His darkest desire Episode 18 – 19
🌸🌸 HIS DARKEST DESIRE 🌸🌸
By: Ciscawrites
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CHAPTER EIGHTEEN:
Skylar 🖊️
I gasped heavily, rubbing my eyes with the back of my palm.
I had thought the night to be a wonderful one but I was wrong.
Getting chased by your worst nightmare is something unbearable but, watching your nightmare kill, that’s something more worst to bear.
I sighed in frustration, heading down for a hot coffee wishing it would be of great help to erase my weird dream.
Today is another day to gather more flowers and the other one Donald had asked me to get.
Just yesterday, Crystal’s father told me where to find it. Although he had said they were somehow good as the calendula, on the other side, he also said they were rare medicines.
Also, Donald called me, asking me how things were going here on Shaman. Well, everything is going well here.
What should I say?
Mysteries are happening, bodies missing day after day, freaking dreams, scary nights? No, that’s not a good answer.
Everything is going perfectly fine with me here.
It’s only but two days I’ve got to be here. Two days and yet, I haven’t seen what this monster is. It’s kinda crazy, you can say that but the truth is, I need to know who the f*ck is killing this people.
This time it was Crystal and I doing the picking. Oh, thank God. Things seems a lot easier for me when she’s helping. We had discussions probably not concerning Shaman or whatsoever.
It’s just about life at California.
I was happy, very happy that each time I looked at her, I saw Vera. And you know, it won’t be a bad thing to have two crazy sisters at the same time. I’m talking about when I finally take her to the city with me.
That won’t be a bad idea either, would it?
We returned back to the village, dropping the flowers we had picked where I had kept the others. We were still on this our same eternity discussion and it was all like it was coming to no end.
Not complaining.
And we were like this that we didn’t no when the night surfaced. ‘Damn! It’s time for dinner’ say’s the monster.
“It’s getting late, you have to go home.” I told her.
She nodded, “thanks for the discussion.”
“Well, it’s nothing. Just trying to spend the day with something nice. ”
She stood up, ” it was actually more than just nice. Would you mind spending the night at my place?”
I wouldn’t, but I can’t. I don’t wanna be so dependant on them. Not that I’m not really scared of being alone or that I can stand having that freaking dreams with no one by my side. But I can’t, not today.
“I’ll be fine.” I said.
She shrugged.
“Come on, I’ll walk you home.”
We got to a point where she had told I should return back. Feeling concerned, huh? We departed saying a goodnight to each other.
Silently, I walked back. Two days and I’ll be back home, far away from here. But that won’t be nice, you know. Especially when you end up not getting what you want.
You know what I mean, don’t you?
I heard the cry of a woman not far from where I was, I gasped back to reality heading to where the sound was heard. Someone needs help.
I watched her crying beside a lifeless body, I watch how she moved the body but there was no sign of life.
I walked closer, “hey?” causing her to look at me. “What happened?” I asked.
The woman wiped off her tears, trying not to stare at me with the w-t eyes. She was ashamed.
“She…” She began, her voice shaky. “She said she wanted to pee over ten minutes ago and we had waited for her to return,she never did. So … I came out to look for,,, only to find her this way. It killed her. The monster, it took my daughter away from us. ” She started crying again, taking her eyes off me.
I went to where she squatted, hugging her to myself. “It’s okay. It’s okay.”
“She’s my only daughter. She my only child.”
“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. ” After a long while, I broke the hug to look at her, ” you have to go.”
“What?” She asked almost like a whisper.
“Leave your daughter and go back home.”
“What are you saying? She’s my daughter, I can’t just leave her here. She might be dead but she’s still my child. ”
” The monster had only left her on purpose. Haven’t you thought of this? He never leaves his victims, he takes them with him. He’ll be coming back for her body and if he doesn’t finds it, he’ll come for both your daughter’s body and you. ”
” I can’t.”She cried.
” Do you wanna die too? Do you want to leave your remaining family for her? ”
She looked at her lifeless daughter,” then go back home. ” I said with finality and she did went back.
I looked around only to find myself standing alone. I heasten my movement praying to God for a safe walk back home. I have wanted every chance to see this monster, but I don’t think I am ready to see it now.
I’m f*cking shivering right now.
I heard the sound of a deep breath from the back. It was like that of a hungry Lion about to feed on it’s prey. I felt a sudden stiffness in my body, this time I wasn’t dreaming.
This was a f*cking reality.
My breath siezed, leaving me to gasp after every ten seconds. Slowly, I turned to my back staring at the way the monster sliced her neck off her head and drinking her splashing blood.
