Don't Forget me (Chapter-10)

6 A.M

Tied with a rope around a shaft, half-naked with dried blood, head down, swollen face and fluffy eyes. My victim was either dead or, sleeping. Sunshine pierced through the wood like a canopy of gold. How can he die so fast? I’m not even to him yet. If he died, that would be so unfair, I did not have enough fun with him. But, souls are immortal, right? Then, my revenge would follow him for eternity, even in hell!

“Twinkle, twinkle little Troy,”

“I just wondered if you’re dead,”

“Lah, lah, lah,”

I sang and lifted his head with my index figure. His fluffy eyes half- closed, he opened his mouth to push a sigh; my prey was alive and exhausted. Excitement and cruelty took over me. What if I rape him again? The idea was alluring but, this would surely kill him and made me a wicked ghost. This will have to wait because my sweetheart will have to witness the death of his friends before facing his own. But, round two will surely come.

“Morning love” I stated while squeezing my nails into his cuts at the same time.

" Please, Lisa! Stop” Tears kept rolling on his cheeks.

" Oh, don’t cry. See I even brought water for you,” I said

He urged his eyes to open a little more and made a pleading expression. I poured the water into the bottle’s plug and lifted it in front of Troy’s mouth. Unfortunately, half of the water spilt on the ground before reaching his mouth, maybe I did it intentionally.

“More” he uttered

" Oh! Now, you are being ill-mannered. Enough for today!,” I rebuked ” You will get food too if you cooperate with me,” I proceeded.

“Everything that you want”, He sounded so desperate, just like a puppy hustling to his master.

“Where can I find Christian?” I inquired

" No, you will torture him too,” he beseeched.

How dared him defy me. My eyes turned crimson again and voice shifted into a fierce scream.

“How dare you refuse me!” I hit my foot on the ground with all my supernatural force which led the ground to tremble; vines with thorns grew up beneath Troy and wrapped him around his neck. I made sure that those vines penetrated his skins deep enough to suffocate him.

“One last time, tell me everything or you will receive round two with those veins in your ass,” I warned

“I will tell you, Christian works as a bouncer at Ace club,” he chocked.

“Good boy,” I derided and free him from the vines. ” But I will punish you for your insolence, you will not have food today,” I groaned before abandoning him again.

The disadvantage of being in a human body is that you cannot vanish into the air and emerge into another place in a split of seconds. I needed to get back home to plan for my next target. Killing them as a ghost would be much easier but it will not be fun. Feeling their blood on my hands is just pure satisfaction, torturing them before their execution is what I call happiness. Those dogs will definitely die but, their death would not be an easy one.

I turned on the engine of my car and, drove with a mind full of maniac ideas. He spat on me and dared to call me a bitch. Tormenting Christian tonight before executing him would satisfy half of my thirst for revenge. Drinking his blood tempted me but, making my scapegoat Troy drinking it would better. Still, in my malicious thought, a voice evoked inside my mind and left me with a sensation of tightness and pressure across my forehead.

“Lisa! Lisa! help me!” a familiar voice resounded.

The woeful voice sounded like my father, what’s happening to him?. My murderous looks changed into trepidation, agitation and a frightful appearance. The voice became increasingly strident and, left me with a vision; an old architecture building, a gloomy and freezing place, my father was on a chair and, in front of him was a man; dressed in a blue uniform, robust, afro hair and his skin were dark browns. The vision vanished away and, left me indignant.

“That’s inspector Steward, let me take control over my body and drive you there,” Amanda shouted inside of my head.

" Who is he?” I asked both irritated and disgruntled

“We went to the police station to seek his help when you disappeared. But, he was so rude towards you when he heard Troy’s name and threw us out of the place,” groaned Amanda

“Bring me there” I snapped and let Amanda took control over her body.

Christian will wait, first I will deal with that inspector. If he ever made the dreadful mistake of touching even a single hair of my father, I will make him the privilege of writing his name on the top list of my blacklist. Messing with me have only one ramification and that’s death. My animal instinct and compulsion for hunting took over me, after all, I’m a ghost whose only existence took place for revenge. Blood will shed today but, maybe not those of Christian.