[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)
Chrystelle laughed as he attempted to pounce on her, she swiftly moved away causing him to land face first into the bed. Giggling she watched him turn to face her. "What was that for?" He smiled back at her. "Not today i need your help" she responded. His smile quickly faded as he stared at her. "I'm seeing them again " she said continuing on. He stopped her and stared into her eyes. "I know" he said. She looked at him confused "but how?" He paused and slowly said "because he came with you".
Goosebumps rose on her neck, she heard the figure laugh and froze in fear. Why is he following me how did he get here? Ashmiel whispered something before getting up. "Alright let's head to the boom boom room" he smiled nodding at her, as if to reassure her. They headed to the back off the house exiting into the backyard, The tent was already up as if he was waiting for her. When they entered, the bright purples and blues made her relax. She sat on the bed and watched him carefully as he threw wood into the cock pit. Lighting a couple matches he lit the wood, creating a fire Chrystelle as never seen before. The Blue fire wiped around with a bright pink tint. It was as if the fire was searching for something.
He reached over and dug into her bag for the weed she had brought, throwing that into the fire he pulled out more weed and some sage. He carefully blessed the room with the sage letting it burn outside of the tent as if the guard the door. They circled around the fire as the smells Filled the room. The aroma alone causing Chrystelle to choke as if she was a newbie. Each choke drifting her further and further into her relaxed state. "Chrystelle?" Ashmiel whispered to her. Chrystelle was in the back of her mind already. Comfort and relaxation took over her as her mind went to places she has never been, Beauty was in every corner and every shadow of this tent as she began to giggle to herself. "Chrystelle!!!" He shouted snapping her out of it. "We MUST begin."
She stared at him aggravation still on her face but with full understanding. She nodded her head has he stared back into her eyes. He quickly set up the rest of the table before returning to look at Chrystelle, worry and concern on his face. "What?" she said self conscious blushing. He looked down before returning to meet her gaze before smiling and saying, " Nothing are you sure this is what you want?" She looked at him slightly confused because moments ago he was wishing to push the session faster. "Why what's wrong?" She said.
Time seem to freeze as she felt the cold hands wrap around her from behind. Horror flood her face and fear made her panic and struggle. This isn't like the movies she says to herself. She reached over to Ashmiel Who seemed to concerned about the session, then to what's going on around them. "Ashmiel!!!" She yells, He is sitting right in front of her but continues to work non stop. "Ashmiel!!!" she screams one more time her voice pleading and begging for him to hear her. She struggled to reach out and touch him bring his attention to her but it was to late. Chrystelle felt herself being lifted into the air and tossed like a rag doll across the tent. Chrystelle let out one last scream before closing her eyes. Everything was lost but at least she got high one last time..... Right???
(To be continued.)
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