The Wrong Bride!
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Dale frowned when she panted loudly in her sleep. She was having another nightmare, but this seems to be more serious - she was suffocating.
It seems whatever Sanaiah had done to her the day before, had waned out, and the nightmare had returned, but this time it was worse than before. He felt his heart clench at the paleness of her face as she slept. Cold sweat broke out all over her face and body. His hand clenched in anger. He'd rip the heart of that witch when he finds her, he swears on it.
He moved closer to her and tapped her cheeks.
"Love, wake up." He beckoned onto her.
"Love, please wake up." He called, but she was unresponsive as she carried on struggling to breathe. His brows creased as panic suddenly washed over his face. He sat upright and held her shoulders.
"Elleanor, wake up." He called but the girl kept gasping and struggling. He could hear the strange pounding of her heart, it was faint and slow. She wasn't having a dream. Something real was holding onto her from the other side. Where had she wandered into?
"Elleanor!" His deep voice echoed across the room as he violently shook her. Her eyes instantly flickered open as she gasped awake. She jerked up so that she could sit upright, but when she saw the person holding onto her, she gasped again while her shivering body instinctively jolted away.
Dale was shocked by her response to him. He watched as she coughed. Her trembling hand went around her neck, which seemed to hurt her, and his eyes darkened when he saw the print on her neck. Something had really held onto her.
His heart clenched tightly when she kept panting heavily. He tried to touch her again, but she flinched away. He could see the fear swirling in her eyes, while her body shook with trepidation. He didn't know what she had seen or what had taunted her so that she now responded to him in this way. But whatever it was, it must have shaken her to the core.
"Elleanor." His voice desperately whispered as he leaned closer again. All he wanted was to comfort her, so why was she acting this way? Why was she pushing him away?
"D..don't...please don't." She shook her head at him, as she laid back on the bed. Dale could only watch as she curled herself into a ball and hugged her knees. He had seen the tears in her eyes before she turned away from him.
"Elle-" He tried to touch her but his hand stopped halfway. He helplessly stared at her, not sure of what to do. He sighed as he rolled away from the bed and walked out of the room.
...
Nevaeh slowly lifted her head when she heard him leave. Apart of her wanted to stop him but she couldn't. She sat upright and walked to the mirror after he had left. She gasped in horror when she saw the red prints on her neck.
'So it was real.' Her hand slowly reached for her neck and she winced at how much it hurts. Tears began to warm her eyes again.
How was this possible? She pondered as she continued to examine her neck. This had happened from her dream? What was that thing she had seen?
Her body stiffened when she thought about the creature. It was so scary that her skin turned white, and her hands slowly began to tremble and her heart increased its pace.
She limply fell on the chair as she tried to get a grip over herself. But her body kept trembling inwardly. That monster wasn't like any of the monsters she had seen before. This one moved like a shadow. As a matter of fact, it was a shadow that carried an eery and chilling aura. A faceless monster with red blazing eyes. Even its hand had been like smoke. She had felt cold to the bone at the sight of it. Even now her bones were still chilled.
She jolted when Dale walked back into the room. She rose to her feet as he slowly walked towards her with a mug in hand. He stopped a few feet away from her and they just stared at each other.
"You should drink this." He said and placed the mug on the table. Nevaeh looked at it before staring back at him again. She gazed at his eyes and she remembered what he had done last night and her hand uncontrollably quavered again.
Was she already accepting that these things they wanted her to believe, were real?
"I don't know what you saw, but whatever it is, that's not what I am." He said. She stiffened when she saw him take a step towards her. It took all her willpower to keep her feet rooted to the ground.
He gently put away the sweat-stuck hair from her face, but he was quick to retrieve his hand. Her big brown eyes lifted up to his face.
"I'm sorry, you have to go through this. But believe me, I'll put an end to every vile thing that had ever laid a hand on you." He swore. Nevaeh had never heard him speak in such a way before. She could feel the anger in his voice and words. Hearing him swear to avenge her like that, she suddenly began to fear for his sake. Could he hurt the kind of creatures she had seen in her sleep? That thing was scary and dangerous. What if it hurts him?
Her eyes suddenly glowed with fear, but before she could say a word he had already turned away and walked out. Her pounding heart continued to increase it's pace.