I wanted to s¢ræm, I wanted every strength to s¢ræm out loud but I couldn’t. It was big, mighty and huge. I could only see it’s back, but with the way it’s back view was, I had to guess what it really looked like.
I mean, how ugly it looks like.
I made a step backwards and another, this time stepping on a dried stick causing a sound for the monster in front to know someone was watching it.
But before I can tell what happened, before it could see me, someone pulled me by my arm. I felt a hand one my mouth ’cause I almost s¢ræmed when I felt someone pulled me.
The monster passed where we hid two times and when it couldn’t find us, it ran away.
I took a thousand breath wishing I had never prayed to see it at the first place. It was all like staring at the devil himself.
Was I really staring at the Devil?
“What are you doing out here?” I heard the voice ask me.
“I… I was walking back home. ” I said still in shock.
” What was that thing? ” I asked.
” Shaman’s greatest fear. ”
” It killed her. It cut off her head. I… ”
” I need to get you home. ”
” You don’t understand! ”
” I do. But right here isn’t the place to talk. The monster might still be out here. ”
Who the hell are you?
“ That’s rude, Skylar. ”
“Where is your house?”
I pointed out, not minding where my finger was pointing at. He bent the door knob, letting it open as we walked in. He helped me sit on the couch beside the door. I was shivering, and I couldn’t stop from the fear.
“Are you from this village?” He asked.
I shook, “you?” not looking at him.
“No.”
“Have you…” I paused, then continued, “have you seen that thing before?”
“Everyday.” I looked at him. “I see it everyday. ”
” How? And it haven’t seen you? ”
” No. ”
I took a long deep breath, sighing heavily. ” I just met her mother few minutes ago, she was crying. That girl, was her only daughter. Is this how it kills? ”
” Yes. Then takes their body to nowhere.” He answered. “I’ve been searching for where the missing bodies were but I haven’t seen it yet. ”
” Why does it kills this innocent people? Why them? ”
” It is said that there is a history behind it. A history no one knows. ”
Now I am regretting it. It would have been safer spending the night at Crystal’s place. It’s just me with the fear.
He stood up about to go. He got to the door, he stopped turning to me. “I’m Jake.”
“Skylar.”
“Good night, Skylar. ” He left.
F*ck tonight!
F*ck today!
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CHAPTER NINETEEN:
Skylar 🖊️
“I saw it, I know what I saw. I watched it tear off her head and drinking her blood. It was real, it was so real. ” I said with my face buried in my palms.
” We believe you, Skylar. No one is trying to doubt you.” Said Mrs Bren.
” How does it looks like? ” Mr Bren asked.
“I couldn’t see it’s face but it looked big and huge. ” I still felt my body shivering. ” It killed her. Even after she’s dead, it still tortured her. Why is it doing this to people? ” I cried.
Crystal came to sit next to me, tapping me at my back. “I saw her. She was the only daughter, the only child of her family. She was innocent. ”
” Skylar, it’s not your fault. Don’t blame yourself for nothing. ” Crystal said.
I turned to look at her. Is it? It doesn’t have to be your fault only when it’s your fault. Sometimes you just have to feel sorry for other people. And when you do that, it only makes you feel like it’s actually your fault for doing nothing when you should have done something.
“I wanna be alone.” I said leaving.
“Sk…”
“Let her be, Crystal. ” Said Mr Bren.
I shut the door behind me, sighing into the silent day. I sat on the same stone I had sat the last day I came here, watching as everyone did their business. Shaman is a village you’ll wish to be.
Today is the sixth day and I’ve gotten only today to be here. I wish the day would run as fast as it can to get me out of here.
Sometimes we don’t deserve to get what we deeply want. We just have to let them go.
You know what I mean, don’t you?
“Aren’t you gonna pick some herbs today?” Crystal asked from behind.
” I’m supposed to but I think those at home are enough. Donald can manage them. ”
She sat beside me, ” I’m gonna miss you. ”
“I already told you, I’ll love the both of us to go to California together. I’ll talk to your parents about it. ”
” Tell me you aren’t serious. ”
” I’m damn serious, Crystal. Tonight I’ll talk to your parents. ”
She laughed. ” Thank you. ”
” How did you get home last night?”
” I met this guy, he said his name is Jake. He knows everything about this monster.”
” He does? Where does he live?”
” I don’t know,I didn’t ask.” I replied.
“Is he from here?”
” Nah. A stranger,just like me. He’s been searching for the missing bodies for a long time now but he haven’t found anything.”
