章 15: Part XV
"Baby!!", I whine and faked a cry hitting his chest playfully, "I really wanna go to the beach. you know how much I love it on sunny saturdays like this".
"And you know how much I love the arcade.", Dylan says pressing my cheeks together with his palms making my face look puffy. "sacrifice Crystal. Sacrifice".
"But we went to arcade the last time" I remove his hands from my face trying to look annoyed. he gives me a look and I know exactly what he means.
"Okay maybe not the last time", i say slowly and he cocks an eyebrow.
"Okay fine, that was last two months but still...", he keeps looking at me and I sigh in defeat, lying down with my head in the pillow. "we'll go to the arcade."
A few seconds pass and I feel him shift in the bed and his head on my ass.
"I'll fart in your face you meanie" I threaten. which earns me a laugh, the best sound I've ever heard in my life and I could never get enough of.
"I love you so much baby".
"I love the beach so much Dylan", I say and he laughs again. my heart swelling with so much joy.
"Where are we going?" I ask as he holds my hand, guiding me to God knows where with my eyes blind folded.
"don't worry, you'll see soon", he says with so much excitement in his voice.
The weather seems so cool and the ground feels soft against my pointed heels. my skimpy black dress not doing anything at all to reduce the cold from the chilly air making me wish I wore something thicker. I don't really like surprises cos it makes me nervous but then, I just had to go along with him.
"Here", he stops moving and I did too.
"finally.", I sigh "now get this thing off my face".
he laughs and does exactly that and I open my eyes immediately, eager to see where we are.
It's the fucking beach!. the one behind the Chinese restaurant where he proposed to me earlier and we're in front of a table with two chairs, a bottle of chateau Julien French kiss red wine and chocolate cake.
My all time favorite.
Red roses scatter across the ground around us and on the table, decorative lights hung around giving the place a sparkle matching the one in my eyes from my pent up emotions. my favorite song, I'm ready by Sam Smith comes on from god knows where and I try to hold back the tears as a streak falls down my left cheek.
I turn around to look at him only to find him with one knee to the ground and an open jewelry box in his hand with the most beautiful silver necklace I've ever seen in my life. It gleams in the dim light, looking like a really bright star in a dark sky screaming for me to put it on.
"I know I messed up my first proposal babe and-", he says and I chuckle at the brim of tears, remembering how he was in this position searching his pockets for the ring.
"It was perfect," I cut him off.
"Yes. It was but I did this just to let you know how special you are to me Crystal. you came into my life and lightened up my world when I thought darkness was my doom. I'm very poor with words and you know that but you also know how much I love and cherish you", I nod in agreement, smiling and crying at same time, not being able to keep my feelings in check.
"The last time, I asked you to marry me and you said yes. Now, I want to ask you to stay married to me. no matter what happens Crystal, even in our worst times, even when you feel I'm not the same Dylan you married please," a single tear escapes from his eyes, "stay married to me. Don't leave me." This is all to overwhelming and I feel like I'm in a romance movie.
Dylan is the best thing that has ever happened to me and I don't even see myself surviving a day without him.
"I won't leave you Dylan. ever."
he gets up and pulls me in for a hug. the best hug I've ever had in my life and I didn't want to let go.
"Promise me" he whispers.
"I promise."
We stayed that way for a few seconds when suddenly, I feel the atmosphere change. opening my eyes, I pulled back and find something else in my front. a human with animal torso and head. Immediately, I push him away and fall hard on the ground, trying to get up but my tight dress and high heels slowing me down. scurrying away on the ground, it comes closer to me.
"Stay away from me!", I shout waving my purse in front of me.
A silly defense."But you promised", It says, its voice sounding a lot like Dylan's, only thicker.
"No! Stay away from me!. Dylan where are you?!" I yell for help.
"I'm right here baby",. my heart starts racing in fear as it comes closer with a small knife in its hand, switching faces with Dylan. I cry out in fear hoping someone would come save me. In a split second, it's face changes to Dylan and he stabs me straight in the heart. held me by the leg and dragged me along. the pain becomes unbearable and my whole body gives up, my eyes closing but not before seeing a smirking Dylan.
"You're awake Crystal, open your eyes now." a familiar voice echoes in my head but I can't quite place my fingers on the owner, nor on what is happening. when did I fall asleep and why isn't it Dylan waking me up?.Dylan. Dylan. my brain keeps repeating his name as if trying to remember something. flashing images of knives, spikes, tooths, Dylan's face, Jake's face. something's missing. there's a missing piece. nothing makes sense right now.
"Wake up and stop trying to figure things out you dead girl", the voice says again and my eyes jolt wide open in instant remembrance, memories coming back to me like flashes of light. everything that happened in the cabin. from when we got in till how Dylan stabbed me, till how I died. wait, I died?. why am I still able to think, and hear. It's like I'm still living.
Taking in my surroundings, I look up and see the bright blue sky. I'm lying down on a mat placed on a really smooth but hard ground.