She looked at her neck on the mirror again, and her gaze suddenly fell on the book on the bedside table. Her eyes lingered on it for a while before she turned towards it. A myriad of thoughts flashed through her mind. Yesterday, she had read that book and she had dismissed every word she had read as folklore, but today.... she wasn't sure anymore. What if those things were real? Supernatural beings and their realms. What if things like monsters really existed?
It seemed whatever she had seen in her dream had come to make her a believer of this craziness.
She pursed her lips as looked at the book one more time. Should she continue or should she not? What other weird and scary things would she find written there? Nevaeh wasn't sure she wanted to follow on this path because she feared what she might discover, but something in her wanted her to prepare herself. Prepare herself to know exactly who she was wrongly 'married' to. Was he a man or was he something more?
What sort of being was Dale Stuart?
Thinking about it this way, Nevaeh could already feel the wave of fear roaring inside her stomach. She looked at the cup of tea he had made for her.
Demons and angels?
He couldn't be a demon, right? What sort of demon would he be? Nevaeh sighed as she dismissed her thoughts. She shouldn't let her fears make her think the worst of him. People might have said scary things about him, but she had seen him. She had lived with him and he couldn't be a demon. He had to be something better.
She gulped at the sudden and weird imagination that went through her head.
She couldn't believe her own thoughts at the moment. Was she really believing this? But wasn't there enough clues around her already?
Just yesterday she still couldn't believe things of these nature were real. She was someone who had barely had a nightmare but now she was been haunted in hers. But here she was trying to bottle in her fear and open her mind to a world of crazy possibilities.
She heaved a deep breath to calm herself, but her body still trembled, slightly. She picked up the cup that Dale had served her, and she slowly seeped on it. She braced herself as she slowly walked towards the book like someone trying to approach their fears. Her heart skipped as she picked and looked at again.
"Possibilities." She whispered to herself as she carried the book with and walked back to the table.
She could feel the rhythm of heart change as she sat in front of the book. Her nervous gazed at it, as she once again asked herself if she was ready for what she was about to do.. Because whatever she accepted now, she wouldn't be able to walk out from it.
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Chapter 52: A World Of Possibilities
Dale frowned when she panted loudly in her sleep. She was having another nightmare, but this seems to be more serious - she was suffocating.
It seems whatever Sanaiah had done to her the day before, had waned out, and the nightmare had returned, but this time it was worse than before. He felt his heart clench at the paleness of her face as she slept. Cold sweat broke out all over her face and body. His hand clenched in anger. He'd rip the heart of that witch when he finds her, he swears on it.
He moved closer to her and tapped her cheeks.
"Love, wake up." He beckoned onto her.
"Love, please wake up." He called, but she was unresponsive as she carried on struggling to breathe. His brows creased as panic suddenly washed over his face. He sat upright and held her shoulders.
"Elleanor, wake up." He called but the girl kept gasping and struggling. He could hear the strange pounding of her heart, it was faint and slow. She wasn't having a dream. Something real was holding onto her from the other side. Where had she wandered into?
"Elleanor!" His deep voice echoed across the room as he violently shook her. Her eyes instantly flickered open as she gasped awake. She jerked up so that she could sit upright, but when she saw the person holding onto her, she gasped again while her shivering body instinctively jolted away.
Dale was shocked by her response to him. He watched as she coughed. Her trembling hand went around her neck, which seemed to hurt her, and his eyes darkened when he saw the print on her neck. Something had really held onto her.
His heart clenched tightly when she kept panting heavily. He tried to touch her again, but she flinched away. He could see the fear swirling in her eyes, while her body shook with trepidation. He didn't know what she had seen or what had taunted her so that she now responded to him in this way. But whatever it was, it must have shaken her to the core.
"Elleanor." His voice desperately whispered as he leaned closer again. All he wanted was to comfort her, so why was she acting this way? Why was she pushing him away?
"D..don't...please don't." She shook her head at him, as she laid back on the bed. Dale could only watch as she curled herself into a ball and hugged her knees. He had seen the tears in her eyes before she turned away from him.
"Elle-" He tried to touch her but his hand stopped halfway. He helplessly stared at her, not sure of what to do. He sighed as he rolled away from the bed and walked out of the room.
...
