Warning: The following story includes Lots of Lesbian Love and some content that is not suitable for people 14 and under. If your parents catch you it's your fault not mine! I just wrote it, you chose to read it even after the warning. ENJOY!

Hex A Love story from the grave part 5

After the fire I started to avoid everyone entirely. When I saw Ella or Leon I'd go through the nearest wall I could find. If I saw Thelma I'd walk right by her without stopping. She was becoming more and more human that I hardly recognized her after a week after the fire. She had started dating Malachi; I called him Malachi instead of Mark. I couldn't stand seeing her with him, it made my skin crawl. I overheard Thelma on her phone in the girl's bathroom one day. She was on the phone with Ella "I'm going to get the knife tonight. Don't worry. I've had him eating out of my hand for the past week, poor bloke. No I haven't heard from her, have you? Alright, I've gotta go or else I'll be late for class."

I couldn't stop myself from saying anything. I got out of the stall and stood right in front of her. "You're with him aren't you?" I asked her she didn't deny it. "Only to get the knife and then I'm ending it." I honestly thought I'd fall to the floor again and cry. "Where have you been? I've been worried about you." She asked me. "I've been around; you just choose not to see me." She went up to me and tried to touch my cheek, I couldn't feel it. "I wish I could go to sleep right now." She knew how much it hurt to have to see someone you love walk right by you and them not love you back. But Thelma did love me; she told me that so many times that you'd think she was a broken record player on loop. Every time she said it, it made me love her even more. I pulled back my hair and prepared to do something I never had done before. I walked right through her but I pulled out My Thelma, the one I wanted not the fake one, Robin's dead body hit the cold floor. I pushed her back against the wall and didn't stop kissing her. I couldn't get her clothes off fast enough. I didn't know how much I missed her until then. The way she smelt or even the feel of her skin against mine was like a new experience. "Wait…" Thelma said in between kisses. "What about her?" I stopped and looked at the dead body on the floor. We couldn't hide her in our room because they had to rebuild it, "Help me." I started pulling Robin's body into a stall; I locked it and came out. "Ella's going to be pissed." "Don't worry about what Ella thinks, it's my fault anyway. I pulled you out of her." Thelma came up to me and wrapped her arms around my neck. "I've missed you." "Like crazy?" I smiled and pulled her closer "Like a homicidal maniac." I laughed and kissed her gently. "Come on, I want to show you something. I found it. Thought you might like it." I led her to her dream room, it was hidden behind the walls of the library. I had spent massive amounts of time there cleaning it up and making the last fire disappear from the walls. "Perfect." There was no fire there but we didn't need the light to find each other.

I couldn't let her go but I had to. Malachi was expecting her that night. We went to the bathroom and I let Thelma slip into her body. It was a one time thing; we couldn't let it happen again. Who knew what the consequences were if it did. I walked with Thelma down the hall "Why did you set the fire?" that was the question on everybody's mind. "I had to feel it, the flames." I was happy right then, truly happy. I had told the truth for the first time in weeks, the real truth. I had to stop at the end of the hallway because Malachi was on the other side. "Be careful k?" She shook her head yes and mouthed 'I love you' I smiled "Love you back." I had to watch her drive away with the evil that haunted my very existence. I watched over them that night, I had gotten good at hiding in walls and seeing things without looking at them. They had dinner at some Chinese shop downtown; the Lo Mein was good there from what I could tell, he had ordered it for them along with a couple shots of Absinthe. Thelma could hold her liquor a lot better than I could; she made it to 4 before stopping. He took her back to Medenham where he brought her up to his room. He didn't know what Thelma had hidden in her purse, a bottle of crushed sleeping pills and St. Johns wart. "Wanna beer?" He offered her, "No thanks, I'm good." "I'll be right back. I need to use the loo." He was so drunk he couldn't see straight. Thelma snuck the bottle of mixed pills and beer together. She wasn't scared, she saw me in the back of the room watching her. Malachi came back in and once he reached for the bottle he passed out. "Where did you see the knife at?" Thelma whispered "In his messenger bag." "It isn't in here!" "What?!" "Looking for something ladies?" Azazeal came out from the shadows with the knife of Orachiah in hands. Thelma stood up "Ah Thelma, good to see you have a new body." He grabbed her by her hair, and held the knife to her neck "Now I can watch you die the way I wanted you to." "Let her go!" Apparently those pills that Thelma gave him didn't work. He was wide awake and sober. "Carrie, Carrie, Carrie, you should have known better than to meddle in business that isn't yours." Malachi took the knife away from his father and threatened me. "Do you know what it feels like to lose something that's held so close to you?" He turned back to Azazeal "Yes, I do. Don't hurt her. Please." "Well How do you know what pain feels like?!" Malachi had lost it. I snapped back at him "How do you tell a six year old her mother is dead and she can't see her because her body was so burnt by the fire. I know what pain is and I know loss, so don't feel sorry for yourselves." Thelma was in tears, she knew this was a bad idea. She stared at the blade, she knew if it stabbed her she wouldn't come back.

