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Wants Revenge’s “Tear You Apart.” The sun was setting outside and the orange rays gently spilled into the apartment with the day’s kiss goodbye. She felt groggily from the nap she took. At first she hesitated to take one but upon laying on the couch for a rest succumbed to sleep’s bidding. She took off the latex gloves she still had on and tripped over the glass cleaner bottle on the floor. “Damn it.” She cried under her breath as she grabbed her foot and bit her bottom lip in hopes to subside the sudden shockwave of pain through her foot. “Who knew a plastic bottle could hurt that bad.” She wiggled her toes and proceeded to the bedroom to turn off the radio. Silence again as she looked at the clock and noticed it was already 5pm and she still had not gone out for the groceries she desperately needed. Not wanting to eat Cup O’ Noodles again she put on her coat and shoes. The grocery store was packed with people carting their young children in the baskets as they filled up on pop tars, lemonade, and fruit snacks. Jennifer had never thought about having children of her own until she seen a cute little blond girl with Shirley Temple curls and dimples. She was sucking on a lollipop while her mother, an equally impressive blond picked out some diet ice cream from the freezer. The little girl eyed Jennifer as she grabbed some Oreos off the shelf a few feet away from them. Jennifer waved at the little girl whose mouth, teeth, and tongue was tinted red from the sucker. She smiled and waved back with her little hand. It was getting late. She wanted to be home by 7pm, have dinner by 8pm and be ready for work by 9pm. Jennifer wasn’t sure if Nimai was going to come back because he didn’t say anything about returning when he left. She wondered if it was better that way. Besides, her life with a kid that thinks he’s immortal didn’t seem like a good one to her. She was starting to regret what she had done. Even though she wanted to believe him, she couldn’t. Reality wouldn’t let her and perhaps he was just a kid looking for thrills and perhaps the night before was nothing more. She still had not called Ian back. He had called again that day but didn’t leave a message. She wasn’t sure what to say to him or how she really felt about their date yet for that matter. The fact that he let Leslie ruin it and didn’t stand up for her bothered her but she wasn’t sure if she was sad or mad about it either. By the time she finished her shopping and headed back to her apartment it was dark. The streets were started to become busy again with cars, people, and prostitutes. A bottle fell and crashed on the sidewalk across the streets as two bums fought over a place to sleep. Jennifer was instantly transported to the alley again and her heart raced. Ignoring what just happened she forced the memory from her mind and continued into the building and up to her apartment.
As she exited the elevator she took a few steps into the lobby and stopped cold in her tracks. Her apartment door was wide open and as she slowly neared she could see someone broke the deadbolt. She put a hand over her mouth to muffle her soft scream as her eyes filled up with tears she blinked them away. She moved backwards towards the elevator slowly trying not to make a sound and took her cell phone out to call Ian. As she hit send on the cell phone a ghostly male in a fitted grey suit stood in the doorway watching her with a disturbing smirk. His eyes big and round petrified Jennifer with a power that forced her to drop the cell phone and the bag of groceries as she was locked in a trance by his stare. He preyed on the vulnerability of her terror and sensing it he laughed showing treacherous shark like teeth that were like razors in his twisted mouth. Unable to move to save her life the killer darted towards her and threw her into the apartment effortlessly. As if she weighed nothing to him she went flying and landed hard on the carpet. In seconds she regained consciousness, as she tasted the blood in her mouth. She had bit her tongue in the fall. He stood over her, his eyes racing with an unimaginable frenzy as if he were intoxicated with a potent drug. The saliva dripped from his open mouth and landed on her hand. She tried to move away but again the fear caught her in a trance as he picked her up by the neck and slammed her into the wall. The pain surged through her body as she wondered how much longer she would have to endure it until he tire of her and kill her. Thoughts of her mother flashed in her head. Again the sinister eyes darted back and forth wildly and somehow words escaped her mouth. “What do you want from me?” Her voice was frail reflecting the pain in her body. The killer said nothing as he continued to smile and drool. Her eyes felt heavy like she was drifting into unconsciousness again as he tightened his grip around her neck. Weak from the blows she could not defy his cradle as he lapped at the blood on the side of her mouth like a ravenous fiend. His breath smelled like a rotting corpse, like Charlotte. The radio in the bedroom went off again. “I want to hold you close, Skin pressed against me tight, Lie still and close your eyes girl, So lovely it feels so right….” Her mind raced as the first stabbing pain struck her limp body. He sunk his teeth into her neck, biting hard, piercing her flesh and tearing it apart. She screamed in agony having been forced back into the reality of her demise. He was going to kill her. “I want to hold you close, Soft breasts, beating heart As I whisper in your ear I want to fucking tear you apart…”
A blow to the head and her tormenter fell over her but it did not stop him as he swung around to attack the person who threatened his feast. For a second she thought it was Ian and feared for his safety but in an instant she heard the voice of Nimai. She could not speak as she tried to call out to him in vain for help. “Did someone call for an exterminator?” He asked casually as if he was unaware of her dying on the floor. The killer hissed and swung again but again Nimai was faster than he. Taunting him, Nimai stood like a statue as again the killer tried to deal another blow but missed and receiving a kick from the back and landing face down. The minion got up and made a b-line for Jennifer who lay helpless on the ground. Upon picking her up Nimai tried to free her but the killer thrust him back and threw Jennifer out the window. Her feeble body crashed against the glass with an unstoppable force and then landed on the cold hard pavement with a single thump. The blood splashed on the ground and her