Depicted Soul With Blood

Chapter 4

KYLE JIMENEZ'S POV

As she left the room, I just stood there like an i***t with my eyes open wide.

I've never thought that she had interest in painting, but that's quite true that she might, especially her dad always sends her paintings.

She is weird these days, is it just that we haven't met for years or I am just crazy and overthinking?

But painting might solve my problem, it can lessen my craziness and let me breathe without any fear.

I started to clean the room, sweep here, sweep everywhere. The thing is, only the floor was covered in dirt and some nasty insects crawling, but the table or the materials used for painting doesn't even have.

For almost an hour or two, I finally finished cleaning the room and my legs started feel numb.

I sat on the chair, thinking about what I can draw or something. Gazing upon the paintings the previous artist finished, one of them was a woman and a man together, sitting on a bench.

They seem happy in the painting, so I remembered our happy old days with my girlfriend, Coleen.

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"Hey, can I bring Matt with us? I want you to meet him since we are together now and he just broke up with his-girlfriend." I said, looking at the beautiful sunset.

"Sure, why not? You have only one best friend in this world unlike me that has hundreds of friends so I would like to meet him." She smiled and held my hand.

I never thought she would reject my offer but instead, Coleen agreed. I know she understood how painful it is as you let go of someone and sacrifice yourself to have better lives without that person you adore.

Matt just broke up with Sheila last week, it was their exact anniversary when Sheila decided to let go and finish their relationship.

He probably insisted and questions pop out of his mind, how could their relationship go like this?

Matt didn't have told me the reason why they broke up or what happened, I knew it was painful as death after breaking up with someone for the last 4 years.

"When can I meet your friend? We should help him, you know." Her eyes sparkled in excitement and that made me feel something wrong.

Thinking I shouldn't do this but it's the right thing then I made up my mind. "Tomorrow I guess, all of us is free since it's Sunday."

She slowly nodded her head and looked away when suddenly she picked up her phone with a smile on her face.

She began typing moderately fast and I think she is chatting with her friends. She is so cute and charming every second I look at her.

Before night time, I drove her home safely and before she got out of the car, I kissed her forehead. She immediately smiled and said goodbye, so as I saw her close her front door, I started my car and drove off.

Every time we go out and see the sunset, it felt like I just wanted to sit there and talk to her. I don't want to go anywhere unless she is with me.

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"Hey, Kyle, uhm---"

"Do you need something, babe? You seem nervous?" She was really nervous when she faced me, but I know she is only shy.

She took a deep breath then touched her cheeks."I forgot to do my homework last night, you know that my dad is going to freak out if he knew that I don't do assignments. Can you help me out?" Coleen shyly closed her eyes, waiting for my answer.

I knew Mr. Hasine is kind and very caring to everyone especially to her daughter, Coleen.

But he is very strict on something low, like her grades, he will limit Coleen's use of gadgets and even going out of their house.

She was supposed to have a twin, but her twin died and even her mother from the delivery.

So, he always wanted Coleen to choose better decisions and be more responsible in life.

"Hey, you know that I will not give you all of the answers and just copy it, right? But since your teacher always gives low grades for one incomplete activity, I will let you copy it." She suddenly looked at me in the eyes, joy was seen in her face.

"Only for now because I don't want you to live like that, always wanted to be helped by others."

"Oh, yeah, right. I am really sorry but I promise I won't do it again!" She cheered and I handed her my homework.

She ran very fast to her classroom and seeing how fast she copied it, she is really cute when she's serious.

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That was a really nice flashback, the time we met and decided to be together.

But the painting seems to be familiar to me, it's just I felt something, more like I knew that painting existed or I've seen it somewhere.

Every detail of the painting was unique, what even crazier it does not have any single scratch nor dirt.

I was about to take the paintbrush from the drawer when I remembered that this things been alive for decades.

I immediately took my hand off and closed the drawer gently. "Maybe some different hobby might help me this time? I might destroy this if I touched it once."

My teacher said that paintings from centuries back have something on the back of it, more like a letter, inheritance or maybe treasure maps.

There's nothing to lose if I just rotate it just once and check it, right?

Curiosity just keep on flowing inside me, wanting to know if there's any secret behind or love letters.

My heart suddenly pumped more faster than it should when I touched the corner of the painting, like I was going to jail for touching antiques.

I lifted the painting gently, making sure it doesn't fall off my hands and get destroyed.

