The Apparition Man- Part Ninety#

The warm water trickled down my tensed body. The feeling of fear still shivering throughout me.1

I was alone in the bathroom, although I had requested that Lisa stay out just in case of another episode. She too had thought it to be best in my given situation, and state of mind that she stay as well.2

I had told her the truth, told her that someone had been choking me, suffocating me, trying to take the life from me; And although she had listened, I could not help but feel an overwhelming sense that she thought I was lying. Like I in fact was trying to kill myself, right their, and then.3

She had called for Doctor Hewitt, and handed me my clean clothes. Running me a shower, she watched me undress cautiously, and made sure I was perfectly stable before she let me be, leaving the room. Shutting the door loudly behind her.4

In a way on the outside I was stable, but inside I was about ready to shatter into a thousand pieces, I was petrified. And while my plan to die had somehow become more than a reality, it was not the kind of reality I wanted to succumb to or was even ready for. It was most definitely not the way I wanted to go down.5

I gripped onto the hand railing, feeling weak. I felt as if I had been burdened with heavy wights of stone, strong enough to keep me under, strong enough to take control and make me loose all sight of my aspirations, of all my goals.6

Yet as I felt my body falling under the stress of it all, some how the thought of dying did not seem so appealing, I did not feel so compelled after all,well at this point in time at least; And if it had been Kerry who had treated me this way, he had just made his first mistake.7

I felt the glass, the steamy reflection, as the haze, and the steam were beginning to take my breath away.8

Even though I was sitting on the shower recess tiles, I reached up, extending my shaking arm, and turned the cold tap on to full. I breathed a sigh of relief  as it released, the cold, ice like water touched my heated skin. Anything to take that feeling of a silent suffocation away from me.9

Had the ghost been Kerry? Or had it really been someone sinister? 10

Worse yet had it been a delusion, a hallucination. After all I had been rather delusional, up to the point in where some of the thoughts in my head were entirely bizarre. Maybe that is all it had been. Just a fragment, a pigment of my imagination. Though I seriously doubted it. 11

The feelings, the behavior, it was way to real to be all in my head. To vivid to be my imagination, and come to think too it Kerry had be rather sinister when he had been alive. It was in his nature, he was the sort, especially if you got on his bad side.12


If so, how could he do that to me? His one, and only Juliet? 13

Small tears formed in my eyes. Ones that made my eyes sting with fury as the cold water tickled and melted them away. Washing away all the evidence of my nightmarish experience.14

I never wanted to feel like that ever again, I never wanted to feel.15

Outside I heard a click, as the knob of the bathroom door twisted, and opened revealing the bedroom light. Yet no one came inside, as I expected.16

“Lisa,” I cried,” Lisa did you open the bathroom door?” trying not to sound so desperately frightened I coughed, chocking back the lump in my throat.17

It took a while for her to respond, but when she did she arrived at the door, a ghastly white look on her face.18

“No...no... I thought that you opened it,” she stuttered.19

My eyes widened as something caught my eyes, and my attention fell to the towel on the wrack that was slowly sliding of the wrack towards Lisa. It slipped and fell, right before her feet and she gasped, jumping back as it moved towards the door.20

She placed her foot firmly on the towel, and kicked it aside. Her eyes widening as she looked towards me.21

“I'll be waiting outside,” she muttered quickly before running out, slamming the door shut behind her, leaving me a sniveling mess, shaking in what felt like a prisoners booth.22

“Lisa,” I whined,”Lisa come back here right this instant, don't leave me alone... Please.”23

Turning both the taps of. I quickly got out of the shower, reaching for the towel that sat right before the shower door.24

“Just breath Reidy, breath and everything will be just fine,” I whispered to myself. My only reassurance being the door.25

Quickly I opened it, running out to see Lisa standing with Doctor Hewitt near my bedroom door. Their conversation was hushed, and Lisa had a strange look on her. Like something was seriously wrong. There was something they were both hiding from me, I could feel it.26

I wanted to know, I wanted to know more than anything else what they were talking about, what they were hiding. I needed desperately to know their big secret.27

Was it true? Was there really something sinister in this room?28

I stood naked, dripping a puddled onto to carpet. As both woman turned around, with the same expression on their faces.29


Watching me, I quickly wrapped my towel around my body. Feeling slightly self conscious as Doctor Hewitt's eyes returned to mine. A frown forming, her eyebrow burrowed under worry.30

“Where are you clothes Reidy?” she asked innocently, had she no idea of what just happened. She patted Lisa's shoulder, making her way over to were I was standing, and wrapped her arm around mine, looking towards the bathroom door. “Why don't you get them, and pop them on, and we will go for a walk back to my office to talk.31

I stood shaking in fear, my finger pointing towards the open door.32

“In the bathroom,” I shuddered, muttering under my breath,”There is no way in hell that I am going back inside their tonight. I shook my head gripping my towel tightly. “No way In hell,” I stated, looking towards Lisa.33

She nodded, hearing the urgency, and the fear in my voice.34

“Very well then, Lisa could you please get Reidy's clothes, we can't have her standing her in a  freezing room to catch pneumonia.”35

For a moment, Lisa hesitated. Not moving, obviously unsure; But within a moment she did as she was asked, walking into the haunted bathroom, to retrieve my clothes.