The Devil's Web | Sequel

Eight years, eight full years of crying for him, blaming myself for his disappearance, avoiding to mention the word 'death' and his name in the same sentence because I refused to accept the fact that I'll never see him again,or at least I thought it would be like that.

I think my eyes are deceiving me,I think my whole brain is,why wouldn't it? I've been popping antidepressants like tic-tacs for days now and I'm pretty sure that one of the side effects is feeling completely fried and out of it,the saddest part is that it doesn't even phase me anymore.

This isn't the first hallucination I had but it's definitely the weirdest one, it's making me feel different,to be specific it's making me feel hope and happiness,when usually,all I ever felt was an anxious icky feeling in my chest,I think some would call that shock or the good old fear.

He looks different than what I remember, I can tell he's really a product of my imagination by the way his face is glowing.His complexion is pale but radiant,with faint dark circles forming under his tired eyes.

God,he looks so real.

A small smile creeps on his face and I feel my stomach turn.It feels so real.

I close my eyes and inhale sharply.

"You're not here,this is from medication and sleep deprivation, you're not here,you are not-"

"No more sleep deprivation, sweetheart."My eyes fly open as his voice sends cold chills through my whole body.

"W-what?"I stutter.

He takes a step forward and I take a step back, frightened.

"You're not real."

"I am."He utters with his deep voice as he stares at me pleadingly, the white in his eyes now turned a light shade of red.

"You-you are not real!! This is from the medication-"

He takes another step forward and grabs my arm roughly, pulling me towards him until my head hits his chest.I began squirming but his big arms wrap around me, holding me in place.

Only then I realized that this wasn't the side effect of my medication,nor was it the outcome of my sleepless nights,he was actually here, standing in front of me.

"Adelaine,baby, it's me."He whispers in my ear hurriedly, sounding panicked.

"I know you're afraid,mad,sad even,but please keep your voice down or they'll hear you, okay? Can you do that for me,baby?"

I inhale sharply and feel my knees buckle under me, shock overtaking my whole body as I nearly collapse again,but this time he's there to hold me.

My face is buried in the crook of his neck, allowing me to inhale his scent,it didn't change not one bit, it's still as alluring as it once was, so comforting and strong, it's shaking me back to reality.

"Adelaine,say something, please."He begs,and I pull away staring at him in shock.Tears are sliding down his cheeks as he looks into my eyes, waiting for me to say something,but only a quiet sob escapes my lips.

I can't even feel my body,I feel like I'm on a floating cloud that's about to disappear and I'll fall right through it...this doesn't feel real,I don't feel real.

I'm not believing my own eyes,or my ears,or these bodily sensations I'm getting,it has to be a lie.

"It's not the medication, I'm really here"He says,like he sensed my overthinking.

He's really here?

I hold my breath as I stretch my hand out, slowly placing it on his cheek.I don't know why I expected my fingers to pass right through his face,maybe because all my hallucinations work like that, but not this one, because it's real.