Souls

Chapter 4

I awoke just as I had before, in the same place. My eyes felt heavy as I lifted them to find him. This time I could feel a difference, every part of me ached and I was so heavy. David sat in the chair so close to me, just awakening at the sound of my struggles.
"What happened? Are you okay?" His huskey morning voice filled the air.
"No!" I gasped, "God, every part of me aches! And I'm so damn heavy!" It even hurt to gasp out the words.
"Oh Jess, I wish I could help." His face twisted with concern. I groaned deeply and a painting on his wall burst into flames.
"Jeez! Do you have to do that?" He complained,
"Not like I control it." He took a step back towards me and stepped through my finger.
"Owe!" I flinched and pulled away. David's eyes widened,
"Did I just hurt you?" He asked in bewilderment. I stopped cradling my wound and realized what had just happened,
"Yes, you did." I looked to him for an explanation but he was at a loss for words.
"How did you say you feel again?"
"I ache and am heavy." My words slowed as we looked to one another.
"I can't feel emotions or pain, I am a soul." I looked to him begging for comfortation with my eyes.
"Jessica, you don't think..."
"No." The conversation stopped. It was happening even if I denied it. Tears filled my abnormally blue eyes and I looked to him.
"I don't regret it." And I collapsed into his chest.
"I know, I know." But he didn't. I sobbed in his arms for a long time as I slowly sank through him. I was still a soul, but I was becoming human.
"It just doesn't make sence." He stressed as he paced around the room. I sat on the floor, drying my eyes and watching him.
"Does it have to make sence?" I wondered aloud. He stopped considering my question.
"Yes." He finally answered and continued to pace.
"But why?" He sighed deeply and looked into my eyes, he furrowed his brows,
"It just does." And with that he took my face in his hands and kissed me. As a soul I am not supposed to even feel him, I'm not supposed to possess that sence, but I did feel him in every part of me. I deepened the kiss even though he had to keep pulling out of me and back to the surface. His warm lips were the center of all my attention, they were perfect. My hands went to his neck and I pulled him closer to me.
By the time we both pulled away he was breathless and we both knew what to expect.. The pain ripped through me and I let him know by falling and wincing.
"It's okay." He assured me but I could hardly hear through my own screaming.
"Don't go." Then I was out.