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I appear on a round table. People surrounded me with astounding looks on their faces. I tried flashing away but I was stuck. I peeked over the table and saw salt everywhere. I cringed and looked at every face surrounding me. I see the three men who tried executing me. Then I turned around to see Hannah, smirking. She's satisfied with catching me. I want to charge at her but there is no way I'm leaving from here. One person was missing from the whole situation and that was Harry.
I searched the table and room carefully but he wasn't in sight.
"No need to worry about him, honey." Hannah spoke and I swooshed around to her disgusting face.
"Where's he?" I seethed and she smiled.
"He's fine, he's by a friend." She air quoted "by a friend", "but he's actually looking for you."
"You're a bitch." I snapped.
"No, you're the bitch." She snapped, "You hid my Chanel and broke it. That's a lot of money, Casper." I stared at her carefully. She named me Casper. A smirk displayed across her disturbing face. She's beautiful but with the personality she carries she looks like a little witch.
"When I get from this table I will hurt you!" I barked and she chuckled wickedly.
"I'm untouchable, honey." She smiled.
"We'll see." I narrowed my eyes trying to intimidate her but she didn't budge a little.
"I think it's time for you to move on, you've been here long enough." She voiced and I wanted to jump on her but I couldn't pass that salt. "Have fun in the light, or in the unfinished."
"Think about what you're doing Hannah not only are you hurting me but H-"
"I'm hurting, Harry?" She laughed, "Is the Specter in love with my boyfriend?" She teased.
"I hate you, I will hunt you till the day you die."
"Well start now, babe." She smiled.
"What does that's mean?" I questioned but she ignored me and smiled wider.
"Preach boys." She snapped her fingers before walking out of the room swaying her hips or the hips she thought she had.
I looked at the three men quickly mumbling under their breaths. Their hands intertwined and eyes closed. I couldn't hear what they were saying but I dropped to my knees. I felt weaker than I felt before.
"Stop please." I spoke to them but they started to chant faster. I screamed in pain. "Stop, stop, stop." I begged in pure pain.
I snapped my fingers going invisible. I don't want them to see me. I don't want to be seeing begging for something I don't have which is my life. It hurts dying and it hurts being a ghost there is no way around it. You're in pain dead and alive.
I read this quote once from Oscar Wilde and he said, "Death must be so beautiful. To lie in the soft brown earth, with the grasses waving above one's head, and listen to silence. To have no yesterday, and no tomorrow. To forget time, to forgive life, to be at peace." But Wilde couldn't be more wrong, look at me. I'm living in the in-between with yesterday's and tomorrows. I have no peace and what they're doing won't give me peace. This won't send me to my happy ever after but my new beginning of death.
"Vanish you demon, vanish!" They shouted loudly and I screamed louder. I lay on my back paralyzed, begging to God he gets me out of this. But he didn't because everything went black. I didn't faint but it was just pitch black. I felt a thousand knives being thrown at me but I couldn't scream. I felt like a black hole had swallowed me. This is it. I closed my eyes and let the darkness consume me. I'm living my death all over again.
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I'm cold. So cold that I'm shivering uncontrollably. My body painfully twitching. My eyes were still shut not willing to open and witness the horrible place I've been sent to. It definitely isn't hell. I'm too cold.
"Emma..." I heard a whisper. Why are the voices still here? I'm gone.
"Leave me alone." I hissed. "You should be gone, leave!"
I heard a sigh, "No, it's Niall." He said and I shot up. I opened my eyes to see the blond boy sitting next to me pale as ever.
"Oh my God." I gasped.
"I know you don't know me at all, but I saw you at the apartment and you vanished." He spoke. He saw me? But I thought they had moved on or something.
"I-I didn't see you or Louis anywhere," I frowned confused, "I'm confused."
"We hid in the closet in the room where our bodies lied." He admitted, "He found us, though, he shredded us and now I can't find Lou anywhere."
"Are you sure he shredded , Louis?" I asked concerned.
Niall nods, "I'm positive, he shredded me first. I don't see why he would shred one and not the other. I just want to get out of here it's been two months. I miss my boyfriend."
"Two months? How long have I've been lying here?" I asked totally out of it. I was also executed on the day they were so that means I've been here for two months also.
"I don't know but I found you a week ago. I stayed until you woke up."
I've been out for God knows how long. Niall's been stuck here for two months and Louis is missing. I can't even put into words how confused and scared I am right now. I don't know where I am or how to get out. He's been looking for months which brings down all faith in finding my way out.
"Where did you vanish to?" he asks, snapping me from my thoughts.
"I went back to my house, the exorcist got me." I say, "Hannah made them do this to me."
I stand to my feet quickly and Niall follows, staring at me worriedly. I place my hand on my head and rub smoothly, soothing the pain that lingers there. I walk for a minute, looking at the black ground.
"Are you alright?" Niall accent shot through my ear. I turn to him and shake my head.
"No, I'm not alright." I snivel, "Harry's with a bitch and his friend is a devil and I can't warn him of anything or help him."
"It's alright, he'll be fine." He says but I don't believe it. I don't have a good feeling at all.
I sigh and look around the place. It's dark, very gloomy. House aligned closely together. All paint black or gray but their doors painted numerous of colors. The street was painted pitch black and street light stood tally, giving off the color gray.
"Where are we?" I asked Niall.
"Abeyance."
What? "What's abeyance?" I asked.
"It's a place for all the unfinished. The dead who had unfinished business."
"How do you know all of this?"
He shrugs, "I've been here way longer than you, I've learned something's along the way."
"Fuck." I sighed, pacing. "We have to get out of here. We don't belong here."
"I've tried." He protests.
"I don't care," I shout stopping my pacing, "I don't want to be here any longer than I've been." I persisted. Being trapped here like a caged animal wasn't going to work out for me. I don't know about Niall but I won't be here and I will find a way.
"You've just woken up this is your first day here apparently." He imparts calmly. How can he be so calm? This is horrible.
"I can't do this. I have to find a way out. You're either with me or against me." I say and walk off down the dead street.
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Specter
Fanfictionlife asked death, why do people love me, but hate you? death responded because you are a beautiful lie and I'm a painful truth.