I remember my heart beating a mile per minute, I was staring at my sister…. her face was so distorted. So sad. So broken. I remember walking towards her, scared. Then she started backing up towards the edge of a bridge.

“Give me your body Ashley. Give me your soul like you did when you were human. I will take care of you again. Show you.” She squeezed me and raises my hand and kisses it.

I need to know… I have to know.

“I trust you.”

This is so wrong. I don’t trust anyone. I don’t trust Lisa, I barely trust my gynecologist. So why do I trust her? why does my body want her so much.

I am The Angel of Lies.

The greatest liar in the world…. So am I lieing to myself when I say I trust her? is my instinct taking over, so I can corrupt her in the end? Would I?

Could I?

This stuff is getting to thick for my liking…. It’s like when you bite down in a piece of chocolate and find out it’s a discolored Carmel piece. And it sticks to the top of your mouth.

Can’t believe I just made this into a food analogy. Ironic.

She shifts and picks me up slightly and places me next to her. She gets up and pulls me up with her.

Spencer pulls me into her tightly. Her smell, it’s so familiar. So amazing.

She guides me out of the room. She pauses near the alter. “Kneel.”

I let go of her hand and get on my knees. She opens a cabinet and takes out a goblet filled with holy water.

Please don’t say she is going to spray holy water on me and start chanting incantation. Because seriously… I’ve seen Buffy the vampire slayer and that isn’t cool in my book.

She kneel in front of me and cups my face as she holds the goblet. She kisses me softly and places the goblet down.

She starts kissing me again more passionately and I moan as her tongue flicks on my bottom lip. I quickly grant her access as I feel her fingers mover to the rim of my shirt. I pull away and lift up my arms so she can take it off. she places it down beside us and I grab her neck and pull her back into me.