Chapter 31:

*EDDIE'S POV:

I haven't been able to relax for days. I didn't want to believe it. A part of me still didn't. How? How was I even possessed? This isn't some Hollywood movie with phenomenal acting and special effects. This is reality with true emotions and real bruises.

This Noken hasn't really bothered me at all since I found out the truth. Of course he gave his own explanation when I got home that night. He told me how he was some famous serial killer that found pleasure in other people's pain. He told me how he got enough power to haunt the living after he was hung. He told me how Audy's ancestors defeated him long ago. He even told me how much he craved Luna, making me sick to my stomach.

I sat in my bed, staring at the bottle of medication on my dresser. I stood up and walked over, playing with the bottle in my hands. If all of this is true, did I waste a month of my life in a health clinic? I wasted the time of all those doctors and the money of my parents? Don't get me wrong, the place was great─inspiring even. I met so many great people and learned not to judge others based on the complexity of their minds. It just seems like such a waste now. I never needed any of this. Hell, I needed a priest if anything.

I still couldn't get the thought out of my head. I'm honestly not even bothered by the fact that I'm possessed; I'm bothered by the way to get un-possessed. Either I have to die or Luna has to die? It's ridiculous! I want to live the rest of my life with that girl and you're telling me I can't? One of us is going to have to carry the burden of knowing that the other had t die because of something like this? It's not fair. I didn't ask for this. She didn't ask for this. No one asked for this─but here we are, stuck in the middle of a life or death situation.

I know they're trying to find a solution that saves both of our lives, but it doesn't seem possible at the moment. I don't see how it could. I'm not being pessimistic, I'm being realistic. I never got details on how I would need to be killed, but I'll accept it. I'd honestly rather live the rest of my life watching my loved ones from above than live for even a second knowing that Audy is rotting in hell under the hands of that bastard. I won't have it.

Someone knocked on the door, drawing my attention. My aunt peeked her head in, looking around until her eyes landed on me. "Have you taken your medication?"

"Yeah," I answered, shaking the bottle, "I just did. Even though it doesn't mean anything."

"Alright, baby. Just make sure you keep taking them. Goodnight." she replied, shutting the door.

I tried explaining everything to them when I came home that night. They didn't believe me whatsoever. I begged them to try to keep an open mind, but they weren't having it. All I was told was to keep taking my medication. Maybe they'll believe me when I'm dead. They'll understand one way or another. I'm not going to argue with them. If they don't want to believe the truth, so be it.

I know I don't have much time left. I've given up at this point. I've never experienced death, I don't know what it feels like, but this is it. My energy level is constantly low. My heart is always heavy, my stomach is always queasy, my legs are always weak. My eyes are surrounded by dark circles, my skin is a ghastly white, my lips are cracked.

I went to sleep last night hoping that maybe, just maybe, I wouldn't wake up.

That didn't happen obviously, but that doesn't mean I won't fall asleep with those same thoughts.

"Giving up so easily?"

Leave me alone.

"Dying on your own won't help anything."

Leave me alone.

"I'll have her in a heartbeat if you die like that,"

Leave me alone.

"All that devastation? What a meal,"

Leave me alone.

"What? Not in the mood for a chat?"

Leave me alone.

"End it all now. I dare you."

Leave me alone.

"There's the bottle. It couldn't be simpler."

Leave me alone.

"Need some motivation? Imagine our precious jewel─"

She's not yours.

"─having to pull the trigger on you. Can you picture that? Her eyes darkening, her face whitening, her lips quivering,"

Leave me alone.

"Her ears ringing, her hands shaking,"

Leave me alone.

"Her legs giving out, her voice cracking, her screams piercing through the others around her,"

Leave me alone.

"What if she turned the gun to herself. . .demolishing that pretty face. . ."

Stop.

"But why should you have to suffer? Give her to me."

She's not a possession.

"Let me walk up to her,"

Leave me alone.

"Let me wrap a hand around that angel's throat,"

Leave me alone.

"Picture that─your delicate hands wrapped around her little throat. She's clawing at your skin. . ."

Leave me alone.

". . .her nails digging into your skin, drawing blood. Her legs start giving out and her hands are shaking. She's gasping for air she can't seem to breathe,"

Leave me alone.

"Her eyes are pleading for life as her lungs are collapsing. . ."

Stop.

"She stops fighting. Her grip loosens."

No.

"Her body goes limp."

Never.

"She's mine now,"

No she's not.

"I have her by the hair, dragging her down to hell with me,"

Never.

"She's screaming for help but you can't hear her,"

Leave me alone.

"You can't save her. I get to do anything I want with her."

No, no you don't!

