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Don't Open the Door... part three

Updated on September 8, 2011

Derek looked up at Sarina. He saw the wetness on her Jeans. He wanted to hold her tight and tell it was alright. He knew he had to wait for a moment until the emptiness returned to him. Sarina's eyes told him that she understood.

"Why did you pull me back, Sarina? I was so close to seeing what was inside the shed."

"No Derek," she whispered as she slid her wet jeans off of her body, "You were so close that he took over your body. I had no choice or he would have absorbed you and then you would have been gone forever."

Derek looked at her half naked body. His eyes went from her feet to her eyes in a slow, deliberate motion. Her beauty made him stare until she turned red on her cheeks.

"Derek, you are looking at me like a hungry animal, waiting to devour me. Any other time, I would probably love the attention but right now, I just want something clean and fresh to wear. Do you have anything I can wear?"

Derek stood and stared as if she had not said a word to him. Sarina walked past him into his bedroom. She knew her way around his house well and knew his bedroom very well. She knew she was going to have to tell Derek about the thing in the shed sooner or later. She wondered if now was a good time or not. Derek touched her on the shoulder, scaring her and causing her to scream.

"I am so sorry, Love... I was pre-occupied by your body. I didn't mean to scare you."

Sarina turned slowly and faced Derek. She touched her finger-tips to her lips and then touched his with her fingers, wet from her own lips. Her eyes looked into his and she smiled tenderly at him. The Sun had begun to rise in the far East, peeking between the branches of the Pine trees that surrounded the house.

"Safe at last," she whispered to herself. She looked outside at the shed. The door was closed tight and the padlock was on it. She sighed heavily, relief filling her body and mind. "Derek, it is day-light now. I need to tell you some things before the darkness comes again. When I am through, you may not want to be with me or love me any more."

He kissed her and held her tight, his fingers wrapped in her long hair. He pressed his cheek to her and whispered in to her ear. "Nothing you could tell me would ever make me walk away from you. I am forever, desperately In Love with you and will be at your side for the rest of my life."

"I pray that is true, sweetheart, I dearly pray to heaven that is true. I will tell you as much as I can now. Just listen please. When we were 10 years old, there was a house across the meadow. You and your parents lived there. My parents had died when I was five years old so I came here to live with my Grammie."

"Wait for a moment. I am confused. I thought this was My house?"

"It is your house, Derek. Please let me finish and then you will understand more. We used to play together when we were kids. We stayed out in the meadow sometimes until long after dark. Grammie would call to me and we would hide from her. You always wanted me to stay longer than I should have and well, I always did. One night, while we were walking home, we heard a scream come from your house. We ran as fast as we could to your house. When we got to the door, Grammie was already standing in the doorway. She told you to stay outside until the authorities came. We waited for hours but no one ever came."

"Where were my parents? Why don't I remember them? I thought your Grammie was my relation. She told me my parents went away when I was little and that she was my Grammie and would take care of me."

"If you don't let me finish, I won't be able to help you tonight. Grammie left us there, telling us to stay away from the house until she got back. You didn't wait for Grammie to come back. You went inside anyways. I begged you to wait for her. When I heard you scream, I ran in after you. I saw what you saw."

"It was so horrible, Sarina. They both laid there on the floor, Mom's fingers touching Dad's face. The blood dripped off of her fingers and made a pool on the floor by Dad. I remember, Sarina. I walked over to them and as I was staring down at Dad, his eyes rolled open. He looked straight up at me and smiled. I thought it was a joke of some sort and I smiled back, believing that they were going to stand up and say something like "April Fools" or "gotcha that time, Derek... you should have seen the look on your face, Son."

"Derek, I am so sorry. The shock was more than you could handle and you blocked it from your mind for many, many years. You created a world and a past life for yourself so you didn't have to remember."

"I still don't understand what this has to do with the shed and the torture and torment we have had to endure. What the hell is in that shed, Sarina and why has it taken you so many years to tell me? We have been together for all of our lives. We have been best friends and lovers. Why couldn't you have told me this a long time ago instead of making me suffer?!?!?!"

"Derek, this is not my fault. I have been trying to save you since it happened. Please don't put this on me. There is still more you have to remember before it can be done. If you don't, then I will be gone and you will be alone. You have got to go back and close that door and destroy the shed. Only you can do that."

"I want to go back and stop this insanity! I have to or I will not survive. How do I close the door for good?"

"You have to listen to me and let me finish."

"What is inside the shed, Sarina? Who is it that keeps haunting me and trying to kill me!?!?!?"

She held him close to her. She kissed his forehead and his eyes. She laid him back slowly and moved over him. Derek began to fall into her magical touch. The world outside seem to disappear as she touched him. She moved her mouth near his ear.

"Derek, do not let go of me. We are only safe when we are loving one another. Hold me tight and be mine right now. It is not trying to kill you, Derek, it is trying to kill Me! You are simply the vessel it needs to get to me."

"Why does it want you dead!?!? I won't let it kill you, not ever. God, Sarina, tell me what it is!!!" Derek held tight to her as their love drew closer to it's peak. He felt the tears falling from her eyes, running down his chest. He held her as tight as he could.

"Your father smiled at you, Derek, remember from there. Inside the shed, trying to kill me... is You."


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      Darrel Day 6 years ago from Iowa

      ahhhh, you flatter me with your words of kindness, Marcoujor. You cause me to smile so Gihugically. Don't stop. lol. Really though I know how busy you are right now and I feel honored that you find time to read my story. Thank you again... Always, Darrel

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      Maria Jordan 6 years ago from Jeffersonville PA

      I really admire a writer who "goes with the flow" so effortlessly, as you are doing with this story, Darrel!

      The introduction of a traumtic reaction is sheer brilliance. Voted UP & AB, mar.

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      Darrel Day 6 years ago from Iowa

      i smile at every single word and thank you for following this story. I too am anxious to see where the story goes. I do not give it a single thought when I finish for the day. Until I sit and begin typing the next day I don't have a clue either. Enjoy and Thank you so much.

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      QudsiaP1 6 years ago

      Goodness, I didn't expect it either; there are so many scenarios running in my mind at the moment that I fear if I do not read part 4 I will go mad with curiosity!

      Part 4 here I come.

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      Darrel Day 6 years ago from Iowa

      and a beautiful comment from a beautiful lady. thank you for always, always supporting me. ;)

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      Michelle 6 years ago

      hurry ! write more ..the suspense is killing me..great write as always

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      Darrel Day 6 years ago from Iowa

      thank you for reading and the wonderful words of encouragement. I have NOOOOOO idea where this is going. Guess we will see in the morning. Thank you again...

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      fatgrammy 6 years ago from North Carolina

      Oh my you got me good. This is getting better and better. You know how much I love your writing and this just make me love it more. Can't wait for more!

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      Laurie 6 years ago

      OMG! Ok you have me hooked. Can't wait to read the rest. This is so good.

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      Becky Katz 6 years ago from Hereford, AZ

      Wow, I didn't expect that one.