Short Stories

Haunted

He is coming for me.

It is coming for me. I don't know. But something definitely is. And no matter what I do, I can't seem to escape it. I went to a priest, a monk, I desperately tried to get anyone to exorcised me. But it was still there. Please save me... someone...

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Work went as per usual today; shitty as always. Nothing new. Jerry and Tony behaving like assholes to me was no surprise. This time they thought it was okay to take credit for my work. Now I have to start my project all over again. What do I get? Reprimanded by the boss. I was forced to work overtime today. Its the same cycle over and over again.

But this time, it was different.

This time I don't feel so bad.

Barbara's here.

She started her job here about a month ago. Somehow, we always end up together, which makes my day better each time. Her vibrant, wavy red hair. She got that plumb and curvy body, just the way I like it. Don't forget her eyes... It's like she is Medusa, you can't move once she's got her eyes on you. Maybe she is actually a reincarnation of Aphrodite.

Now you're just being weird. I thought to myself, but I can never get her out of my head.

Tonight, it was just me and Barbara alone in the office. Our desks weren't too far from one another, I could still talk to her. What do I say? Do I just go over with a pathetic "hey"? That's too lame. Before I could even think of anything else, she approached me instead.

"Working late again? Those guys sure are nothing but trouble" She spoke.

I just stared at her instead of actually responding something. You really are a pussy. I told myself. Can't even talk to a girl.  "Tell you what, how bout we go the that bar across the street from here after this. I've got a performance tonight and I'd love it if you'd be there to watch." She asked me. I nodded in silence and we went back to finish our work for the day.

I was in complete silence as we walk towards the bar. I had no idea that she was a performer. I wonder what she does. Singer? Dancer? Burlesque? I started to picture her in an extravagant lingerie dancing around a pole. Pervert. I called myself. We reached the bar and I took the seat near the stage while she went to dress up. As I was waiting, I decided to observe everyone. There is hardly a single lady in this bar and most men in here are probably over 40. Does she perform here every night in front of all these men? That can be quite worrying.

The curtains pull, and the light shined on Barbara. She was wearing a jet black dress with a slit that showed off one of her legs and her gold stiletto. The bodice was cover with lacy flowery patterns up till her sleeves which covered her entire arms. Her lips were painted Prussian blue. Her eyes... they weren't hazel anymore. They were pitch black. As though her soul had disappeared. I started to get an eerie vibe from this room. It felt like everyone was just staring at me in hunger, waiting to attack. I didn't dare move. That was, until Barbara took a step towards me. I didn't bother grabbing my coat, I just ran out of the bar, and as far as I could. I didn't even bother to look where I was going.

What was that? Has she been the woman that's coming after me? What is she then? A demon? Witch? I took a cab home and took a long warm bath to forget about the horrors of today. And maybe not show up at work tomorrow. 

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The water is boiling. The water in my bathtub is boiling. But I couldn't feel the heat. Instead, my body was slowly starting to disappear. What's happening?

I ended up in some kind of cult-looking room, everyone was wearing a hooded robe with the antichrist sign printed on them. I saw Barbara standing in front of everyone. When I took a step forward, I realised, that's not Barbara. Whatever that is, her skin was scaly, and had six horns on her head. Her feet looked like a horse' feet and a long furry tail. When she turned to me, she said "Come now, I have decided. You will be my groom."

Why is this happening to me?

Come to think of it, I started to feel this weird presence that something is coming for me ever since Barbara started her job.