You Kissed My Soul

Aderyn Pov

Tumbling down the street,

I found a person whom I wanted to meet.

Guess what I did,

Brought the person up to a foot.

Nobody will find you,

Nobody can ever find you.

What will you do? What will you do?

I am not a nice person whom you ever wanna meet.

Don't be scared, don't be scared,

You won't even know when you will pass away.

Cause I'm a bad person. Yes, I'm a bad person

Yes! My mom had told me that I'm a bad person.

“Remove the fold from my eyes!” I told the person who was singing.

“I'm a bad person” the woman continued singing but I heard some shuffling sound before the fold was removed from eyes.

It took me some seconds to adjust my eyes to the surrounding. looked here and there but mostly, to the dome-shaped ceiling. I found my body tied up to a table like something. I couldn't really quite see where I was tied down. The rope went from above my chest circling the table or whatever where I was being tied up. My legs were tied down from the side. The place had dim light but I could see candles all over the place. From my peripheral vision, I could see someone moving but couldn't really see the person. The weirdest thing was, the whole place had this bloody stink and the place had some type of circular drawing all over the ground, roof, and wall.

Then my eyes fell on the person whom I guessed was the person who had tied me there.

The woman wearing a white cloak was lighting some candles near the wall with her back facing me still murmuring the weird song.

"What do you want?” I asked with my dried hoarse voice.

She stopped singing and I watched as she took a candle and blew on it and then she turned.

A short gasp left my mouth when I saw her face. She was just a teenager. But the horrible part was the side of the face. The left part of her face was actually ripped off. Like, something or somebody who had clawed on her face. The wounds looked fresh and blood was still visible from the place. “I'm a bad person” she sang as she walked to my direction.

“Stay away!" I said but she chose to ignore me and she came, even more, closer still singing the song.

"Who are you?” I asked once she reached near me. She stood near my body and she looked directly into my eyes. Her gray eyes boring into mine. She looked scary but she was young.

"What happened to your face?” I asked as she smiled and took a seat on a chair next to my head. I had to move in an odd position to look at her.

“You want to know?” she questioned as she kept her head on her palm with her elbow resting on her lap.

I kept quiet and waited till she spoke. All the while, I tried avoiding the bloodied side of her face. It was disturbing watching the blood dripping from her face to her neck. How was she not even worried about it?

“Dylan Black Bishop” she spoke enunciating each name as if it was sour to her mouth. She spat on the ground and then on my face. I closed my eyes feeling terrible that she spat on me. She had sucked her own dripping blood and she had spat on my face.

“Gross?” she sang.

"I feel the same thing whenever I look myself in the mirror, I feel gross. know why? All because of your mate Dylan Black Bishop” she got up from her place and I heard as the chair fell down because of the impact that she used when she got up.

"What had he done?” I asked opening my eyes slowly and blinking few times.

My condition was not really good right now. From gesture and posture, I had come to the point that the girl was actually a psycho. She behaved like a psycho, she looked like a psycho.

"What he had done? What he had done?” she screamed in rage as she moved closer to me and she got hold my hair pulling them tightly which instantly got me wincing in pain.

“Look at my face. Bloody look at my face what he had done” she snarled before letting me go.

Had Dylan done this to her? Why?

“What did you even do that had made Dylan do this?" I asked and watched as she looked at me as if she was going to kill me.

"Wow! so you are the romantic type of stupid human who would choose to trust her soul mate no matter what,” she said in sarcasm.

“I know him. He won't do anything without any reason. So what did you do?” I asked and watched as she nodded before laughing like a maniac.

“Very well! Fine! You are right! I have actually done something which resulted in me this” she gestured her face.

“Do you know what I did?” she asked as she played with her fingers and I watched as the chair from beforehand which had tumbled down getting up on its own.

“So you are a witch!” I thought.

"Yes, I am a witch! And you are smart. Actually too smart for my liking!” she said as she took a seat. "And no! I can't really read your mind. I just guessed what you must be thinking!” she said checking her nails.

