I spent the next moments conducting more tests, up until the police raised David and asked him if he was alright. I felt fear like I never had before. He was going to spill, and then Tefuel would kill him. Just like all the other Soulseers. But when he rised he looked the officer in the eyes and said, "I'm fine, thank you."
Tell Tefuel or not? If I tell him then David will die and I will be safe, and if I don't then maybe, maybe I could have a friend. And so what if David tells? It can't get worse than this. Funny how that's what I thought before. before I did it.
I decided to follow. For the past months I haven't had to sneek around, but I was still the best. This was the best fun I've had since I was human. My adrenaline kicked in as I moved as one with the shadows. My outfit shifted into a black tank top, leggings, combat boots, and my hair into a high, silky pony tail. My favorite. I guess I just found a new power.
David was still looking around for me as he hurried home on foot, shivering and holding himself in the now almost blizzard snow. The cold doesn't bother me though, I can't feel anymore.
I was amazed at his beautiful home. The castle look was down to the last shandalear and candle. He owned a magnificent spiral stair case that looked as if it rose to the heavens. Of course I knew more than anyone that it didn't. The only thing missin I realized were the people. This home could shelter a hundred. there should be an old lady wondering gracefully down the stairs, touching her fingers gentaly on the rail as she rushed to kiss David on the cheek. But there was no one, not even a pet. It must be lonely, I should have thought, but he didn't know lonely like I do. "How do you like it?" He grined, and my heart stopped. I forgot he could see me, that he could read the expression on my face like I am actually here. I just stared at him as my stomach flipped upside down. He took of his hat and shook the snow from his hair, revealing to me a hot young man. David's eyes were as blue as the sea and his jawline touched them just so lightly. He had a thin after shave framing his baby lips perfectly. If I was human I would have blushed, or had butterfly's . Sadly I never experienced that feeling in my short life time.
"I inherited this place from my granddad. He was the one who taught me of your kind." If he could see me than could he hear me too? It was worth a shot. "Who are you?" I trembled, I wanted to sound fine with this, like he was, but my voice came out like a whimpering puppy. "I'm David." "I know" that's better, "I ment what are you?" "I think you know." The conversation was happening fast and I ran out of words so I just stared. "What's your name?" He asked as he took a step towards me, instead of answering I countered,
"How can you see me? Your a mortal."
"I am a mortal, but I won't answer any more until you tell me your name." "Jessica." He took a step back,
"Jessica, when did you die?"
"You said if I told you my name you would answer my questions." I didn't want to talk about me, I wanted to learn about him. I didn't want to spill out how horrid my life was before. And how worse it is now.
"I am a Soulseer. My grand dad taught me."
"Your all supposed to be dead"
"Yet here I am."
"Why?" He hesitated and did not answer my question right away.
"I don't know." His face fell. I knew exactly what he was feeling; without a purpose.
"I'm sorry."
"Not as badly as I am for you. I'm sorry for your loss."
"I don't need your pity!" I snapped. I don't know why, I just had never expected to hear those words. No one had even found my body until three days after I did it. I looked up at David again, I expected him to look taken back, or insulted, but he was just looking to the floor and nodding. I had a suden urge to through myself at him in passion and press my cold lips to his warm ones. I guess I've never met someone who actually cared in this life.
"How long?"
"What?"
"Have you been like this?"
"Almost 4 months" I answered, but he stoped asking. He just stared at the floor at a loss for words.
"What is it?" I wondered
"Nothing it's just, nothing."
"I can tell when a lie is being told." I calmly stated, but I followed with a harsh shreek, "What do you know about me?!"
"It's not about you!" He exploded, finally loosing his nerve,"not every thing is about you." He tried to cover, but I was startled. What could cause a person to explode like that?
"I'm sorry." I whispered, I never said that as a mortal, because I never was. But with David it constantly slipped out of my mouth.
"You tried to save me." He stated, it tore at me an heat rose in my cheeks.
"Yea"
"Why?"
"No one should go to hell." I regretted it even before I said it, but I found my self not being able to lie to him. I used to be so good at lying, it was the way I lived, me and the other kids. I never liked them though, I was a loner at heart, that might be why no one was there to stop me.
"Thank you,"
"I didn't do anything."
"For trying." He ran his fingers through his perfectly groomed hair and grinned, sending butterfly's through my stomache. Wait, the blush, the butterfly's... That can't be right, I'm not human. Is that a new power? Along with the track of time, and super speed?
"Can I feel?" I blurted out. Did I just ask that? I never, even as a human, speak my mind.
"Jessica."
"Yea?"
"What are you feeling?" He looked under his eye lashes summoning more flutters through me. My want to kiss him was more than ever. I just met this guy, how can he make me feel this way?
"David." I simply said. His name felt natural in my voice, like my lips were made just to say it.
"David." I repeated just to feel the joy again.
"David!" I screamed and an expensive looking vase flew off a stand and shattered against the wall.
Pain. Pain like I've never felt. Not even when I shot a bullet through my own head.
"David! David! David!" I screeched, or whispered, I couldn't tell. It felt like every vein in my ghostly body was egnighting in flame. I sunk to my knees and the world went black.
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Souls
Teen FictionEver wonder about an afterlife? Rebel, orphan Jessica Setairie certainly did not... Until she shot herself. Now she wonders the streets unseen and unloved, that is until she meets David, a member of a supposed extinct race called Soulseers. The two...