Death do us part

Death Do Us Part.

By Trinity Gerritsen

The water is red with Jeff’s blood. I don’t know what happened, the knife slipped out of my hands and I put the body in the water. The fish continue nibbling at him. I thought to myself "ewwww gross." Then suddenly realized that Jeff is dead. My only brother lying there bleeding out into the lake. I suddenly collapsed into the water and started gathering up what was left of my 26 year old brother. There wasn't much left though only his eyes and one of his hands so I took them home and decided to put his eyes in a jar and his hand in another jar. I put the jars in my room. I then closed the curtain hanging over my window and started to do a chant over the remaining body parts of my brother to enchant them. The next day when I awoke the jars had been moved to the other side of the room. I didn’t think much of it though. But this process continued to happen. Eventually it worked its way into my dreams. I started to dream that my brother was alive and was out to hurt me. But once again I didn’t really think much of it. But one day when I awoke the hand had escaped the jar somehow and was holding a knife to my throat. So I grabbed the hand and stabbed it in the thumb. I then put the hand in a bag and put it in another jar. Then in a bag. The air becomes very cold and crisp in my room. The hand started breathing and moving it then escaped the jar again and tried to stab me but luckily I have cat like reflexes and caught him red handed. I then put in twenty bags and then put it in a jar then proceeded to put it twenty bags. I then suddenly grabbed the jar containing the hand and quickly ran back to the lake and threw it in the lake so it would sink to the bottom and I would never have to deal with it again. I then walked back to my house. But as I walked in I heard a loud bang. I chose to ignore it, I then grabbed my car keys and entered the garage. I hop in my car and put it in reverse, I start to pull out of my garage when suddenly out of the middle of nowhere this thing grabs onto my windshield wiper and screams. “I will eat you.” I then get out of the car and grab the hand off of my windshield, I then put it in the seat next to me and buckle it up. I then pull out of my garage then push the button to close it. I then drive to the grocery store. Once I get there the hand asks to go in with me. I said no because who wants a hand fowling them into the store. So I get out and grab a cart and the hand appears in the cart. So I just let him come in with me. That was a huge mistake though he wanted to buy the whole store so That is what I did. I spent like a thousand dollars on food and other stuff. We loaded up the car and didn’t have enough room to fit it all in the car. So we had to go home and unload the stuff in the trunk and put it away then go back to the store and get the rest of the stuff. We then went back home and put the rest of the stuff away then the hand whose name is Jerry makes me rice krispies. Jerry is actually pretty nice. He is my best friend. The rice krispies that he made were amazing. They were like no other you have ever tasted. By now it is nightfall, the sky is dark yet so bright with the stars that light the way for us to go a walk down memory lane. On the trip down memory lane I started to cry because there was something missing and that thing was the rest of my brother. I love him and want him to be with me now but due to the accident that happened a couple of days ago. I sat there and hung my head until I heard a voice. I thought no way it was impossible because he was dead but he kept talking so I looked up and sure enough my older brother was standing right there asking me what was wrong. I then just clung to him and cried tears of joy and relief. I tell him nothing is wrong. I just had a bad dream, that's all. He asked me what the dream was about, and at first I hesitated. I didn't want to tell him what my dream was about. I felt that if I told him what it was about that he would leave me and judge me or not love me anymore. My dream was crazy.I just hope it never happens again. I ended up telling him that I had a dream that I killed him and he said "Oh that wasn't a dream sweetheart that really happened." I was so confused and scared I thought he was going to scream and yell at me. I couldn't think or barely speak, I did however manage to get these few words " If it was real then how are you here now? Am I dreaming? Is this a dream am i dead as well omg I died didn't I?" "No no you're alive." said Jeff. "All of those spell things you did brought me back to life." "If it weren't for you I wouldn't be alive I also wouldn't have died, but you get the point you saved me sis!" "Wait, so you're not mad at me?" "No not at all I know it was an accident." They hugged and walked back home and lived happily ever after until the brother plotted his revenge against his sister.