Human vs. Phantom

Chapter- 8 Episode- 1, Honesty is the worst b***h

Chapter- 8

Episode- 1

Honesty is the worst bitch

Stillwater, Minnesota,

“Rockin' around the Christmas tree

At the Christmas party hop

Mistletoe hung where you can see

Every couple tries to stop

Rockin' around the Christmas tree

Let the Christmas spirit ring

Later we'll have some pumpkin pie

And we'll do some caroling

You will get a sentimental feeling when you hear

Voices singing, "Let's be jolly

Deck the halls with boughs of holly"

Rockin' around the Christmas tree

Have a happy holiday

Everyone dancing merrily

In the new old fashioned way

You will get a sentimental feeling when you hear

Voices singing, "Let's be jolly

Deck the halls with boughs of holly"

Rockin' around the Christmas tree

Let the Christmas spirit ring

Later we'll have some pumpkin pie

And we'll do some caroling”

It was Christmas eve; the atmosphere was echoing with caroling songs everywhere. The day was cold and snowy but the festive atmosphere made it warm and happy. Everyone was happy and celebrating, with their family, neighbors, friends, and lovers. It was love and warmth all around. But sometimes all we want to see is happiness that at any cost we will ignore the confusion and suffering, not because we won’t be able to take it, but because we don’t know our capabilities, so in place of dealing with those emotions, we tend to ignore them.

“umm… babe.” She tried speaking midst of a deep hot kiss.

“you were so hot today; I was barely controlling myself throughout the party. Don’t stop me now.” The guy said, his cheeks all red from his obvious drunken state.

“j… just a minute Jack, I…” she again tried to say something but Jack was too much into the kiss that he just wanted to devour her lips with no word asked in between.

“Hey, baby where are you goin’?” Jack said to her beautiful wife as she walked away from the warm embrace of his big warm hands and lips. They just came back from a Christmas party at their colleague’s. it was all cheap booze and sexy dance moves there weren’t at all the silent and formal ones. They were young after all, just in their mid-twenties. Jack was a bit drunk from the tens of glasses of that cheap booze but his wife Stacy is was sober, completely. She didn’t have even a glass of beer down her throat. She was in a bad mood the whole evening as if she was scared and angry. She was sour and sullen like something was on her mind that she has to keep inside her. Her husband tried kissing her as they came back to their home, but she walked away to the bathroom saying,

“just a minute,” she announced yelling from the closed door of the bathroom looking her figure back at the mirror, her bag in her hand and cheeks flustered, and eyebrows arched in an angry expression.

“it will all be cleared in a moment,” she said as if she was telling it to herself, looking at the mirror. She throws her hand inside her bag, hanging on her hand, pulling out a small box from it. Yes, it was the pregnancy test kit.

“it will all be okay, it’s okay even if I am pregnant.” She again muttered and tear out the pack and pulled the test strip from it. Peeing on it the only thing in her head was how, how will she take in the truth if she was actually pregnant. But most importantly how will she take it if Jack doesn’t want the baby, they got married not too long ago. But right now, she can do nothing else but just do it, it was harder, harder than she ever thought it would be, whenever she imagined being a mother, she always feels thrilled and happy but actually living it, that feeling, it was something else. This was the time which was very crucial from their both individual careers, they were not well settled to have a baby.

Closing her eyes, taking a long inhale and a powerful exhale, she opens her eyes for the result. And it was what she was suspecting while buying that piece of plastic at the pharmacy, yes, she was pregnant, as those lines indicated. The most dreaded doubt from her life’s past few days was now confirmed.

“oh god, shit.” She shrieked in shock and fear, with a bit of tremble in her voice and mist on her forehead. “how will Jack react to this, will he be happy? Oh god, I just want the freaking truth.” She again said.

“Hey, babe what happened to you? What’s taking so long? Are you brushing your teeth? You better, they are stinking.” She heard his husband’s voice coming from behind the door.

“wait, what did I just say?” a voice came.

“wait what did he just say? How can he be so rude to me?” her mood got much worse from his comment, and her mood swings were not helping her. She threw the strip on the basin and walked out of the bathroom.

“what the hell did you just say?” she yelled at the jack, suddenly she felt a wave of anger hitting her conscience making her ‘out of control’ mad.

“what did I say? Was it not the truth?” jack said back as casual as he can be.

“How the hell you can say that, just a minute ago you were so eager to kiss me and now you are saying that I stink. I hate you.” She said and went out of the apartment. She was not wearing enough covers for the weather, but she didn’t care, the rage she felt was taking the best out of her.

“how the f**k, he dares to say something like that to me, does he not love me anymore.” She said in anger to herself, she was a crying mess. All her smoky makeup was now flowing down her rosy cheeks from her eyes making her look horrible, and to be honest a bit scary. People were turning their heads walking on the street to see the scary being she looked like. But no one said a word. They just walked past. She was shivering from the cold but no one cared, she looked like a mad drunkard walking on the street, no one wanted to ruin their evening trying to help her.

Suddenly she ducked in the middle of the sidewalk, crying like a lunatic, with loud and horrible shrieks, grabbing much more attention now than before. She was already going through a lot of emotions finding out being pregnant, she was scared and now to top it all off, he made her question herself, if it was all worth it if he actually liked her, or did the love fade away already from his heart. How can he not see her suffering? She was a crying wreck. Suddenly a passing old lady stopped there to help her and see if she was fine, but just then as felt the gaze in her old eyes changed, it went from pity filled, to filled with hatred.

“What is wrong with you lady…...?” the old lady said in a harsh, rude tone. “why are you scaring everyone on this road, just go to your animal house and cry all you want.” She added, ruthlessly. It was new to be treated like that for Stacy. Never before in her life anyone treated her so rudely, she has always been the badass, but right now she wasn’t anything like how she usually is. Suddenly, like something went off in her brain as stood back on her feet, getting balanced she grabbed the lady by her hair and kicked her, and punched her to her satisfaction. She didn’t even realize how could an older adult like her suffer such infliction of ruthless pain on themselves, before she could realize, people were all around her, looking at her horrified, some even tried to stop her, and some were too scared to do so; she looked at her feet, that was all over the old lady before, is now drenched in red thick blood. The blood that pooled all over the place, her heals they drilled holes in the poor lady’s now lifeless laying body, the scene was horrifying even for the police that was called to by one of the scene watchers.

Before she was in her senses, she was cuffed and being dragged by the police to the patrol car, clicking on her heels leaving bloody prints behind, she was thrown in the car. She was clueless, she didn’t know how she did it. She was never like this, never this violent. Almost like she was possessed. She remembers what she did exactly but doesn’t how or why. Why was she so enraged, so frustrated, so angry? It was all like erased from her mind.

From all the confusion, weakness, and anger she fainted in the cars, her hands cuffed and mind all over the place.