Death Eyes

Chapter 8

Chapter 8

-Don't you die on me! He shouts desperately. I need to know! I need to know when I will die!

"What is he talking about?" I could not focus since my body felt like burning. The pain was uncontrollable. I could not even speak. All I could do was stare at his eyes. They were dark, full of hatred and desperation. Like mine.

Suddenly I realized something. I could move my hands! "I guess the drug has worn off. Shit how long was I out?" I slowly tried moving other parts of my body, but the pain was intense. I felt like puking and fainting at the same time. "Weak, weak". I felt so weak and helpless. I hated this feeling. It is how she should have felt.

"Fuck. I guess it will end shortly" I say to myself, as I look around in order to distract myself. John has used my blood to write some weird things around and on me in a circular manner. The couch was dripping with blood.

-I hope this makes you happy. I muttered. I have no idea why I said that but I was not given much time to think about it since suddenly the ground started shaking.

-What is going on? I started silently. I was surprised on how low and thin my voice sounded.

All I got as a response was a hysteric laugh.

-IT IS HAPPENING! IT IS FINALLY HAPPENING! He screamed.

"What? What is happening? Please explain! I hate not knowing! I hate it! I hate... I hate ...him! I hate this condition! I hate feeling like this! I hate my miserable life...I hate everyone and everything! I hate...me..."

I could not even complete my thoughts when I saw the room getting darker and darker and a black mass descending from the ceiling. I think I heard John laughing. I think I saw his insides explode. Everything has happening so fast! I saw the room practically being torn apart and John's parts scattering around it. I think I heard a voice calling my name.

-What do you want? I screamed, scared shitless. There was no answer. Just...silence.

"NO!" No I hate silence! Being left alone with my thoughts is the worst thing that could happen.

-Please... I begged whoever was out there. Don't leave me alone with my mind.

-Issssthissss your wishhhh? A snakelike voice echoed in the room.

"Wish? What was it talking about? At that moment I gladly realised I could move my body. Everything was pitch black though so I simply seated up and looked at nothing.

-What do you mean wish? Was I losing my mind? There was no one there! I was talking to a voice!

-One wish for one sacrifissssseeeee. The voice echoed again, sending chills down my spine.

"But I was the sacrifice..."

-I want to be happy... I said without giving much thought into it. I want to see her again and be happ...

A cold laugh stopped me midsentenced.

-One wishhhhhh, it shrieked. Her or happy...

For eth first time I stopped and thought.

-What will it cost?

-You already gave him, the voice replied and suddenly images of John being dissected flash before me.

-But he was no virgin. I say.

-No need for a virgin...

I want to throw up. This is too much. Why was I even alive? My clock had ended a long time ago.

-I want Crystal back. I firmly answer.

-I seeee.

Suddenly I see a hand emitting from the shadows, reaching mine. As it touches me I feel a sharp pain, like my hand is on fire. I shut my eyes tightly and with this stinging feeling the ground collapses and the darkness swallow me.