Page 56 of Haunting Phantom
And he does. Damien sits there holding my ears for a good hour, just letting me cry, my sobs manifesting so the livings can hear them.
He doesn’t chastise me for being emotional, or tell me it’s wrong. He just helps me work through it, keeping me grounded even though I’m spiraling and I can feel the Dark Ones lurking.
And for the first time since my death, I just let myself cry, realizing for the first time that I’ve grown closer to Damien and am falling further away from Phantom.
Chapter Twenty
The club’s all grins and thumb ups as Autumn and Blake emerge from the bedroom, both blushing when they realize everyone could hear them.
I just stand off in the corner, willing the madness to stop, knowing that this is the end for me. They’re holding hands all the way to the table where Drac sits with Amber on his lap, watching as their son dances in the middle of the room to theMonster Mashsong.
None of them notice Hyde lurking in the corner, hand clenching a beer bottle angrily, his eyes laser focused on Giovanni.
I don’t like the way he’s looking at him, like he’s about to hurt the kid. That’s when I notice a gun in his hand, and it’s pointed under the table, directly in Giovanni’s direction.
“Oh, fuck no!”I rage, marching across the room just in time to fling the gun from his hand, sending it sailing across the room.
Hyde jumps up, suddenly looking around at the eyes that swivel to look his way.
“We’re hurting babies now?”I rage, protective ghost mode activating to its fullest extent as a chair goes flying and a bottle crashes against the wall.“You’re such a piece of shit!”I scream, though Autumn’s probably the only one who can hear me.
“You don’t get to hurt women and children. I won’t let you.”
My hand shoots out, gripping his throat as I violently fling him against the wall, his body hitting it not nearly hard enough.
“What’s going on?” Drac yells as a cool wind sweeps through the room, knocking over bottles and throwing things to the ground.
“It’s Eve,” Autumn shouts. “Hyde tried to shoot your son, and she’s pissed.”
Drac’s on his feet almost immediately, but Autumn stops him.
“You can’t get near her. If you do, she may hurt you.”
“You little piece of shit! You goddamn Misfit scumbag! I swear on my afterlife, your next breath will be your last one.”
A Dark One slips up behind me, catching me at my weakest. It’s enough to give me the strength to pick Hyde up again, his eyes widening when my body takes shape.
“Holy fuck!” he screams.
Everyone takes a step back, just long enough for the claws to sink in and strengthen me.“Here’s what happens to rats who go after kids, you fucking bastard!”Then he’s flung against the wall, his neck snapping the minute it hits the cold concrete.
That was all it took for the Dark One to consume me, entering me from behind, just as my rage breaks into pure chaos.
More chairs go flying, and a few members get thrown against the wall, my rage pinning them in place.
“Eve, stop! This isn’t you! Don’t let the Dark Ones consume you!”Damien shouts, watching in horror as claws elongate from my fingertips and sharpen into points. All of that sadness andlonging are over. The emptiness hollows me out to where I can’t feel anything but hate.
“Stay the fuck away from me, Damien! There’s nothing here for me anymore. Nothing!”Tears sting my eyes as a dark inky like substance fills and coats them, merging with my soul as the Dark One eats me from the inside out.
Damien steps towards me, grabbing my arm, only to be violently thrown in the opposite direction.
Krueger appears without warning, but he’s too late. They’re all too late. Books fly around the room, my hair violently whipping and hitting my face like vicious slaps as my rage builds and festers, my spirit slowly turning until I’m facing the two people responsible for my demise.
My eyes focus on her first.
Then shift to him.
My thirst for their blood increasing.
