dress kept her down. 

" Malakai WHAT ARE YOU DOING," screeched Sarah as Malakai quickly slid the coffin lid on top of her.

" I'm sorry dear, but you died a month ago and whatever you are now is unnatural, I see that now," Malakai murmured sullenly and he nailed the five bolts down that were in his pocket. After the last bolt was nailed down into the dark abyss.

"MALAKAI HARTLEY, YOU WILL PAY FOR THIS," Sarah screamed as Malakai shoved the last of dirt over the edge and sat down, resting his head on, Sarah, his beloved's, gravestone.

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        "And that my dear girl, is why you don't mess with fate," said an old townswoman to her grandchild. 

"But grandma, what happened to Mr. Hartley?" 

The old woman sighed and said," He died of the same disease not to long after, and the gravediggers were nice enough to bury him beside his lover. Here I'll show you." They both walked over to the two ravestones. 

"Those poor people," cried the young girl.

"Indeed, my child, Indeed," said the old woman with black eyes, darker than any midnight known to man. She smiled at Malakai's grave and whispered,"Gottcha!" 

The echo of her laugh rang out through the cemetery.