My Obsession 3

Part 2

That night, I fixed me and Diana a drink from the mini-bar. We had the usual. I took Diana upstairs, so she could see the bedroom and the full upstairs floor. Diana and I then settled on a rare steak with fries and peppercorn sauce for dinner. It felt so natural to be with her again and I was so happy I made the decision to use wicca to bring her back. Then, I realised the grave. I left the coffin out of the pathway, I didn't burry it again. Speaking of that, there was a pound at the door. I ran to the door and Diana was just about to open it.

"NO!" I screamed loudly. It startled Diana and she looked at me. I pushed her into a cupboard and locked it. Brushing myself down, I opened the door and a young woman was at the door.

"Jackson, we have terrible news," the woman said to me, "my daughter, Diana has been taken away from her grave."

"Oh, my goodness," I replied trying to sound as sad as possible, "any idea who it was?"

"Why yes we do," she said, "it was the guy who loved her most, Daniel."

She left the house, tears streaming down her face. I closed the door and unlocked the cupboard. Diana looked at me. She ran past me and into the kitchen. I followed her and in the kitchen, she held a knife. Diana turned to face me.

"Are you not proud of me?" she asked.

"Of course I am!" I replied.

"LIAR!" she screamed, "you didn't want them to see me. You think I'm ugly!"

She ran over to me and plunged the knife into my heart. My world went black and I went dizzy. She had murdered me before my very eyes. Where did we go wrong?