"Why!" Thelma screetched as she kicked the door of her old dorm. She thrashed around while angry tears streamed down her cheeks. "Where are you!" she yelled as she picked up a vase of flowers that used to be Cassie's, she flung it across the room and it splattered above her old bed, the roses tumbling with the pottery onto the stripped matress.
She got a knife and fell to the floor and as she moaned out sobs she herslef was deaf to she began to carve at the floor. First came a 'C' and she stabbed into the next letter, she felt heart break in places she didn't even know existed and her tears fell as hard as the rain out side. Finally she collpsed exhaustedly onto the ground, the knife lay limp in her hand as she thought about what she had sketched onto the floor. She let out pathetic whimpers as her mind went through the list of possible places Cassie could be.
The door opened – Thelma sprang from the floor and for a spilt second she could swear she saw Cassie's blond hair shimer in the candle light, but Thelma blinked and saw nothign but a red haired girl, she hade a tight corset on and black stove pipe jeans met by black gothic spiked boots and a sweeping leather coat.
Thelma collapsed onto teh bean bag, he legs open – but she didn't care, this girl couldn't see Thelma anyway. She sobbed harder as she let her hopes fall, crashing through the floor boards and into hell. She moaned even louder. She looked over at the red head with a look of dismay – she wished she was her! Really she wished she was anyone else but herself at that moment. The girl who had entered Thelma's room had squated down next to the carving of Cassie's name Thelma had only just done. She was running one black painted finger along the 'C' and sighed.
Thelma inhaled slightly then let out another soft whimper as thoughts of Cassie flooded her again. The girl stood up and Thelma could swear she was looking at her.
"You have to be strong," she said.
"E-excuse me?" Thelma stuttered, wiping her nose on one of her old sweaters, Ella winced slightly but covered it with a smile.
"I am talking to you," she said. Thelma stood up and moved left and right several times, the girl's brown eyes followed her until she got sick of the ghost's antics. "Stop that!" Thelma obeyed and stared at her with wide eyes.
"Are you a witch?" asked Thelma, she looked the red head up and down.
"You could say that," she replied. "Ella Dee." she said, Thelma could understand why she didn't hold out her hand, its not like Thelma coudl shake it. "You're a ghost I suspect."
"Got it in one sister, I'm Thelma Bates," Thelma replied. Ella moved around the room, inspecting Cassie's side of the room. Her hands fell on teh red framed picture of Thelma and Cassie, she turned and showed it to Thelma.
"You know her?" Ella asked bluntly. The mention of Cassie threw Thelma into another pit of despair. She flopped down onto Cassie blue sheets and sobbed again. She hated Azazeal, this was all his fault! What ever reason Cassie was missing – it was his fault! Thelma was sure of it, it was he who had killed Thelma, why not kill Cassie! Or he's captured her, torturing her until she agrees to have the devil baby and love only Azazela until the day she dies.
"I hate him!" Thelma yelled, pounding the knife she still had into the bed, a few father flew out as she retracted it.
"You mean Azazeal?" Ella asked, Thelma looked up and as soon as she nodded Ella let a smile break across her face.
"Oh great!" Thelma moaned. "You've fucked him too!"
Ella blinked and stepped back, Thelma wondered why she was scared its not like Thelma could hurt Ella, she only wanted to hurt Azazeal. "You could say we go back a long ways."
"If you slept with him I want you out!" Thelma yelled pointing to the door.
"I haven't slept with him." Ella said plainly.
"Good," replied Thelma. She sat up and crossed her legs. "I want to cut him where it don't grow back! I want to slice it off and feed it to his nephilim, I hate him!" Ella smiled.
"Good, I hate him too!" Ella said acidly, Thelma liked her more then ever.
"I think he killed Cassie!" Thelma shouted.
"Hmm, doubtful," Ella mused as she looked back down at the photo. "She isn't due yet."
"When is she due," Thelma asked, her voice trembled as she thought about Cassie and the devil's spawn that ruined it all.
"Probably... tomorrow, if not then early the day after," Ella said, her eyes lost in thought. She then looked up at Thelma. "We can help each other."
"Why do you think I can help you?" Thelma asked, crossing her arms.
"If you lead me to Cassie and her baby," Ella said, lowering her self so she was at Thelma's eyes level. "Then I will hand you Azazeal."
"On a silver platter?" clarified Thelma, Ella rolled her eyes then nodded.
"I'll even stuff an apple in his mouth if you so please." Ella said.
Truth be told Thelma didn't actually know where Cassie was hiding, but she was pretty sure she'd be with Azazeal, if not then somewhere close by, Ella could work on teh torturing him and Thelma would sit there with an amused look spread across her face. She wiped teh mascara that bled form her eyes then nodded.
"We have a deal, Ella Dee." Thelma said, smiling. Ella smiled to, buthers had a hint a malice.
"Good, good," she said. She reached behind her back and with a long metal scraping noise she dragged out a 15 inch blade. She shined it in the grey rain light and smiled at it winked at her.
"What's that for?" Thelma asked uncertainly.
Ella glanced up with her the shoved it back into its holster like it was nothing important. She then smiled polietly, "Its for dealing with the child."
"Seems a little long for an infants body..." Thelma said as she slid off the bed and followed Ella to the door.
"When I do get a job I like to get it done," She said, throwing the door open.
"Good policy," Thelma said brightly as they walked out into the hall. Thelma wondered if she was only going with this stranger on a rather aimless quest because she was blinded by her thirst for revenge, or if it was love that clouded her judgement. She really didn't care – she's give anything just to hurt Azazeal in anyway liek they way he's hurt her.
(A/N) I hope you liked it, gosh I didn't like writing thelma that way! But had fun writing Ella like a bit of a cold hearted bitch, it was fun :) .. anyway!
In the next chapter Cassie realises her enemies ability to blind people...