Elixir

Chapter 8 - The Reality of Death

Hey guys!! This chapter was soooo looong. It took my three days to write! On Microsoft word it was four pages and thats a lot for me!! I figured that I better write a long chapter though to make up for those short mini chapters!! By the way, I have over 100 reads now!! Hurray!! Thanks all my fans for being a great support, now I feel like I have a reason to write more. :)

xoxo - Brielle

As we left home, I pretended that I was asleep so that my mom wouldn’t ask me questions about the dance. I was grateful that Katie followed my example.

When we got home, I was fretting around my room deciding what to do. How do you handle a situation like this? If anyone has an answer for me, than I will love you for the rest of eternity. But I didn’t know. Call the police? Then what? What would that accomplish? Venen going to jail? Possibly Alex? Did I want that? I had no idea what my feelings were, so I just figured that I would sleep on it. I needed to talk to Katie though, talk to her about NOT telling Mom, because she would only worry, and I figured that she was stressed enough as it was, but I had no idea what she was stressed out about.

After I was sure that my mom was asleep, I began to get out of bed, but not before I heard a small nock on the door and a head pop in. I quickly got back on the covers, not knowing if it was my mom or not, before I heard a quiet and high pitched voice say, “Violet, can we talk?” IT was Katie. I nearly sighed of relief.

“Come here.” I whispered, and I felt her climb into bed with my and rest her head on my chest. “I can’t sleep Vi, I’m scared.” She said. I felt sorry for her. “ I know Katie, it’s okay.” I cooed. She had to go through the worst night of her life, and she couldn’t cry about it, and she had a man, (well to her he might as well have been a man) put a knife to her throat and threaten to kill her basically. All because of me. I felt shame and guilt seep into my heart and I wanted to cry out in pain. I could have killed her! All because I had gone out with Alex. I had almost killed the person I loved the most in the world. All because of some boy. I wasn’t going to talk to him or Venen ever again, maybe then he would leave me and my sister alone.

I hugged Katie tight to my chest, I felt so, so guilty for hurting her I wanted to hurt myself. I let her do what I hadn’t in years, ever since I turned about twelve. I let her snuggle up against me and go to sleep. I would protect her from anything and everything, from things as small as bad dreams to a man putting a knife to her throat. She was my little sister and I was going to take care of her. Until the day I died.

Which would be a lot sooner than I imagined.

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Darkness that was the only thing I saw, a piercing nothingness, a void filled with nothing but empty space. I couldn’t feel my arms or legs but I was very conscious as too what was happening. It was like I was I soul left to wander about nothing. My emotions were flat, like I didn’t care that my life was over and I had no more beauty, like I didn’t care that there was nothing left to me that mattered anymore. I wasn’t scared; I didn’t have a body or emotions to care.

I stayed in the nothingness for who knows how long, as there was no time to tell, until I started falling.

I fell, aware that I was falling, but yet not having a body to fall with. I was like I felt the sensation of falling, but without a body to be physically falling. My emotions started to come back to me, one by one, and then I got scared. I began hearing someone screaming, A loud, piercing scream that only later did I realize was coming from me.

I fell for what felt like days. There was still no time to tell. Then I saw a light. It was small, but it grew bigger and bigger the faster and faster I fell. I was racing toward this light, whatever it was, and I wasn’t showing signs of slowing down anytime soon.

As I fell, I realized that the light that I was falling towards had taken a shape. A round shape. I was falling toward the Earth.

As I fell faster and faster toward Earth, I realized that I could now feel wind slapping roughly against my body. A part of me knew that I shouldn’t be alive, that I would have died by now without oxygen and I probably would have caught fire by now, but I shoved those thoughts to the back of my mind and just focused on where I was going.

I recognized North America, and then Texas. I didn’t see anything after that, because I had closed my eyes, fearing what was going to happen once I landed, and I didn’t want to see it. But eventually I felt my body slow down and land on solid ground. I opened my eyes.

I was in a cemetery. That was the first thing that registered as I opened my eyes. I was surrounded by graves and headstones. Out of all the places on Earth, why was I at a cemetery? I was already dead, so why did I need to go to the place where you go after you died? Then I recognized what cemetery I was in. I had only been here once, but it had left an impression on me. This was the cemetery where my grandmother had been buried in. Why was I here?

I realized that I was standing on a grave. It was a pretty gravestone; one with flowers engraved and made of stone. I headstone I would have liked to have. I wondered who’s gravestone it was. I read the words engraved on the gravestone:

Here Lies Violet Acacia – Beloved Daughter and Sister

I screamed. Here was where I was buried. All of my life just ends up here, buried in the Earth forever, just taking up space. I was repulsed. My whole life means nothing. In just a few years, maybe when Katie had children and their kids have children, I won’t even be remembered. My gravestone will wear away and my body will slowly decompose.

Just as I thought that, I fell again.

I fell, right into the Earth, straight down right in front of the gravestone. I fell quickly, and just as I was about to scream again, I noticed that I had stopped. I couldn’t feel the soil around me, but I could see it, and somehow, I could see past it. Until I reached the coffin.

It was made of an elegant wood, mahogany I thought, etched with gold and rusting on the sides. I analyzed the coffin, correction, my coffin, taking in every inch. My body was frozen in horror, my mouth agape in a silent scream. Emotions flooded through my body, anger, fear and love were just a few. I felt numb.

“When will this end?” I thought, just as the latch that was holding the coffin closed burst and the door flew open. And I saw my body.

My face was barely recognizable, the flesh and bone showed the rotting skin of my body. The yellow dress that I was in was clinging to my rotting body, filthy and covered in dirt and bugs. My arms and legs were bony, and you could see the outline of bone through skin. I noticed maggots and flies and all kinds of bugs crawling through my flesh. But worst of all was my eyes. They were yellow and rotten, maggots swarming through them, eating what was left of my eyeballs. They were a nasty yellow and sunken into my hallow face. All my beauty had been in those eyes, and now they were the worst part of my body.

I was on fire. My screams of horror echoed through my mind, filling me body with uncontrolled fear and rage. Fear of death, and rage at the fact that I had let myself die. I should have tried harder to stay alive.

My eyes flew open. I was covered in sweat. I looked around. Where was I? It took my mind a little bit to register that I was in my bed. Katie was asleep next to me, snoring soundly.

It had all been just a dream…