head cracked open when it hit the ground. She was dead. Ian raced to her apartment with the siren on to get through traffic faster. He heard her screams through the phone when she called him. His mind was crazy with thoughts that someone could be killing and he needed to get to her fast. As his neared her apartment building his eyes could not prepare him for her lifeless body in disarray on the sidewalk. “Oh God no!” He said under his breath and hurried out of his car to her. “Jennifer!” He said racing, turned her over to see that half of her neck was missing and that she was in fact dead. He raced back to his car and radioed the murder with frenzy. The battle was not over as this minion was stronger than the last one Nimai had fought. He threw a fireball from his hand at the creature but missed. “Damn. He’s fast.” The Minion returned the attempt with a charge, knocking Nimai to the ground. “Why fight me guardian when we are on the same side?” “We are not on the same side.” Nimai quickly got back on his feet and while he came around to charge at him again, Nimai grew a sword from his hand and cut the minion’s head with a single sweep, a proficient slice to end his life. Afterward: Nimai returned to the place of his upbringing, his home. He did not stay to see the frenzy of police officers and investigators. He did not stay for them to find the body of the minion in her apartment. He would not testify in court or give a statement to the police. Jennifer’s murder was not a concern of his. He knew her murder would probably
go unsolved and that the killer’s dead body in her apartment would baffle the detectives who would try to solve the case. As expected Vivienne was waiting for him to return and she was as optimistic as ever as if the strain of the events affected only him. “I hope you don’t mind but I made spaghetti for dinner tonight.” She took his jacket and hung it in the hallway closet. Her brilliant black eyes sparkled like the night sky and her light brown skin was flawless and complemented her short black bob. She stood a few inches taller than Nimai and could be mistaken for a model with her slender frame but she was definitely not the latter for she too was an immortal, a war goddess with a comedic personality. “That’s fine.” He said tiredly walking past her. “Oh, and I put the mirror in your room. I thought maybe you would want it there.” He stopped. “Thank you.” And walked upstairs to his room, a large chamber with a single four-poster bed, chaise, and dresser. The room was oversized for such sparse furnishings but it was comfortable to him. He closed the door behind him and inspected the blue tablecloth standing in the corner of the room shielding the grand mirror. He slowly pulled the blue fabric off the mirror and peered into the dwellings of Jennifer’s soul on the other side. “Nimai, is that you?” She asked, “Nimai!” She shouted rising up from the while framed day bed, “What is this? Get me out of here.” Her words echoed through his ears as she banged on the mirror from the other side in desperation. “You’ll have to get use to it for now Jennifer. Sorry about these inconvenient arrangements but it was either this or let you die.” He stated calmly and assuredly. “What is this? I don’t like it here I want to go home!” Tears started to fill up in her eyes. Her voice was like a dream, like she was speaking through something hollow. “I’m sorry but you don’t have a body to go back to. You’ll just have to wait for me to find you a new one. Until then, please enjoy your new home.” She starred in disbelief back at him. “Why?” She demanded. “Because. Don’t you want to live?” She nodded, “Good, then listen up. Try not to read any of the books because they’re all backwards and frankly you’ll just end up confusing yourself.” He pointed to the tall wooden bookshelf behind her. “You can watch that thing you call a TV. I had Vivienne put all your human programs into it. Please let me know if there’s anything else you need and I’ll ask her to assist you. Also, the TV will
look a little distorted or backwards at times because well, you’re in a mirror and things are backwards in there. Understand?” She nodded. “Good. Also, you are restricted to the room you’re in so please make yourself comfortable. As you already know, there are no doors in there. Unfortunately the spells of the ancients are limited in the type and quantity of alternate universes that can be made at any one time, hence the reason why you only have one room to dwell. My apologies for that.” “I don’t understand anything you’re saying!” She shouted back at him. “You should be grateful I was there not angry at me. If you continue to be upset I can come back later and explain again.” He suggested matter-of-factly. “No, please don’t leave me alone. I’m just scared. I don’t know what happened.” Her voice was shaky. She wiped the tears from her eyes. “Do you want me to tell you?” “Yes.” “You died. The minion got to you before I could and he killed you. Luckily I killed him and luckily Vivienne was able to summon a spell to save you.” “I…died.” It was a statement of remembrance more than it was a question as the memories of her death seeped in through a back door in her mind. “I died.” “Yes but don’t worry because I will eventually find you a new body and then you can go back living like a happy mortal again. Of course you won’t be you, you’ll be someone else but that’s ok, right?” “Eventually? I guess so.” “Yes, well I do have to find you a human body because it’s the only kind your soul can enter. Jennifer, I’ve been thinking that since I have you here will you teach me more about your human world?” “Why?” She was still trying to cope with the fact that she was dead and trapped in a mirror. “Because, I like you and I liked all the things you taught me. Besides it will be educational for me and something for you to do while I find you a new host.” Her mind raced. She didn’t want to be there, she didn’t want to teach him anything but what choices did she really have? She didn’t have a life anymore and she was trapped. “I didn’t teach you anything, Nimai.”
“Yes you did. You taught me about TV, ice cream, and human emotions like crying…what?” She was shaking her head no, “Ok. I guess I can help you but only if you promise to help me and get me out of here.” She said trying to conceal the desperation in her voice. If she was to be free again she had to comply with his requests. “I will, I promise. Hey Jennifer,” She looked at him with sullen eyes, “What was that song you were singing that day when you made me eggs?” “Into Dust by Mazzy Star.” “Can you sing it for me?” “Sure.” THE END