Short story oneshots

Haunting Spirits

A/N this was sparked by an Rp my friend and I did where Wilford hears Damien and Celine as voices.

Wilford sighed as he sat besides Grey on the couch, rain and thunder going on outside the house. Grey looked over to the man,"What's wrong?"
   Wilford sighed again,"Damien and Celine are fighting, they've been at it all day." He ran a hand over his face,"I think Damien just won, I started to tune them out so I don't know."
   Grey put a hand on his knee,"I'll make some hot chocolate for us then, that'll get you up." Wilford smiled as she headed over to the kitchen to start making the drink.
   'Don't trust her! She could stab you in the back! Betray you, tear your life apart!' Damien yelled suddenly, he must still be quite mad from the argument. Wilford took a deep breath to calm himself from the jumpscare,"She's fine Damien, we've known her for months now. And if she were to do something it'd probably had been done by now," He claimed, trying to calm the spirit. Damien huffed,"I'll show you both." He said bitterly.
   Grey walked over with two cups of hot chocolate, setting them down on the table,"Here ya go colonel chocolate!" She joked, her smile faded as she looked at Wilford."Wilford, you okay?" The candy man took a ragged breath as he clumped his hair, looking down at the ground as he started to shake. Grey put a hand on his shoulder,"Wilford calm down please, we need you to calm down before we can work through this." She said, trying to calm the man.
   Thunder struck outside and the rain hammered harder. Wilford stopped shaking, a low chuckled started up."I-It worked.It Worked!" He started laughing, hands falling from his hair. Grey backed away, not knowing what was going on.
   "Wilford? Are you alright?" She tried her best to keep her voice calm as the man slowly stood up, a crazed look in his eyes.
    "Oh just peachy, my dear." Wilford said cruelly, his voice somehow sounding lower and sinister.
   "Wilford please stop this, calm down." Grey tried as she backed away from the approaching man.
   Thunder struck again,"I'm not Wilford." He said as Grey backed into a wall,"I'm Damien, and I'm in control now." Lightning flashed as Damien struck Grey. He struck her again and laughed as she fell down,"Not so tough when it comes to hurting Wilford now, isn't it?" Damien teased, sending a kick to Grey's chest. He chuckled again as he stepped onto her throat, making it hard to breath.
    "P-please stop." Grey forced out, fear clear in her voice. Damien stared into her eyes as he pressed harder down. Grey eventually blacked out as the attack continued, numb to pain as she was unconscious.
    Grey woke up still against the wall, slowly pushing herself up despite new pain crackling through her. She brought her self to a sitting position against the wall, wondering where that man had gone seeing as it was now the next day. Her question was answered as Wilford walked down the hall and into the living room, he gasped and raced to Grey."Grey? Who did this?"
  He reached out to her but stopped as she winced away from his touch,"Y-you did, Damien did." She answered. Wilford had a horrified look on his face as he looked at all the bruises now littering Grey.
   "W-we have to g-get you to a hospital then, and see the extent of the damage."
  The damage was bad as the doctor checked up on Grey, luckily they believed she had gotten into a fight, which is half the truth. Grey eventually was able to be returned home and Wilford brought her back. It had been a quiet evening as Wilford hadn't really been talking at all. Grey walked down the hall but stopped as she hear Wilford.
    "This is your fault Damien! I told you she was fine." The spirit in turn was creating an explanation to the behavior. Wilford brought his knees to his chest on the couch,"I'm a monster." He whispered to himself, repeating over and over even as Grey sat next to him and tried to comfort him. And late in the night when Grey retired to bed, he repeated the mantra until sleep finally claimed him.