The Death Kiss (Nanowrimo)#wattys2017

Chapter 25: 36 hours ago

                      POV- ADRIAN JONES

Too many secrets often act as a catalyst to poison the relation. I was nothing; just a faceless and emotionless creature that wandered aimlessly around the world. I saw everything, I heard everything but I never said a word. I remained like this, till the Witch gave me an aim. I got a reason for my useless existence. I got my own centre of gravity.

I followed her around. I watched her grow from a beautiful baby to a pretty little woman. She was a rare beauty. There was no one else like her. I could feel emotions growing in my heartless soul that made me so confused. What was happening to me? I had never experienced anything like this before.

She was a little child when her uncle slapped her one day for breaking a china cup. And she cried for hours. I slayed her uncle with the sharp piece of the very same china cup,afterwards. I was too possessive for her. I couldn't tolerate anyone crossing the line of any kind of closeness to Gabriella. She was mine. And I was ready to kill anyone who doesn't believe that.

Then one day, she met a young man in a market place. I never saw her smiling so happily ever before. I decided to kill Adrian but I heard Gabriella talking to herself before going to sleep, one night. She was growing into a woman and I knew, she needed a man to take care of her.

Few years after, she married Adrian. It was so hard to share her with someone else but her beautiful smile gave me strength to do so. I was deeply in love with her. That awoke a strange emotion in me, something I couldn't comprehend in words. I wished to feel her touch. I thought of her lips, those beautiful soft petals, touching my soul.

I saw Adrian touching her, mapping his fingers on her sacred body. That made me so jealous. I was standing next to the bed when I felt a strange force pulling me towards Adrian. It was like a vacuum, a certain sort of negative pressure that pulled me towards itself.  I took few steps towards him, and I felt myself being sucked towards an empty space.  I took few more steps, and before I knew it, i was standing at the exact place where Adrian was. I raised my hands towards my face, and touched my features. I had a body- a real human body.

"Don't stop." Gabriella moaned in her soft voice.

"I would never." I replied back.

And I bent down to touch her lips. To my surprise, I felt them. It was the best feeling of this world. I don't remember how long we remained in our room because when we came out,we had already missed two meals, and housekeeper had left the food outside the room.

Then suddenly something happened, I felt being thrown out of his body.  I tried to take over Adrian's body but couldn't. There was something that fought back. That vaccum was filled again by something. I felt terrible. The feeling of gaining something and then losing it again was too painful for me.I wanted Gabriella.

I went to the Witch and asked her for a favour. I asked her to give me a body. But she refused. I told her that I would do anything for her. She told me to wait for few years.

Everynight, I tried to take control of his body but often I failed. But there were times, when I  succeeded too.

Then I came to know that Gabriella went to see the witch. I tried to listen to their conversation but couldn't.

I saw Gabriella plotting against her own husband. I thought, the witch was helping me get rid of Adrian. I saw Gabriella staging her own death. I asked the Witch about her plan but she refused to tell me anything. She just told me that she would help me get Gabriella.

Adrian came to see her one day, and the witch promised to help him find Gabriella. Then she took him into a room, and made him lie down. She asked me to lit the candles in the room and prepare the room for the spell. She told me to take Adrian's body. I felt the same Vaccum pulling me towards it. She trapped Adrian's soul in a glass jar when it fled from Adrian's body when I took control of it.  She threw the jar in a cauldron along with few other jars. The lids opened themselves, and the souls dissolved in the liquid.