Their Possession (Crescent Falls) - English

Sasha

Sasha's POV

One week ago

My life isn't perfect but it is normal. I work a nine-to-five desk job in a local public library that also sells rare and collector's item books. The salary is crappy but in a small town like this, you don't have that many options. Oh well, I love reading books and I get to read limited-edition ones without paying a cent. I also tutor kids after work to save money to pay for my rent. I am an orphan. I grew up not knowing my parents' names and the orphanage doesn't have any records of my family and me. All I know is that Mom and Dad died in a car accident when I was a baby. I also have a boyfriend I rarely see but that's okay, I know he's busy with work because, like me, he's also saving. For our future, I hope.

We have plans of moving together. He said he is serious about me and our relationship and he wanted to take everything to the next level and he should be, we've been together for two years. If he's just fooling with me, I have a perfect curse for him.

Just kidding, I don't know anything about spells and curses let alone make one. But sometimes, I feel like I can do it.

Ritchel, my best friend and roommate told me he was only doing it because he wanted me to give up my v-card. She's wrong though, or maybe she's right. I just refuse to see it as it is. Maybe I'm just blinded by my love for him that I overlook his intentions. I know Jared loves me and that's where we're going, so why wait? I am not a prude and Jared is not my first boyfriend, I just don't feel like giving my exes access to what my college friends usually call the 'mystic falls.'

I don't know why I had my doubts about doing it before, it's like there is a voice inside my head that says it is wrong and that I shouldn't do it and that I needed to wait for the right time so here I am, twenty-four and still a virgin. It's not my fault either, and I don't think my being a busty redhead is the problem. I just don't like it.

But that will change. Tonight, I planned on surprising Jared. I will come to his place-- soon to be our place, and give him my virginity.

"Sasha, I'm off. Are you sure you'll be fine?" Leonor said, taking me away from my train of thoughts. I look at her and then I look at my students. They are busy doing their homework while waiting for their parents.

"Yep. I'll lock up when I'm done." I smiled at her, so wide that I think I freaked her out. Oh, I am so sorry, I'm excited and nervous... I feel so giddy about what I'm going to do tonight. Leonor left and I kept myself busy putting the books into their perspective places after bidding goodbye to my last student.

As I manage to arrange the last piece of the book from the cart while humming a familiar tune I didn't know where I heard it but was stuck in my head since I was a kid, I felt it. The same familiar feeling. Like someone is watching me but when I turn around, there is no one there just me. It is also impossible for anyone to stay inside after I put up that 'Sorry, we're closed' sign upfront.

I took a deep breath and continue my work. This is not new. I always feel as if someone is watching me and I should get scared. You might think I'm also hallucinating but I am not.

But the thing is, I'm not scared. Knowing someone is out there watching over me like my guardian angel always puts me at ease. Which is strange, I know. But hey, I am safe and my body is still attached and in one piece so there's no need to be scared.

I walk back to my desk and fix my stuff before grabbing my handbag. I also picked up a book I'm currently reading and that's when it fell. A letter, an invitation to live and work in Crescent falls, another small town I never heard of. I didn't know the details, didn't even read the letter and I'm not showing interest in working in a new place where I need to start over. I am where I needed to be, near Jared.

Taking a deep breath, I picked it up and put the letter inside my bag. It may sound weird, but I can't throw that letter away. I don't know why I'm still hanging on to it when I'm not going to use it at all. After checking everything, from fans to computers to windows, to the electric sockets, I left. I still have a lot of things to do before going over to Jared's place. I might as well wax my lady parts since I know he likes it that way. I mean he's not happy with my leg hairs so seeing my garden might turn him off too.

As I went out, I realize that it was really dark outside. I now remember why Leonor looks at me that way earlier. She's worried about me knowing that the street lights were broken since yesterday due to some minor repairs on the main power generator on the other street.

'This is where your taxes go...' I shrugged off. Clutching my bag close to my chest, I started walking fast. I look back and notice three guys following me. They creep me out. I mean I get it, it's a bit chilly tonight but why are you wearing a hoodie when it is not even raining and why lower your gaze when I tried looking at them?

In a small place like this one, everyone knows everyone. So when I say the guys who are currently following me doesn't look familiar, I mean it. I tried walking faster until I saw someone I knew. Mrs. Cortez, the mother of one of the kids I'm teaching looked at me as if I lost my mind when I appeared in between her and her husband while walking towards their house.

"Sasha? What's wrong?" Mr. Cortez asked me. He wrapped his hands around my waist which me and Mrs. Cortez noticed and that's why he pulled them away.

"I am so sorry to bother you, but someone is following me. Can I stay with you until they left?" I asked. My heart's still beating fast even when I know that I'm not alone. In fact, I thought this is a bad idea because what if these people come after them too because they help me?

"Following you?" Mrs. Cortez raised an eyebrow. She looks at me as if I lost my mind. "Are you sure? Maybe you're just imagining stuff."

'Why would I make up stories just to be with you?' I almost shouted. And then I realize, that Mr. Cortez still clings to me enough that Mrs. Cortez thought I'm trying to steal her husband.

"I... Ahhh..." I turn around and the guys following me are nowhere to be found. As in they disappeared into thin air.

"Maybe you're just tired. Rest, Sasha." They said. Mrs. Cortez has her way of intimidating me and making sure I leave them alone.