Nevaeh slowly lifted her head when she heard him leave. Apart of her wanted to stop him but she couldn't. She sat upright and walked to the mirror after he had left. She gasped in horror when she saw the red prints on her neck.
'So it was real.' Her hand slowly reached for her neck and she winced at how much it hurts. Tears began to warm her eyes again.
How was this possible? She pondered as she continued to examine her neck. This had happened from her dream? What was that thing she had seen?
Her body stiffened when she thought about the creature. It was so scary that her skin turned white, and her hands slowly began to tremble and her heart increased its pace.
She limply fell on the chair as she tried to get a grip over herself. But her body kept trembling inwardly. That monster wasn't like any of the monsters she had seen before. This one moved like a shadow. As a matter of fact, it was a shadow that carried an eery and chilling aura. A faceless monster with red blazing eyes. Even its hand had been like smoke. She had felt cold to the bone at the sight of it. Even now her bones were still chilled.
She jolted when Dale walked back into the room. She rose to her feet as he slowly walked towards her with a mug in hand. He stopped a few feet away from her and they just stared at each other.
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She saw the emotions that flickered in his eyes when he saw the way she now responded to him. She didn't mean to act this way, but the things she had seen were scary. She couldn't even explain them. But she was petrified. Not by him, but what she feared he might be.Was she already accepting that these things they wanted her to believe, were real?
"I don't know what you saw, but whatever it is, that's not what I am." He said. She stiffened when she saw him take a step towards her. It took all her willpower to keep her feet rooted to the ground.
He gently put away the sweat-stuck hair from her face, but he was quick to retrieve his hand. Her big brown eyes lifted up to his face.
"I'm sorry, you have to go through this. But believe me, I'll put an end to every vile thing that had ever laid a hand on you." He swore. Nevaeh had never heard him speak in such a way before. She could feel the anger in his voice and words. Hearing him swear to avenge her like that, she suddenly began to fear for his sake. Could he hurt the kind of creatures she had seen in her sleep? That thing was scary and dangerous. What if it hurts him?
Her eyes suddenly glowed with fear, but before she could say a word he had already turned away and walked out. Her pounding heart continued to increase it's pace.
She looked at her neck on the mirror again, and her gaze suddenly fell on the book on the bedside table. Her eyes lingered on it for a while before she turned towards it. A myriad of thoughts flashed through her mind. Yesterday, she had read that book and she had dismissed every word she had read as folklore, but today.... she wasn't sure anymore. What if those things were real? Supernatural beings and their realms. What if things like monsters really existed?
It seemed whatever she had seen in her dream had come to make her a believer of this craziness.
She pursed her lips as looked at the book one more time. Should she continue or should she not? What other weird and scary things would she find written there? Nevaeh wasn't sure she wanted to follow on this path because she feared what she might discover, but something in her wanted her to prepare herself. Prepare herself to know exactly who she was wrongly 'married' to. Was he a man or was he something more?
What sort of being was Dale Stuart?
Thinking about it this way, Nevaeh could already feel the wave of fear roaring inside her stomach. She looked at the cup of tea he had made for her.
Demons and angels?
He couldn't be a demon, right? What sort of demon would he be? Nevaeh sighed as she dismissed her thoughts. She shouldn't let her fears make her think the worst of him. People might have said scary things about him, but she had seen him. She had lived with him and he couldn't be a demon. He had to be something better.
She gulped at the sudden and weird imagination that went through her head.
She couldn't believe her own thoughts at the moment. Was she really believing this? But wasn't there enough clues around her already?
Just yesterday she still couldn't believe things of these nature were real. She was someone who had barely had a nightmare but now she was been haunted in hers. But here she was trying to bottle in her fear and open her mind to a world of crazy possibilities.
She heaved a deep breath to calm herself, but her body still trembled, slightly. She picked up the cup that Dale had served her, and she slowly seeped on it. She braced herself as she slowly walked towards the book like someone trying to approach their fears. Her heart skipped as she picked and looked at again.
"Possibilities." She whispered to herself as she carried the book with and walked back to the table.
She could feel the rhythm of heart change as she sat in front of the book. Her nervous gazed at it, as she once again asked herself if she was ready for what she was about to do.. Because whatever she accepted now, she wouldn't be able to walk out from it.
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