Angel Kiss - Laura Jane Cassidy [40]
‘Get off me!’ I could hear myself saying.
‘What?’ said Nick.
‘Stop. Stop it!’
Nick backed away.
‘OK, OK, just calm dow–’
I could hear Nick’s confusion, but I couldn’t calm down – I was in pure panic.
‘Get off me!’
‘Jacki, I’m not on you! Will you stop shouting?’
I could hear him speak but I couldn’t answer. I felt as if I was no longer lying on the bed in the master bedroom. I was lying on a damp carpet of twigs and leaves out under a black sky, with a brutal, heavy body pushing down on me, and a sweaty hand groping the inside of my legs. I tried to push him away but he was much too strong. The body pushed down on me, harder and harder.
‘Is everything OK in there?’ shouted Colin from the other side of the door.
‘Yes.’ Nick’s voice was shaking. ‘Yes, every–’
‘Get off me! Get off! No, stop it, stop it!’
‘Jacki? Is that you?’ said Colin.
‘Get off me!’
‘Jacki, I’m not near you!’ said Nick. ‘Please stop. You’re scaring me. Please just calm –’
‘Get off me!’
The door rattled on its hinges as Colin slammed against it.
‘Nick, open this door now,’ he shouted.
‘Wait, just wait.’ Nick scurried off the bed.
There was a loud bang on the door.
The door rattled again. But it didn’t budge.
‘Jacki … listen to me,’ said Nick. ‘What the hell is wrong with you?’ He ran over to the door and tried to open the lock, but the key went tumbling to the floor.
‘For God’s sake,’ he mumbled.
There was another loud bang. The door swung open, hitting Nick hard in the face. He let out a howl of pain.
‘Jacki!’ Colin could see me jerking about on the bed, desperately trying to wrestle with the invisible attacker. ‘What did you do to her?’
I could still hear everything that Colin and Nick were saying. They couldn’t see my attacker, and I could only feel him.
‘I did NOTHING. I didn’t touch her!’ shouted Nick. Colin gave him a questioning look.
‘OK, we were just … well … you know … She wanted to! And then she just totally freaked!’
By this time a group of partiers were huddled at the door, all staring at me. Colin slammed it shut, abruptly blocking their view. Then he sat down on the bed and leaned over me.
“Get off me!’ I shouted.
‘Jacki,’ he said. Colin grabbed my wrist and this suddenly brought me back. I was back in reality, shivering uncontrollably.
‘I have to go,’ I said, sitting up. ‘I … I have to go now.’ I threw the coats off the bed until I found my bag, then ran from the room towards the stairs.
‘Jacki, where are you going?’ shouted Nick.
‘Home. I’m sorry. I have to get out of here now.’ I didn’t understand what had just happened, but I knew I needed to get away.
I rushed down the stairs and out the front door. Colin came running after me.
‘Jacki, wait. You can’t go by yourself. Wait there, I’ll get your jacket.’ Colin hurried back into the house.
I stared at my reflection in the passenger window of a car in the driveway. I was horribly pale. A burning sensation ripped through my skull. Things were getting out of hand. What had happened in that room was far worse than any headache or nightmare or vision. I knew what I needed to do. I needed to visit the healer as soon as possible. I might have refused to believe in that sort of stuff, but now I was desperate. I couldn’t deny it: something supernatural was happening.
That night I lay in my bed, trying to fight back the tears. My chances with Nick had been completely ruined. I’d been so close to him. We could have kissed more … and then he might have asked me on a date. But I’d ruined it. I’d ruined everything. Or rather something had ruined everything. Was it really something supernatural, whatever that might mean? I wished it was morning so I could ring Ger Rapple’s number.
When you die you are dead – that’s it. You rot into nothing and you are never coming back … Right?
Chapter 12
I woke up late for the second day in a row and noticed a big purple bruise