"Y-yeah... Maybe I am." I replied. "Thank you for uhmmm... Accompanying me, I'll leave you alone. Have a good night, Ma'am." I told her as I make my way inside the restaurant beside their house. I am still a bit too far from home and I really don't want to go home right now. Maybe I can just take a cab and go straight to Jared's house since that's where I'm going.

Booking a cab takes time so I sit down and order take-out foods. Knowing my boyfriend, he works a lot and when he's into something, he always forgets to eat. I ordered all meat pizza and tacos and waited for it while waiting for my cab. After twenty minutes, my pizza is done and the cab just arrived. I paid for my food and hop in on the cab. I told the driver the address and tried fixing my make up. I know I smell sweaty but this is not the first time and I will be sweating a lot too later so it's not going to be a problem.

I thought about calling Jared and telling him that I'll come and sleep over but where's the fun in that? How will I be able to surprise him if he'll know I'll come?

That thirty minute drive felt like ages. I kept on looking at my phone and the streets until I finally saw Jared's apartment. And as expected, all of the lights were off and only his bedroom light is on. I paid for the taxi fare and hurriedly took off. Jared gave me a spare key to his apartment and he has my key too and I took it out and unlocked the door. It is difficult because I still have the pizza box and the taco bag and my bag as I am opening the door but I keep on telling myself that I'll all be worth it. My night will be worth it.

I put the pizza and the tacos on the bar counter. Last time I remember there's a bottle of red wine in his cellar. Pizza and red wine doesn't go well together but meh, he can pour the wine on my naked body and lick me clean or he can spread the pizza toppings at my body eat me after. I giggled at my own thought.

I was practically running up the stairs to kiss him. It's been a week since we met and it's driving me crazy. I miss him that I almost forgot about that creepy encounter I had before coming here. I am now standing outside his door. My hands up in the air about to knock when I hear a familiar voice that stopped me from knocking.

"When are you going to leave that bitch?" A female voice said. A very familiar female voice.

"Ritchel, you know I can't." Jared said. Yup, he's talking to Ritchel, my roommate and bestfriend. I took a peek and I saw them together, naked, laying on the bed Jared and I made.

"Why not? I'm so tired of being your side chick." She said. I put my hand on my chest. An unfamiliar pain stabbing my heart as if someone is poking needles in my heart.

"But we need her money. We can't continue living like this."

'He's after my money?!' Being an orphan taught me to spend less and save more. I have a decent enough money that I've been saving for my future, for our future. That's what he's after? Is that the reason why he took an insurance under my name?

"Really? Maybe you're in love with her now that's why you cannot leave her! I am nothing but an available pussy to fuck!"

"Ritchel," I heard exhaustion in Jared's voice. "How can I love someone as uptight as Sasha? She's like a mannequin, so cold and heartless. You, on the other hand, you're warm and hot."

They stopped talking and I cannot imagine what they might be doing. But judging from the moans and the groans, they're not playing hide and seek.

I cannot take it anymore. I push myself to move. To walk away or I might do something I will regret later. I walk downstairs. I am leaving. I have no business here. I took my bag, my pizza, and my tacos and I threw his house key outside. I don't have any plans of going back. They betrayed me. The only people in my life decided to betray me. And it hurts like hell.

I am walking on the streets in the middle of the night. It is scary but nothing is scarier than knowing the only two people in the world that you trust are doing something behind your back. I look ridiculous. I know I look ridiculous. I am crying and walking and eating a piece of pizza. My mascara is ruined, and my lipstick is smudged but who cares? No one did.

A car horning behind me stopped me from walking. I look behind, afraid that it is Jared but I remember he doesn't have a car. The cab from earlier stopped beside me and the window went down.

"I just came back because you drop this but I saw you walking out of that house. Are you okay?" He asked me. He looks fine. So fine if you ask me. Why didn't I notice that earlier?

He handed me a book. My book. The one from the library. I don't know how he got it, I must have dropped it off earlier.

"Uhmm. Thanks." I answered shyly. I became so conscious about my appearance.

"No worries. So where are you going? I thought you were here to surprise your boyfriend?" He asked. I frown. I do wish remember telling him about it. "I just figured. I mean who would travel this late if she's not meeting someone? Plus you kept on smiling and giggling like a teenager."

'Is he reading my mind?' Upon thinking that, he smirked.

"Uhmm... I changed my mind. He's an idiot and he doesn't deserve me." There's no need to tell him everything.

"If that's the case, hop in. Let me take you back." He said smiling. He is friendly, and good-looking too. But I am heartbroken and I don't want him to exploit my weakness. "I've been driving here for more than ten minutes. Not a single cab on sight."

'He's reading my mind! No way!'

"I'm just offering my help. You can say no if you don't want." He shrug. I look around and he is right. Not a single car on sight. Taking a deep breath I opened the passenger side of the car and slide inside. Pizza box on my lap, I put my bag on the side.

"You want some pizza?" I asked him. He looks at me and took a piece. He bite and chew and made a soft moaning sound that made me shiver.

"That's good. So good." He said, but looking at me. At this point I didn't know if he's talking about the pizza or me. I don't have time for that. I am too busy watching him eat, licking his fingers clean and I salivate while staring at his Adam's apple move.

Five minutes ago, I am brokenhearted. Now I wanted to jump on his lap and lick that mozarella off of his mouth!