Emptiness

Charlotte POV

Its being a week now since I woke up in the hospital. The police told me they found me at the outskirts of town in some kind of circle filled with blood and chalk and to be truthful am scared.

I keep blacking out here and there. I was afraid that i would hurt Mira so I sent her to boarding school. She was sad that I didn't want her anymore but I lied to her that I was leaving town for a month and when am back I would come for her.

I didn't want to hurt her and even though it hurts to be apart from her I had to do it. My apartment had turn to something else.

The walls where filled with some kind of ancient writing that I wrote but couldn't interpret. I think I was looking for someone. I barely went to work and fortunately James wasn't around so I just work from home when I was opportune.

I wanted to go to the hospital but I knew fully well that they would lock me up in so kind of psychiatrist hospital and diagnose me with so kind of weird illness.

I haven't heard form James ever since and I really needed him. Something dark and evil is taking over me and I knew it was just a matter of time before it did.

I looked at myself in the mirror, I looked worst than a street rat and I wasn't surprised about how I looked. I barely ate because I didn't want to go outside. I was lean and on my arms where small cuts which I used to draw blood for some kind of satanic nonsense.

I wish James was here.

I keep seeing him in my dreams and I don't know why. In my dreams his always sad and crying for me but I was there with him but he couldn't see me. Something possessed my body and every time it took over I was always locked in a cage crying to be let out.

Whoever this was really hated me. They locked me up even though she knew I couldn't stand enclosed areas.

I look a cold refreshing bath thinking about James and all I wanted to do was kiss him and hold him but he wasn't here. It was surprising that even at my darkest moment he still dominated my thought but somehow I was thankful he wasn't here.

I was annoyed and worried but I had my own problems. When he called me yesterday I wanted to tell him what was happening to me but I was tongue tied and lost consciousness but before she took complete control I heard her call him Lazarus.

His name wasn't Lazarus. Lazarus was the man she has been looking for ever since and if he truly is Lazarus then he had to run and hide from her before she could use my face to deceive him.

I cried for hours that I couldn't cry anymore because I forgot why I was crying.

I felt numb and I knew she was taking over. She possessed me whenever am at my lowest  and I let her. I couldn't fight the inevitable.

Five hours later.

I found myself on a pile of ruins. I tried standing up but my body was paralyzed and numb. The walls of the cave where worst than my room, everything was written in some kind of foreign language.

Blood was tripping from my wrist and I knew she was using my blood, again. The light coming from the cave was dim and by the looks of it, it was already dark outside.

The only form of light I had was the fire touch in the cave. I looked around and I noticed the cave was covered with blood and from the looks of it. It looked fresh and I just hoped it wasn't a human blood but deep down I knew it was.

I don't know what happened but something left my body and immediately I felt empty and lifeless. I open my eyes slowly trying to figure out what happened and I saw a beautiful lady smiling at me.

Her skin was flawless, her hair was pure white and her eyes. God I couldn't look at her eyes. Her eyes stung me too deep that I couldn't stare too long.

Hello Charlotte, she said with a sarcastic smirk on her face. I wanted to say something but I couldn't.

I know you don't understand why am doing this to you and I really don't care much to explain it to you. Her voice sounded so appealing and enchanting that I almost fell for her charm even though she held me captive.

  I just want you to know that it's not about you or me but its about Lazarus...or should I say James..... She spat and I flinched at her angry voice.

She started chanting something in some kind of language and then I passed out again and somehow I knew this time I wouldn't be waking up soon.