Azazeal began to drag Thelma out of Malachi's room and toward the old Medenham. Malachi grabbed me by my hair and brought me along. They threw me on the floor of the room that Thelma and I both died in. Azazeal took the blade and made me watch as he stabbed Thelma in the side, he gave her the slowest death; even mine seemed only a few seconds compared to the few minutes that she had left. He threw her on the floor with me. I crawled over to her and pulled her out of that body suit that she had on. I was hoping that it was just the body that was stabbed but the knife cut deep into her side. "Baby! Baby Please don't die. Don't leave me here alone!" I was bawling by this point, Malachi and Azazeal stood in the corner so proud of themselves. "Promise you won't forget me." I promised; it was the same promise I made her say. She died again in my arms. I kissed her cold lips and laid her down, I looked up at them. They each had a smile that just added to the rage I had inside. "What did you do?!" I screamed at them, my tears were gone, everything I loved was gone. All I had was my anger and rage for them. "We showed you what it means to truly have lost." My eyes grew brighter and my hair started to fly. The door slammed shut behind them and locked itself. The candles all around the room lit and the flames were so large that the walls caught on fire. They looked around, I knew what was happening but they didn't. I was venting. "What are you doing?" "What's going on?" I stood up and stared at what laid at my feet. She was really gone. The flames drew closer and closer to me; I pulled the flames off of the wall and toward Azazeal and Malachi. Out from my stomach shot the flames of the last fire, the one that had been building in me, the one that contained all my rage. It formed around them like a force-field keeping them locked in. "You will not run to your little hell that you created as an escape. I want you both to know what real loss is. The loss of your life! I want you two to finally pay for what you have done! All the lives you've taken! The lives that was lost in this war! I want you both to die!" I screamed it just as I did when I screamed for help. Nobody came to their rescue or heard they're death cries. My fire died down into just a flicker. I lay down to Thelma and wrapped her arms around me. "It's over" I whispered hoping that she would have heard me. "They're dead. I won't forget you. I promise I won't." Her body turned to ashes and was blown away. Another thing I couldn't keep was the one that I loved. On the floor where she had been was the necklace I had given her. I picked it up along with Orachiah and went to Ella's room.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

Leon answered the door; he was half awake after all it was midnight. "Carrie? What's wrong?" "I need to speak with Ella." "Well she's kinda asleep right now." "NOW!" "Ok, I'll get her." Ella opened the door; her hair was all messed up. It was hard to believe that that was the girl I looked up to when I was alive. "What is it Carrie?" I handed her Orachiah. "How'd you get it?" She then saw my eyes, how they were red and puffy. "Next time. Fight your own battles don't enlist me ever again. I lost the one thing that ever mattered and now she's gone. This is all that's left of her." I showed Ella the necklace. The diamond shined brightly in my hand, "And what of Malachi?" I rolled my eyes and scoffed "They're dead and they're not coming back." "How?" "You don't want to know. I hope your happy, Thelma's dead and I'm stuck here. You can go back to being a teenager while I waste an eternity here." I walked off and left it at that. I cried myself to sleep for the next couple of nights.. I had gathered Thelma's things that she had collected and burned them. Every night was a new thing, a new piece of clothing or small possession that she loved. The only thing I didn't burn was her necklace. I wore it everyday, everywhere. I had taken place as Thelma's predecessor at Medenham Hall as the Lesbian ghost who haunted girls' dreams, only I hadn't managed to get into any of their dreams. They celebrated the burning of the school with a bon fire every year after I burned my room. That I did help with, the bon fires at Medenham Hall were 3 times higher than any others. I would dance to the music that they played inside the fire, in there I felt her there. I kept my promise, I never ever forgot Thelma.

I had come to the conclusion that I was meant to die, and that Thelma suppose to live. That she was robbed of her life and now here I was 30 years older watching the people I grew up with's kids come to Medenham.

One day she came back to Medenham Hall. It was 30 years after everything and Ella and Leon had given up the Supernatural life for the suburban household. She had the same body, the one I longed to hold or be held by at night, the same face then it hit me. She had the same soul; she was reborn into something that I could keep. She could see me; I followed her around to see if it really was her. She was everything that she ever was; nothing had changed other than the date. She caught me watching her one day and came up to me, Turned out she kept up her promise as well. "I hope you know that I went through puberty to come back to you." Was the first thing she said to me. I smiled when she touched me she made me whole again. She relit the fire that had died when she did, the fire was so hot that it ignited my heart and brought me to life. She put her hand on my cheek, her hand was so warm, and I felt it. I pulled off the worn piece of jewelry and placed it around her neck. She kissed me, like the way she use to. I never thought it was possible for me to love someone so much. 30 years had passed and here I was, kissing her in the middle of the school with everybody watching us. They could see us and once more I was alive. She had come back to me. Thelma finally had the life she was robbed of, and I was part of it.

Funny how once you think something is really gone it finds a way to surprise you in a way that you never would have guessed.