MES: Trick or Treat

Vacuous Desire

Written by: whimzy_bookie

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A doorbell rang.

I looked at the clock and I realized it is already dark out.

I must have dosed off again.

Another ring.

A small knock.

A familiar voice. "Seems like no one's home, sweetie. Let's go—"

An all too familiar voice that made me quickly get up from bed. I felt my chest constrict from the pain. The pain of what-ifs and regrets, anger from fate's cruelty and from my own cowardliness.

I shouldn't open the door. I should get back to bed and spend more years trying to bury memories of her. I should start over by torturing myself for letting her go. I should not be tempted to see her again and lose the little sanity that's left from ten years of agony.

But my idiot of a self argued— just a glimpse. Just one glimpse. Then I'll leave. I'll look for a new place again. All the effort of moving to a different place, establishing a new identity, all that and more, will be okay. Just one glimpse of her and it would all be worth it.

Another small knock.

I again heard her speak, "Sweetie, let's go."

She's about to walk away. I should see her. It's been ten years since the last time I saw her — although she haunts my dreams each time, I need a new image in my mind that I could use over and over, I reasoned to myself again.

In one second, I was at the door.

I hurriedly opened.

"Wait May—" was all I could say.

I heard a small voice speak somewhere. "Trick or treat."

But I didn't dare move my eyes from watching her look up. I didn't dare blink, lest I miss a second of gazing upon her beautiful existence.

The girl who haunted my dreams for the past ten years, the girl who taught me love, the girl who taught me to let go, the girl who got away from the harsh fate of loving me. The one I let get away.

She's grown so much from the girl of nineteen that I used to know and have come to love.

I met her when I was filled with nothing, living for nothing, destroying everything that met my way. You see, I was a monster. I monster that cannot die and a monster that never lived.

Back in the day, around a thousand or so years, I was a prince with great ambitions to live forever. Oh how cruel life was, because it gifted me with a blessing that turned into a curse. I was granted a curse to live forever.

I am an immortal.

The invisible being who gave me this curse took the desire in my heart after I saved an ethereal creature from being exploited by the evils of the world.

When I asked, all that's been said was: An ethereal creature that doesn't have an existence grants you the desire of your heart.

And it did.

I was ecstatic to have it at first. But fast forward to now, I wish in my heart, I could give it back.

But I can't.

I asked a million times. All the invisible being said was: Only when you let go of that desire in your heart will an ethereal creature with no existence be borne to existence and take that curse from you. Then and only then will you find the peace you so ask.