Him and Her

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Summary

Two souls met by fate, years passed and She came to Him. Their eyes met, their love grew, unknown to Her that He wanted more than Her love.....but also her heart.

Genre:
Horror / Romance
Author:
Ravensitema
Status:
Complete
Chapters:
1
Rating:
n/a
Age Rating:
18+

Him and Her

There is nothing present but Him up there in that house. He who watches with bloodshot eyes, all who pass that old rotting and decaying land full of death. Day after day He sits there staring, watching, waiting for Her to enter the bleeding realm that He rules.

One day She came upon that realm He rules, traveling to a far off land, all dressed in a white-laced dress with not a care in the world. Her eyes fell upon the gate, overgrown with rose thorns and beautiful blood red roses growing all along and in-between the broken red-grey walls that encased the estate.

“Come…” He whispered sweetly to Her “Enter in…be with me…let us be one…”

She, young of age, plentiful of beauty, with the fairest of skin and bright enlightening sea-blue eyes, thought only for a moment to turn and carry on.

“Why do you stare…? Do you not know…? I am all that is good, all that is beautiful, all that you desire…come…”

The gate opened slightly as She entered, passing the beautiful roses with blood stained thorns. Her eyes decayed at the sight of what was before Her. Trees scattered along the land, rotting logs, murky waters with overgrown foliage engulfed the once clear pathway.

Slowly did she make her way through, careful not to stray from the path at hand. The sun that had shinned upon her long curly chestnut hair, had now fled in terror to escape what beautifully crafted fate awaited her.

She traveled further into the rotting corpse; the smell of human flesh putrefied the air around her. Statues of human figures peered through the overgrown foliage, many missing parts of their bodies and wings as if something, rather than nature or time, had caused their unbearable pain.

He watched as she struggled through the rotting land, occasionally his eyes met hers in what seemed like a blissful eternity. For years He sat up there waiting for Her to be with Him. And now He was only a few steps away from Her, the woman He has wanted all these decaying years full of desolation.

At the door She stood transfixed on the blood stained doorknob, crushed by a force far stronger than any human man. It was too late to turn back now, for as She looked around, what was once scattered trees and few glimpses of the estates boundaries, now was completely isolated in a thick forest with no sign of animal or human interaction. She opened the door into the house where He lay. Immediately she noticed that something about the house was off. Outside, the house was completely deteriorated; in a complete state of ruin far from ever being repaired. The green shutters were faded and chipped falling off the hinges, the white paint turned to an evil grey, windows broken, glass scattered along the porch.

But inside everything appeared to be brand new, nothing, not even time itself, had left its mark on the inside. The Victorian era atmosphere overwhelmed Her as She walked further into the house. Dark wood flooring that showed her reflection ran through the house, endless stairs lead up to the second floor. Portraits of His family hung perfectly on the walls, all seeming to watch Her as She attempted to grasp the environment around Her.

“Come…be with me my love…let us be together…forever…”

His whispers echoed through the house leading her closer and closer to his heart.

She came to the endless red-carpeted staircase where the room ended and a new one began somewhere lost in the darkness. She ventured up the stairs, step-by-step, deeper into the arms of Her beloved. Marks along the stair railings showed signs of a struggle between something and someone. Once on the second floor she found herself in another part of the house where a long corridor of doors and paintings lined the peeling wallpaper. Each room held furniture that was covered with a cloth and painted over with centuries of dust. Holes in the walls showed the internal pain of the dying house as burn marks scattered upon the walls. At the end of the corridor She came upon a closed door with a chipped crystal doorknob and the words “Master Suite” on a broken nameplate.

She knocked.

No answer.

She knocked again.

Still she received no answer.

Then, after a moment’s pause of dead silence, the door opened with tremendous force. Dust flew up in a whirlwind, rats scattered to their respective rooms, and toys played wildly through the rooms.

“You’re…here…” He said “You’re really finally here…”

She entered into the dark chamber where a red velvet canopy bed with gold rimming on the edges, pillows, and sheets. A dimly lit lamp sat on a small side table next to the bed with the Holy Bible under the lamp. Paintings of nature hung on the walls fading away with age and decay. A Persian rug was in the middle of the floor where a oak wood rocking chair sat by the window. And in that chair, rocking back and forth, sat Her beloved with tears in His eyes.

“Hello…” said He.

“Hello there…” said She.

“ I’ve missed you…” He stood up and looked lovingly at Her “Have you…missed me?”

“I…how do you know me?”

He went to Her, hugged Her, then closed the door locking it shut.

“Because you are the one I’ve been waiting for all these long lonely years…my true love…my sweet wife…”

“Wife?” She took a step back “But we never have met! How…how can…”

“Shhhhh…”

He pulled Her close to Him and put on a record, waltzing to the tune of “Künstlerleben op. 316 Vita d'artista” by Strauss in the old dim room. He kissed Her on the forehead, then the lips, and finally onto her neck. She sighed in ecstasy as He laid his head close to Hers whispering sweet nothings in Her ear.

“You are the light of my world…the one that keeps me living…the one who I love…forever…”

She looked out into the forested land where He ruled over His realm. The beautiful loving tune of Strauss soothing all Her worries about this stranger away as they waltzed together entwined in each other’s arms.

“But…this beauty cannot last…”

Her eyes grew in fear as He destroyed her body, ripping through Her rib cage and out through Her back. Her once clean white laced dress now forever stained in blood. He kissed her on the forehead smiling pulling her close to Him.

“Now we can be together…forever…”

He pushed her away onto the floor, Her eyes seeing the last glimpse of her beloved. A tall lightly brown haired man with eyes of grey, and skin pale as the moon, dressed in a green pair of silk pants, white button up collared shirt, a brown vest, and a wavy hair cut with friendly greying mutton chops.

“Now it is complete…”

He opened the closet doors that had been hidden behind the heavy red velvet curtains before. Rows of jars, some covered in dust, were all lined along the three walls on eighteen shelves total. Inside the jars were the beating hears of His beloveds whom had loved him ever so tenderly.

“It is done…I have finally captured innocence.”

He placed Her heart into a jar next to all the others, and aligned it ever so delicately as to preserve its uniqueness. This is the story of Him and Her; a love too beautiful to last.


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