My Story: Haunting of Chrystelle (part 5)

[if you haven't read part one here is the link http://millzworldrip.blogspot.com/2015/06/starting-short-story.html]
{if you haven't read part two here is the link http://millzworldrip.blogspot.com/2015/06/my-story-haunting-of-chrystelle-part-two.html}
(if you haven't read part three here is the link http://millzworldrip.blogspot.com/2015/06/my-story-haunting-of-chrystelle-part.html)
*If you haven't read part four here is the link http://millzworldrip.blogspot.com/2015/06/my-story-hauntng-of-chrystelle-part-4.html*

      Chrystelle let out a scream that made Ashmiel jump back as he stood watching by the door, "What the fuck is wrong with you?"  He sad to her slightly confused.  She looked at where she was, standing in front of his house, Her bag in her hand keys in the other.  Chrystelle was confused but she was already here wasn't she?  "We need to go to the tent NOW" she said pushing him aside.  Ashmiel followed behind her silently. They entered the tent and it all began again, But this time she said she would rather be on the floor in the circle.  Once again he started the fire and threw wood into it to brighten its flame.  Chrystelle was prepared She held on to Ashmiel that way he could protect her, he had no idea from what.
      Has he prepared the session and finished, He stopped to admire her but seen the fear in her eyes. "I'm not going to let you go..... I promise." Chrystelle was sure he was reassuring Himself. The smoke filled the room again.  Chrystelle once again relaxed as the smoke went through her and filled her lungs elevating her.  She felt Ashmiel relax at her side which soothed her, she laid there for a moment relaxed in his arms, The green whipped through the fire towards her as if to grab her which made her awake in reality.  She could feel Ashmiel go limp besides her, She turned to look at him as the figure stood in his, Chrystelle jumped back in terror as the creature lunged at her gripping her hair in a ball around its fist fury and vengeance on it's mind but from what.
    Chrystelle heard Ashmiel scream, She looked around to find his voice but by that time it was to late.  The creature held on to Ashmiel high into the air, Ashmiels beautiful golden green eyes melted into purple.  Ashmiel looked down at Chrystelle, He remembered the first time they meet back in high school, He thinks of their first kiss and their last, As he took one last look at the one who got away he felt the urge to cry and held it back.  It was to late to make up all his mistakes, it was to late to tell her i'm sorry. Chrystelle reached up for him, screaming out her lungs begging for the thing to put him down, as it tormented her with its laugh.
    Ashmiel looked into Chrystelles beautiful eyes one last time, barely managing a smile, He looked at her one last time and realized it was too late to say he loved her...
   Within seconds to purple within Ashmiels eyes illuminated the room, Chrystelle closed her eyes and let out as scream.  She is never going to see Ashmiel she was sure of it. The Figure let out a scream that made Chrystelle cringe.  As the purple light faded away, Chrystelle searched for Ashmiel, Taking a step further into the room she searched. " Ashmiel??" before she could say his name again, She felt the creatures hand on her shoulder.....
(To Be Continued)