"You have to sit up if you want to get a proper view of your surroundings my dear", the person says again, this time standing beside me with a cup in her hand. Betty. Oh no. Immediately, I sat up and try to run but pain strikes throughout my body causing me to whimper and stay put.
My head feels heavy, my arm and back hurting all over, a really sharp pain in my chest and I can't move my right leg much.
"You don't have to run away", she laughs a little, "you can't even if you want to. It's not like you have any where to go" I look around and see it's just a vast empty space with no end. just the sky and the earth.
"Where're-", I try to say but my throat lack moisture only blood came out.
"Here," she hands me the cup, "take this and you'll feel better."
I look at it skeptically and she sighs.
"I'm not the one you should be afraid of. now take." she hands it over again and I take it this time, still eyeing her and the cup. It's a black liquid, looking like coffee but the smell tells you another story entirely.
Scrunching up my face and holding my breath, I take it all in one gulp and my throat opens as the warm tasteless liquid passes through, surprisingly making me feel a lot better.
I look at Betty and she's lying down in a bed that wasn't there before.
"Where did that come from?" I asked and she sits on it, smiling at me.
"from my wishes", she says. and I give her a dumb look. does she think I'm some kid who still believes in tooth fairies?.
"What?! You might not believe me but I'm saying the truth. this is a special place. you just have to make a wish and it comes true. but it only comes true here."
"And where is here?"
"Ah! Dylan was right about your undying inquisitiveness", she chuckles and my heart throbs in pain at the mention of his name.
"Don't be like that now Crystal", Betty coos and immediately, I find myself sitting on the bed and I look at her surprised and confused at the same time.
"I wished you sat beside me and you did", she explains and I still look confused.
"nevermind," she sighs, "you'll get used to it soon." I realise I'm seated helplessly beside her and my body starts to shake slightly in fear. she tries to hold my hand and I flinch away causing a look of hurt to take over face and I stare in shock.
"I'm not going to hurt you Crystal", she says lowly, sounding really genuine. but the Connor's are really good in acting, I can't believe a word they say any longer. not a single word.
"Where am I? am I dead or alive?"
"We're both zombieees", she says and I look at her in utter dismay and fear. we hold gazes for few seconds and she breaks into a fit of laughter making me even more confused than I already am.
"You should've seen your face," she says between laughs, "it was priceless. I should have taken a photo." glaring at her in silence, she regains herself and stops laughing, but not able to wipe the grin off her face.
"It was a joke Cris" what? a joke? and Cris?. She never calls me that. no one ever calls me that.
Only my mom does. Only my mom.
"What?", I look at her. scanning her face of any emotion, but her face looks like when she mistakenly talked about Selena in front of me back then in the woods. but the expression is quickly replaced with a smile as soon as it came.
"You're not dead" she says and gets up, walking around slowly.
"But Dylan killed me."
"No he didn't. at least not to us. Only to Jake"
"What? You're confusing me Betty what do you mean?"
"Look at your left index finger", I look at it immediately remembering how Dylan cut it off but to my utmost surprise, it's intact. not even a scar. or pain.
Hurriedly, I look at my chest and see my shirt is torn but there's no scar on my skin. nothing at all.
"See", she sits back down with a plate of delicious looking omelette and a cup of tea in a tray, placing it on my thighs, "everything that Dylan did wasn't entirely real. you felt it, yes. It happened, yes. but it wasn't real."
"But I died?"
"No. you didn't. Jake thinks you did, but you didn't"
"how's that even possible. that asshole stabbed me in my freaking heart!" I say with tears pouring down my eyes. remembering how vicious and evil he was towards me.
"He stabbed you with a special knife!"
"What?"
"Yes, Crystal. Look," she sighs again obviously tired, "it's too difficult to explain"
"That's what he kept saying till he betrayed me"
"He helped you. He helped us!"
"Help?"
"You've been out for three days now".
That's 24 hours on earth." She says and laugh again. what the fuck is this woman saying? She's talking gibberish.
"It doesn't make any sense to you, I know but you have to understand that it's not Dylan's fault at all. he had to do it so you can live".
"Oh, so I'm alive now? I thought he had to kill me or else he dies?. and by the way why are you here If what you're saying is true, why did you help Dylan deceive your own husband?". She looks at me and laugh again. "you must be sick to think I'd believe you. you're probably just feeding me so I'd recover and then you all can kill me again!!". I threw the food on the ground and shouted in annoyance and frustration. "I don't want your food, okay!" I yell unable to control my anger. "You all are just a bunch of blood driven psychos.
Fucking kill me and end all this. kill me already, okay!, Kill me!!!!. I don't want to live-" she hits my chest and immediately, I feel all my nerves shutting down, my eyes start to feel heavy and drowsy but I fight it to no avail.
Sleep takes over me without my consent and the last thing I see is a broken looking Betty with tears brimming in her eyes.
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