she loved more than she ever killed.....

chapter 3

Present day

1964Seattle

Christmas

“SoDeehoney are you ready to take off? Ok look I am not some galactic time lord and it really doesn’t help if you don’t talk.” Adrialle said. Disha was only staring at him. Till this date everything supernatural meant crap to her. Her maw maw used to tell her stories about ghouls, goblins, spirits etc but she never in her life had imagined that any of these would be true. “So Jon I mean Adrialle you mean to say that I am dead and I am going to heaven? You mean to say there is a HEAVEN?” Disha asked almost overwhelmed

Adrialle replied irritably,” what part of lets take off and go do u not understand? What do you think this is some crappy TV show where I am going to shout PUNKED and your friend will say ‘heyDeeyou are on scare tactics’? Of course there is heaven. You are going to go and see it for yourself and just for the record there is hell too. I bet you don’t want to go there.”

Disha sat down in agony it was true though she was feeling exceptionally light and she remembered each and every moment of the torture. The chain saw the variety of tongues running all over her. Being raped by each and every one of those men. The stabbings and punch the kicks. The thought sent chills through her. Although she wasn’t getting cold anymore or feeling any actual pain. She could also sense that her wounds no longer existed. When her soul came out of the body she was wiped clean. All of a sudden she realized something. It was then she felt as if an ice cube just slid through her throat. She was naked.

“What have you done to my clothes you son of a bitch??” she screamed trying to cover herself. “You pathetic pervert reaper!!”

Adrialle simply smirked “look sugar 2 things, firstly stop trying to cover yourself, you look stupid and I have already seen that tattoo on your ass. Malcom huh? How touching, I can almost cry. And 2ndly I have seen better women. Its not that you are bad to look at but let’s face it you are 20 you should see Isabel her boobs are bigger… and umm well. Here you go...” then he clapped and Disha was dressed in a yellow cocktail dress. “Oops too loud” and then the outfit was changed to normal shirt and trousers.

Disha was slightly embarrassed and humiliated. She always had the impression that men wanted her because beauty, body and hair were something she totally had. Not always but lots of diet control after high school totally did the job. It sounded really silly but she had actually started liking Adrialle.

They started walking through the Christmassy Seattle streets. Disha could see people out of their houses putting up decorations, a lady making wreaths with her little girl. A beautiful choir practicing carols. People were out on the streets rushing with their last minute shopping. There were people taking photos with the Santa.  Then something caught her eye. There was a girl who couldn’t have been more than 8 and was holding onto her mother. She had long hair just like Disha and had two lovely long pigtails. It brought back a long lost Christmas memory…..

Christmas Eve

2000

Illinois

The Swans had been a nice family all along till now. They had a decent house in the suburbs although they were still paying back the loans. The man of the house Patrick Swan had a nice and steady job at a firm. his wife charlotte taught a few kindergarten kids and it was her duty to look after the two girls Disha and Kathy. Everything looked picture perfect.

Christmas brought a whole lot of people together. Relatives, close friends, neighbors, colleagues and many others whom you might not want to entertain but its Christmas man!

The Swans were having a lot of people over for the Christmas Eve dinner. The girls were running all around the house andCharlottewas busy doing the prep.

As Kathy was taking her afternoon nap Disha rushed into the kitchen. “Mommy I want to help you cook the Christmas dinner too. Can we save turkey for Santa?” Disha asked almost jumping up and down. “You don’t have to sweetie I have got it all covered.”Charlottereplied.Charlottewas undoubtedly one of the most beautiful women one could ever lay their eyes on. She was a perfect example of one of those duchesses of the Victorian era. The ones who had their smiles plastered to their faces at all times. Who were dressed elegantly from top to toe. Not even forgetting the string of pearls which hung on their necks every single day.

“Wow mommy you can do everything daddy must be so proud of you.” Disha said and hugged her mom.Charlottegave her one of those famous smiles of hers. “I am a good wife honey. I prepare your father’s meals. I pick his favourite flowers from our garden, I cook up those gourmet dishes and you know most importantly I wear the veil at all times.”Charlottesmiled again. “I know what a veil is aunt Mary Jane wore a white one at her wedding. But I have never seen you wearing it. Is it invisible?” Disha asked confused.

“Yes sweetie its invisible it’s something I use to hide myself and keep myself protected from the world. It conceals my emotions inside me. You should learn to put on the veil too if you want a happy life. Or else people just get inside you and they tear you apart. Your daddy knows how much I love him but he doesn’t know the fact that I know about his adultery.”Charlottesaid still keeping that smile. “What is adultery mommy?” Disha asked innocently. “You will know.  Hope my veil is good enough to get your dad back. Now off you go. I need to get ready for the dinner party.”

That night was a huge success at the Swan’s.Charlotte’s taste was admired. Her food was out of the world. She looked like Marilyn Monroe only brunette. She was a wonderful hostess. Patrick’s boss was beyond pleased. “You are so lucky to have such a wife Mr. Swan.” They said. “Indeed I am.”

The very next day Patrick moved out with his colleague violet. Leaving his wife and girls to suffer alone in this world.

This taught Disha 2 things. She understood the meaning of adultery and learned that the veil her mother was talking about had just kicked them on their lily white asses.

So the 2000 Christmas Eve was the last day till which the swan family can be called perfect.

Disha’s spirit gasped. This memory was the reason she hated Christmas so much. They were walking for about 3 hours now. “Mr. Reaper may I ask you a question.” Disha asked timidly. “Shoot and please call me Adrialle I thought we were friends. Ouch you hurt my feelings.” He said. “Whatever Adrialle. Why the hell are we walking? Can’t you just zap and get the hell out of here. We can’t walk to heaven right?” Disha enquired.

“I wish I could. The last apparition fromLawrenceto this past has put me out of my reaper juice. So we are going to a point where we can zap properly. Anything else?” he asked pouting. I shook my head.

After another hour of walking I asked, “Who is Isabel?” he literally jumped. “Well umm another reaper. We had a history. But she left me for a douche bagEugene. Gosh I miss the apparition sex! ” He said I a melancholy tone. “Wow reaper romance. Guess they get each-other bodies for valentine’s day.” Disha murmured. “I heard you!” he said angrily.

“Adrialle when we were young we were taught that if we commit good deeds we go to heaven and if we do the vice versa we go to hell right?” she asked. “Yeah so? What’s your point?”

“Why are you taking me to heaven then? There must be some mistake. Don’t you know what sort of stuff I used to do?” Disha asked confused. “Well I don’t know about that. All I do is follow orders. I do what the lord says and apparently he thinks you deserve heaven.” He smiled.

They walked for a few more hours and then they reached a valley. “Now its time to zap!”

Everything went blank and heaven welcomed them with open arms. “It was nice meeting youDeeI got to go now bye” Adrialle said and zap.

Disha was alone now. The sight which met her eyes took the wind out of her sails.

(To be continued)