Merchant Of Death

Spirits.

The door was slammed shut with force causing a jolt from the frail woman sitting on the sofa. The baby in her arms shook with fear her cries filling the room.

The frail old woman stood walking up to her taking the child from her.
Fear and pain filled the lady's eyes as she stared at her mother. She did what she had to do to save her baby she thought.
Her heart thumped hard in her chest and her breathing were unsteady.

" Emilia what is going on" her mother asked her.
" What is happening" she asked again this time her voice low.

"  I did what I had to do mother, I tried my best. I did it for my baby mother" she holds her babie's hands as she says this things and then burst into tears.

Her mother holds her alongside the baby and coos both mother and child.
" Yes you did baby yes you did. You did all  you could to keep your baby safe and that is the most important thing Emily" she explains but Emily was not buying that she shook her head taking her mother's hands in her's and spoke the words she was about to say ,slowly not leaving out anything.

" Mother you don't understand, you don't..." She burst into tears again holding her mother's hand tight.

" I did something very very bad very..bad" she said in between tears but her mother took her back into her arms and held her.

" But you tried your best baby I know you did. I'm sure what you did was for her own good..right?."
Emilia shook her head.

" Tell me baby.. what did you do" she sighed.

" I sold.. her ..soul she looked into her mother's eyes and did not stutter any word.
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So what they are saying is that my mother sold my soul to keep me safe which explains the whole eyes situation, but that she made a mistake by selling it to the devil which she did not know , cause some people where chasing her..I don't know if I'm getting this right.

" I understand up to a point but not everything yet. Why were those people chasing her?" Derek clears he's throat and clasped his hands on his knee and started talking.he looked so hot

" What?" They all turned to me, I feel I just said that out loud.

" Yes you did" Derek stated. I rolled my eyes and completely ignored him I'm not going to be called a murderer because of him. Cause this days I have some type of urge to kill.. he gives me the urge to.

" Whatever" I scoffed waiting for him to start.

" when you were given birth to your mother was given a letter. With the inscription of a horn on the paper, the writings were made with blood.." I cut him off how do they know all this things,I mean they all look my age.

" How do you know all this..all of you" I pointed at each one of them.

" Do we have to explain everything, could you not use your head?" Derek stated and sighed slumping on the chair with frustration. Now that's what I'm talking about, the urge to kill I can feel it. What's with him and being so sarcastic if he was heartbroken and pouring all his frustrations on me then he should just talk to me I'll advise him in the best possible way.

"Derek if I knew..would I be, maybe asking you!?" I started off with a sweet tone and then went all shouty at the end. seriously this guy needs a psychiatrist.

" We are spirits and we've been living since.." I gasped for how long and spirits?

" Wow since when exactly.." I asked.

" I don't think you want to know" oh the voice that gives me the urge to,  want to kill. I scrap the whole asking about them and continue with me.

" When do I know he's coming for me?." I asked.

" When he knows you are ready" the girl answerd me.

" And when is that.."

" When you are...now come I'll show you to your room" the girl stood up taking my hands.
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I don't know how much I told her about my life but I'm pretty sure I told her everything. What suprised me even more was that she listened and did not interrupt until we got to the room. I was already wondering, how many more doors do we have to pass before we get to the room.

Opening the door I was greeted with a beautiful baby pink coloured room.it had a side table at the center of the room. A twin bed with specks of pink on the bed sheets and a sliding closet opposite the bed and by the side if the bed a cute hello Kitty carpet. This is so not how I pictured a spirits room to be.

" You like it?" She asked with uncertainty laced in her tone.

" Yes I do" still looking around my eyes stopped at a frame that had the same picture down in the sitting room I raised a brow in confusion but I let it slide and turned to face her with a smile on my face.

" So..." Unsure of what to do next
" Is this where I'm going to stay"

" Yes. I had to repaint everything cause of you and all, usually my room is plain but Derek told me I need to change the setting of my room so I don't have you running away" she said smiling.

" Oh no it'll have been okay, I mean Derek made me run away the first time so it's no big deal if your room was plain.."  just thinking about it now, how many people live here cause the rooms are a gazillion, okay I'm exaggerating but they are a lot.

" But how many people stay here.. looking at the room we just passed I know you and your brothers are not the only ones living here?"

" Well yes... and Derek is my only brother" that explains the resemblance.

" Ohh..I was just.." my body became heavy and I can feel my heart beating fast. My eyes became sharp and I could feel something come out of me, my hands begin to shake and my hearing were sharp very...what exactly is going on.

" Uh what is going on why is everything so bright and everything so loud" I screamed in pain. My past came back clear, the past I had pushed to the back of my life as the least of my worries came rushing back.

" No!!!!!!" I don't want to remember I don't. My breathing became unsteady, my eyes dropping...I heard distant voices but before I could know what was going on everything turned dark.
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.😁😁hey everyone, am I the only one that wants to know what amelia' s past is and what was happening to her?.
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