Chapter 9: Eternity With You
He sat on the bed, his head in his hands, his hair falling into his eyes, blocking his vision of her body, but the thought of her haunted him severely. Hating the lump that was welled up in his throat, he got up and stalked out of the room. He couldn't be near her – it hurt too much. He sat down at his desk, looking around, everything reminding him of Beni.
He heard a strange tapping noise at his door. He stood up, moved around his desk and opened it, Beni's crystal ball rolling slowly into his office, down the slightly sloping stone floor of the office. It came to a rest beside the leg of the desk, and red smoke began to swirl within it.
A second later the depressed, doomed black surface had turned from pale to blood red. The crystal ball began to shake, and then shudder violently. Emitted from within its dank depths came a piercing scream, and a hazy black mist rose slowly from inside it.
The mist unfurled and grew, threading through the air into smoky detail, rising ever higher until it formed a translucent image of Beni.
Severus stared at her – stunned. He moved forward and put a hand up to brush her face – but his hand went right through her. His stomach squirmed with frustration.
But then she reached out and put her arms around his neck – and he felt a small warm radiating from her feather light arms resting against his cool skin – and he knew she was where she had always wanted to be.
She drew closer to him, closing her eyes. He leaned towards her – she had come back to give him the kiss they were always meant to have – but had never gotten. She bit the corner of his lip – harder and harder until it was excruciatingly painful, and then she pulled down. His scream was no more than a muffled groan – and suddenly the sound of tearing skin filled the air.
Blood poured from the first separation, and Beni kept tearing, never letting go of his skin. Over his chin and down his neck – and finally across his chest, when she let go, his blood running down her chin, and his shrieks of pain reduced to shuddering gasps.
She reached her long, black-nailed hand into his body, and enclosed his heart, closing her eyes as she felt its steady thumping in her hand. And then she pointed her nails into it, and pierced his heart – disappearing as he fell to the ground, leaving him there to bleed and squirm, dying with only thoughts of her in his mind.
Freaky things like that often happened to Beni Montano.
He sat on the bed, his head in his hands, his hair falling into his eyes, blocking his vision of her body, but the thought of her haunted him severely. Hating the lump that was welled up in his throat, he got up and stalked out of the room. He couldn't be near her – it hurt too much. He sat down at his desk, looking around, everything reminding him of Beni.
He heard a strange tapping noise at his door. He stood up, moved around his desk and opened it, Beni's crystal ball rolling slowly into his office, down the slightly sloping stone floor of the office. It came to a rest beside the leg of the desk, and red smoke began to swirl within it.
A second later the depressed, doomed black surface had turned from pale to blood red. The crystal ball began to shake, and then shudder violently. Emitted from within its dank depths came a piercing scream, and a hazy black mist rose slowly from inside it.
The mist unfurled and grew, threading through the air into smoky detail, rising ever higher until it formed a translucent image of Beni.
Severus stared at her – stunned. He moved forward and put a hand up to brush her face – but his hand went right through her. His stomach squirmed with frustration.
But then she reached out and put her arms around his neck – and he felt a small warm radiating from her feather light arms resting against his cool skin – and he knew she was where she had always wanted to be.
She drew closer to him, closing her eyes. He leaned towards her – she had come back to give him the kiss they were always meant to have – but had never gotten. She bit the corner of his lip – harder and harder until it was excruciatingly painful, and then she pulled down. His scream was no more than a muffled groan – and suddenly the sound of tearing skin filled the air.
Blood poured from the first separation, and Beni kept tearing, never letting go of his skin. Over his chin and down his neck – and finally across his chest, when she let go, his blood running down her chin, and his shrieks of pain reduced to shuddering gasps.
She reached her long, black-nailed hand into his body, and enclosed his heart, closing her eyes as she felt its steady thumping in her hand. And then she pointed her nails into it, and pierced his heart – disappearing as he fell to the ground, leaving him there to bleed and squirm, dying with only thoughts of her in his mind.
Freaky things like that often happened to Beni Montano.