“I don't really care what you are and who you are,” I told her and watched as she smirked at me. “Well, you must know" she sang.

“I am the one who killed his parents,” she said which almost made me gasp in shock. But I didn't. I was indeed in a shock hearing that.

She is that wicked witch who killed his parents?

But she was killed by the other witches.

How is she here?

“But I thought-" she cut me off “dead?” she said and laughed hysterically.

“You all are so dumb” she laughed.

“No wonder my mother calls me bad” she looked at the corner of the room. Her eyes sorrowful and distant.

I wondered what has made her like this.

"Why am I here?” I asked breaking her from her little world.

“Revenge?” she said more like a question.

“What?” I asked.

"Yes! You heard me right! For revenge. Dylan Black Bishop is going to pay for what he has done to me. He will be paying for turning all the witches and even my mom against me. He is going top pay for disowning me from the special Twelve witches clan and he is going to pay for this” she pointed at her face.

"You got what you deserved. You killed his parents. You brought disgrace to your own clan. How could you even think of killing your own Queen and King?” I questioned which brought a smile to her face.

“Queen? King? Those dogs? What a joke!” she laughed.

"Watch your tongue!” I snapped.

How dare she talk like this about Dylan's parents.

“or what?" she mocked me.

"Why did you kill them? What did they even do to you?" I asked changing the subject. I wanted to know what made her take such a big step. I had heard that she used her powers to control some kind of demons to kill and attack the kingdom.

“They did nothing. Oh, nothing! In fact, I agree that they were the sweetest people you would ever meet. But the problem was, they are these people who can shapeshift into those massive dogs, which you call wolves and according to me, they are not really capable of ruling. It should be us, witches, who should rule, not those dogs” she said and I watched as she played with her finger. “She is mad!” I thought.

“They do! They have the powe-"

“Nonsense! They don't have power like me, like us, witches! Who even made them the ruler? They are nothing without us!” she screamed.

“And you are nothing without them!” I said.

She laughed at this.

"Says the human! Why am I even talking with a mere human?” she rubbed her neck.

"Humans are useless too!” she hissed and held the bridge of her nose.

"Anyways back to the point! How would you like to see your mate die?” she rubbed her palm and wiggled her eyebrows.

"What?" I questioned.

“I mean should I choke him to death, or should 1” she made a thinking position “Burn him alive, Burry him alive or should I rip him alive?” she squealed.

“Rip him. I like the idea. It would be so much fun. Oh! Oh! no! no, don't start crying. Please! You are my queen, and I can't see you crying. Don't worry, I know you are his mate and you can't live without him. I will do what is right for the kingdom. I will kill you too. Then both of you will be together forever and I will get what I want” she smiled dreamingly.

“Really?” I asked.

“Yes! This time I am prepared!” she said and from my peripheral vision, I saw something moving again. And from the darkness emerged a dirty vampire looking demon like man stinking bloodied and very badly. It had no eyeballs, but had canine-like teeth, the shape of a human but I saw insects on its cheek and some parts of the body. The insects were eating its flesh. It was as if the thing rose up from a coffin or tomb. Looked scary as hell. It even scared me.

“This time I have thousands of them” she laughed.

The thing or demon growled like an animal and it shook its head and licked its teeth looking at me. “No! No!" she said and I watched a lightning ring circled the demon and the demon disappeared within a second.

“You can't eat or touch her. Because I need to use her as a bait for the dog of a King” she laughed and rose her cloak in the air before vanishing into the air.

I looked here and there thinking what just happened.

Then I rested on wherever I was tied down. All of a sudden, I laughed. I laughed like a maniac.

"We will see,” I said between the waves of laughter.

“What a joke! She thinks she can kill my Dylan. She seriously needs a psychiatrist. Oh my god! What a maniac!” I laughed clutching the rope that held me down tightly.