I placed it on the clean table, then stared at the blue eyes of the woman. It looks like she was really staring at me and smiling, though I really felt scared for a moment.

But, I salute the one who made it, it really looks realistic and the colors were blended well.

Desperately, I lifted the left side of the painting using my right hand then used my left hand to feel anything at the back of the painting.

Though I felt full of thick grime as I move my hand gently around, I felt paper and it shaped like an envelope.

I removed it from the back of the painting by releasing the thin rope. I pulled it out, knowing it really is an envelope.

Based on what I see, it looks yellowy and old, I even coughed a little loud because of the smell.

I sat down and opened the envelope, inside it was one piece of paper folded in 3 pieces.

The front of the paper written was 'WHERE ARE YOU, MY LOVE?'.

I unfolded the paper and the single phrase I saw totally creeped me out of hell.

'FOUND YOU, KYLE!!'

-Serena

I-is this letter for m-me? Wait, the paper actually look old to me and it doesn't sound a prank to me at all.

Maybe there's someone named Kyle too back in the day, probably they were playing hide and seek or something, just something that doesn't connect to me at all!

I immediately put the paper back to the envelope and placed it to the back of the painting.

I lifted the painting back to where it was hanged, but then my eyes wandered to see the eyes of the woman.

Oh shoot, was I just hallucinating or is it really r-red?! My sweat became cold and was now around my body, with fear and confusion.

I turned around but my vision became blurred and my head started to get dizzy. I can't even feel my legs or move my fingers in my hand!

My eyes fixed it's own to the door then my feet started to walk. I thought I will never get out of here!

But, I still can't control my own body and my sweat still running in my head, slowly yet cold.

Someone was whispering something to me, it was like a song but with deep of grudge and anger. The whisper began to speed and more unclear to hear, more scarier than before.

My feet started to move towards the door but the song in my ears didn't stop, making my ears want to blow up .

The door-wait, it's moving away from me! What the hell is going on?! This isn't what I wanted!

I want to relax, not give me some scary shits!

Is this just a realistic nightmare? I am just dreaming about some endless nightmare, right?

If so, my real body is alive and just sleeping then all I have to do is wake up.

"You won't get away from your destiny!"

COLEEN HASINE'S POV

I opened my eyes just like I woke up in the morning but I saw myself not in the bed, but outside the house and sitting in the bench in the garden like I was watching the tree.

Oh dear, what just happened?

I do not remember going here or going out of my room this aftern-wait, it's almost night already?

I took out my phone inside my pocket, revealing that it really is almost 6pm.

Did I just lose my memories or I am just dumb enough walking in to my room and sleep without knowing what I did?

Where's Kyle anyway?

I better prepare dinner and make my report afterwards.

Ting!

A message appeared in my lock screen but before I even read the entire message, it disappeared like a bubble.

I stood up and felt one blow of wind in my direction. It was cold and it wasn't just any wind I felt because it was really strong than before.

The tree swayed as the wind passed, more like dancing and moving on its own.

I entered the house and saw Mommy making dinner.

"Oh, didn't see you there, where's Kyle? Is he with you?" She asked, looking in my eyes with a smile.

I never saw him because all I remember was going inside my room in the middle of the day then saw myself sitting on a bench.

"Maybe he's in his room, probably sleeping or doing one of is hobbies in his room." I said and was about to walk away, going to my room.

"Don't you notice anything, Coleen? What are doing all this time?"

I stopped and looked at her, "Uhm, what exactly do you mean, Mommy?"

Her face was still serious yet I don't know what she really meant.

"Nothing, just call Kyle in 20 minutes."

I just nodded and walked to Kyle's room.

I knocked and knocked but there was no reply so I just messaged him on his number and went to my own room.

I closed my door and checked my emails.

An email was sent to me 4 hours ago so I clicked it immediately to read the message.

Dear Miss Coleen,

I badly need your report and submit it tomorrow without any excuses and complains. I hope you will coordinate for our project and do it as soon as possible.

From,

Mathias

Ugh, he won't just give me a break! My head is going to get crazy especially if Kyle saw me working like hell.

I locked the door and closed my windows so I can focus on my work. I used my headphones to listen to music as always and murmur like crazy.

TOK! TOK! TOK!

I immediately powered off my laptop and fixed myself. I slightly pinched and slapped my cheeks to make it reddish, not look like I've been dead.

I opened my door but there was no one, but something whispered in to my ears!