Poison c.h

#4

"Michael why are you such a dick" Luke yelled storming off into his room.

"It wasn't me you asshole it was you" Michael argued and stormed off into his room leaving me alone with the board and the spirit. I quickly collected everything and moved it into my room. I shut the door and placed the board on the bed sitting cross legged in front of it. I placed my two fingers of each hand on the planchette and closed my eyes.

"If there is a spirit here with me please make yourself known" I whispered and the planchette started to move towards the letters reading out H E L L O D A R L I N G.

I shuddered feeling the same uncomfortable feeling I do every night. Knowing there really is something here made my skin crawl.

"What do you want?" I asked bravely and it moved again spelling out 
Y O U.

"Did you make that mark on me last night?" I continued with the questions and I was answered with the planchette moving towards 'yes'

"What are you?" I asked dreading the answer and it moved spelling out the words that made my stomach drop,
Y O U R W O R S T N I G H T M A R E

Suddenly all my lights turned off and I was pushed backwards my arms stinging just like my stomach did yesterday. I looked up in fear when a boy’s face appeared above me a smirk on his face.

I was speechless, half to do with the fact that he had just appeared there and the other half was the pain in my wrists.

"P-please stop" I whimpered sounding weak and it only encouraged him to put more pressure on my wrists. He stayed there not making a single movement just staring and I felt a chill run up my spine. It was then that I realised this was the feeling I got whenever I felt like someone was staring at me, it was him, the figure from my dreams and the man from across the road, and it was the one on top of me right now.

I blinked multiple times hoping this was just a dream, but each time I opened them he was still there looking at me with that demonic smile.

"What do you want?" I asked and his smile faltered, he let go of my wrists and sat up straddling my waist. "We have already gone through this babe, I want you" he spoke and it was the first time hearing him speak, it was odd but he spoke with such fluency not breaking a syllable.

He reached out and stroked my cheek with the tips of his fingers and I closed my eyes tightly from the pain, tears threatening to spill. His hands were like poison, injecting his venom onto anything he touched.

I looked at my wrists to see red finger marks wrapped around them.

"What did you do?" I cried the tears falling down my face now.

"You will get used to it soon baby" he said leaning down and placing a gentle kiss to my jaw and then he was gone. The kiss left a numb ache to the area but nothing compared to his hands. It's like they were on fire, they were deadly and I sure as hell didn't want to be near them again.

A knock at my door startled me and I was quick to shove the Ouija board under my bed. "Come in" I said and Luke walked in and placed himself on my bed not making a sound just looking at his hands.

"It’s not your fault Luke, its fine, I'm fine" I said crawling over to him and engulfing him in a tight hug.

"Michaels an asshole trying to scare you" Luke said and a sick feeling ran over me knowing it wasn't Michael, I decided to not say anything though, he would never believe me.

"Can you pick me up after work tomorrow, I'm going to go straight there from my run" Luke asked and I nodded in response, I didn't have work and I was fine with it. "Then we can go out and get drunk and swim in the ocean" he offered.

It was a thing we all used to do back in senior year. Luke's older brother would go and buy us drinks and we would spend the night getting completely wasted and stayed at the beach to watch the sunrise early in the morning. Usually Michael would join us but its clear Luke wants some space from him for now.

After a couple minutes of sitting there in silence Luke shuffled over and laid down on one side of my bed opening his arms out for me. I complied laying down, resting my head on his chest. It was normal for us to do this, all of us, we just were very close best friends.

But as I drifted off to sleep I couldn't help feel like the boy from earlier was there, watching me, like every other night.