” No one can find it. It’s pointless trying.” She heaved heavily, ” your lucky. ”
” Really? I should have been dead by now if not for Jake. God, last night, is not something to talk about. I can’t believe I’m still trembling with the fear.”
I felt the vibration of my phone in my side pocket. Taking it out, I saw the dialler. Mr Kent, the guy who drove me here.
I picked the call, “Kent?” I waited for an answer but I couldn’t hear it.
I looked at Crystal, “is there any network here?”
She shook, “no phone service here. It’s really poor.”
“Where can I get a good signal?”
“Walk around?” She told my with a soft chuckle.
” Not funny. ” I said, standing up for a clear signal.
I tried calling Kent again but he wasn’t answering my calls. This is annoying, I swear. Very.
“Crystal?!” Mrs Bren called.
“Yes!” She sighed, “don’t walk too far.”
I walked to and fro just because I was searching for a f*cking network here. The way everyone stared at me, geez! Like I’m some kinda crazy clawn.
They won’t stop staring at me, so I walked out from their gaze towards the direction I and Crystal always pick the herbs. I tried Kent’s line again and again but he still wasn’t picking up.
“Come on, Kent, pick up. ” I grunted tiredly.
I tried again and this time he answered, but I couldn’t hear him. Like his voice sounded double like a cracking video.
“Kent, can you hear me?” I asked, ” Kent, can you hear me?” He hung up.
Shit!
I walked passed the garden center of this calendula as I noticed the network was getting a little better. I guess I’ll get a better signal going further.
I got to a hill-like place, there was more than enough signal to call Kent. So I went ahead dialling his number again and again until he finally picked up.
“Kent?” I called.
“Mrs Crescent?”
I sighed, ” Can you hear me? ”
” Sure. Is there a problem? ”
” Oh, not at all. You know, I’ll be returning back to California tomorrow and I want you to be aware of it. ”
” Yeah, that’s right. At what time would you like me to come? ”
I thought for awhile, ” Eight o’clock will be better. ”
” Eight o’clock. ”
” Bye. ” I hung up.
So I had to go all the way from Crystal’s house to this place’cause I’m trying to get a clear signal? F*ck Shaman, sometimes.
I made way home, but made a stop when I saw something behind a tree just few miles from me. I ins××ted my phone back into my pocket heading for the unusual.
It was ahead so I had to climb more further on this hill-like place. The whole area felt weird from the other side, more quiet like it was another world on Earth.
Like there wasn’t anything like gravity or air around here. It was weird than a weird dream, you can say that.
I kept climbing until I got to the dead end of the hill.
Oh. My. God.
I gasped, as I stared at a worster Nightmare in front of me. No, this isn’t just a worst nightmare, it’s hell itself.
Finally, I was staring at the missing bodies with no head. This was actually the place it always keeps it’s victims? And all this while Crystal and I always come to pick the herbs, we never noticed?
Maybe I was meant to come here for a reason. I haven’t only seen this monster, I’ve found it’s home. I wanted to call Crystal only to remember she doesn’t have a phone and yelling her name from here, would be pointless.
As I turned to leave, I heard something unfamiliar. Only turning to look at a body rise like it was staring at me. I felt my adrenaline active causing me to stumble roughly down the hill.
And then, every single thing went blank.
Unknown 🖊️
As she turned to leave, she heard something unfamiliar. Only turning to look at a body rise like it was staring at her. Her adrenaline rush causing her to stumble roughly down the hill, hitting her head hærd against a strong rock.
She fainted.
And then, every single thing went blank.
He was roaming around the woods like the thousand years hungry beast he was searching for his prey to feed on.
The scent of blood filled the atmosphere, flowing freely into his nostrils. He sniffed in hærd, and again, and again that he went ahead searching for where the scent had come from.
It’s dinner time. . . Says the beast.
He dashed to where he had scented the smell of blood, moving his head to and fro for his ready dinner.
This blood was different. Everything about it was so different that he wouldn’t let it go no matter how long it’ll take him to find it. And it made him thirst the more.
He smiled as he found what he wanted laid helpless on the ground. Blood rolling out from her forehead causing a greater scar than that Marco had given her.
He bent towards the wound inhaling the sweet scent of her blood, then exhaling heavily. This would be an opportunity to have the best meal he’d never had in his years but. . . he couldn’t.
A sudden weakness pulled him down by a mere look at her. The hunger of thirst and want left him. And even if he desperately wanted to have her blood gulped, he just couldn’t.
No matter how hærd he tried.
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To Be Continued…