Eternal, Fiction

The darkness was already filled with noises of evil when James walked into the barn. He could barely make sense out of everything in front of him at first, but soon, he would find the two shadows moving violently against the stacks of hay bales...two people who barely noticed that the door was ajar and someone was moving very slowly into the view:

'Brother?!’ James could have uttered the word with conviction and fury. He could have ran for the baseball bat inside the house, could have swung it hard against the devil’s body: thrice on the legs, and once on the head. He could have allowed the beast’s blood to seep into the cold ground where it belongs. Oh yes, he could have done all these, he thought! But, poor him! James' intense shivering cut through his bones even before he could move a muscle.

‘I can’t…oh God, I can’t…But…why can’t I?’ His thoughts were blown out of proportion when his eyes finally landed on the girl—this girl whom he deeply loved. This girl who just spat on all the years that they shared together. '

'How could you...'

James could have asked her the right questions. He could have done the right thing. But, he just stood there, stupidly, staring at them, his mind steadily drifting across and shrinking into the abyss of confusion. 

‘But I love her,' James whispered to himself, before turning around to escape, ‘This is just a nightmare.’