I gripped at my hair for the thousandth time, trying to find a god awful off switch. It never stops. The comments get worse. He's not holding back his thoughts. He's telling me every single thing he wants to do to her. It makes me nauseous that I can't do a thing about it. I'd rather take a bullet now to stop everything.

"Why don't you just write some pathetic letter while you're at it?"

Leave me alone.

"Like they do in the movies,"

Leave me alone.

"She'll be alone in your room, sitting on your bed,"

Leave me alone.

"Smelling the scent of your clothes one last time as you lay lifeless in a morgue,"

Leave me alone.

"All of a sudden, she finds a letter addressed to her. She tears it open, crying at the sight of your own handwriting,"

Leave me alone.

"Absolutely bawling at the words splattered on the paper,"

Leave me alone.

I went to go for the door, but I lost all control of my actions and ended up at my desk. My hand reached for a pen and a piece of paper.

"It wasn't a suggestion."

Why am I doing this?

"I'm hungry and you writing your last words to her would be a delicacy."

Leave me alone.

"Unless you don't want to. I mean, you could always give her to me."

I would never give her away.

I don't know if something in me clicked or whatever, but I started writing the letter. Whether it was really me or that bastard writing it, I don't know; but I started writing. My pen was gliding across the paper, creating letters and words and sentences that I couldn't even explain. My heart was on the page, spilling out faster than the ink. I talked about everything. How we met, how we lived, how we loved. I apologized over and over for having to leave her. I told her to start a new life with someone else. I told her to get the dream house and have the kids that we've always wanted. I even told her to forget about everything. Forget about me and everything that's happened. But I told her one thing to never forget─never forget how much I loved her.

I dropped my pen when my phone started ringing. I stood up and glanced at the screen, seeing her name across the title. I didn't answer. I haven't answered any of her calls or messages in the past week. I love her to death, but I needed space to collect my thoughts. I'll reach out eventually.

Her name went away. I slid my finger against the screen to unlock my phone. I went to the phone app, switching to voicemail. To my surprise, she left one. I hesitantly clicked on it, putting it on full volume.

"Hey, um, it's me obviously. I just wanted to check up on you since I haven't heard from you in a while. I know everything's probably stressing you out as much as it is me, but yeah, I understand if you don't want to talk. I guess I called hoping to hear the sound of your voice again. Call me or text me whenever you want. . . and Eddie? We'll get through this. I. . .I love y─"

The voicemail ended before she could finish. I played it again, and again after that. I didn't want to stop. I missed her so much that it was killing me. I miss her blue eyes, her soft, long dark hair, her button nose, her pink lips, her gentle hands. I miss her smooth voice and obnoxious laugh. I miss her and everything she is.

Her voicemail made me realize that I don't want to be without her. I don't want to die. I don't want her to die. I want to live the rest of my life with her and her only. I want that dream house. I want those kids. I want her.

We will make it through this. I'll search every library, every article, every resource there is to find another solution. I'm not giving up.

I snatched my phone from the bedside table and clicked on her name. I pressed it against my ear, waiting for her to answer.

"Hello?"

"God I've missed the sound of your voice," I breathed, squeezing my leg.

"I've missed yours, too." she answered. I could just see her ear-to-ear smile.

"I'm so sorry that I've been such a dick this week. I never meant to hurt your feelings or ignore you or anything. I just wanted some time to take it all in, ya know?"

"I completely understand. I haven't been able to relax all week. I've been so scared and alone."

"Well you don't have to feel that way anymore. If it's alright, I'll come over tomorrow and we can talk things over?"

"That sounds great. I'll let my gramma know. She might have found something."

"And if she didn't, that's okay. I'll sail across the seven seas for a solution if it means we can live together in the end. I'm not giving up and neither are you."

She giggled her perfect giggle, "I'd never. I'm kinda tired but I don't want to hang up."

"No, no. If you've gotten any sleep like I have the last few nights, then you need to go to bed. You'll see me tomorrow. I promise you."

"Okay."

"Okay? So go to bed so you don't look like Godzilla when I get there."

"Is that right?"

"You know it's true."

"Mhm, well goodnight. I'll see you tomorrow."

"Night, babe." I smiled, "And Luna?"

"Yeah?"

"I love you."

"I love you, too. . .always."

"Always."....................................................A/N: Surprise! I'm alive! Hard to believe right? Sorry I haven't updated in forever. I wasn't in the mood until recently. I saw how many new readers there were and got motivated!

In a way, I started over. I went through the ENTIRE story and made changes. I fixed up a lot of cringe-y details and grammar mistakes.

Updates should come quicker since I basically planned out the rest of the story. There's only a few chapters left, believe it or not. But there's still A LOT that has to happen, so I hope it won't be too rushed.

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