Lights were immediately switched off. At first, I was met with a little fear, but only his presence made it relieving.
"Allen? You did this?"
I didn't get any answer which made it worse. Nothing bad was going to happen to me, right?
Abruptly, neon lights hung on the corners of my room lit up and a glowing disco ball appeared on the middle of the ceiling. It made my stomach turn upside down and I got out from my bed. In front of me, was a beaming light radiating from the mirror. Regarding the surroundings, I forwarded towards it and soon witnessed an equally vivid carmine colored short dress hanging in front. Out of curiosity, I moved my hand towards it and touched the plain yet magnificent dress.
Surprisingly, as soon as I moved it out from into the mirror, its designs altered to a beautiful unicorn designed dress. Colourful strips of net fabric stuck at the bottom of it.
"Don't deny, you do love unicorns. So be it now, Reccy. Be whatever you wanna be." He uttered followed by a chuckle and my joy had just unfolded like a flower. I was grinning from ear to ear as my eyes travelled from the top to bottom of the dress.
Without any further ado, I ran to the bathroom and slipped myself into the short unicorn dress. I got out and forwarded myself at the mirror. Just like before, I felt reluctant to look at my face in the mirror without the bangs being slipped out from my ponytail. I meant, what if I didn't deserve to be in that dress? What if my face was miles away from contrasting the stunning outfit?
Shivering tingles ran through my spine when I felt a finger on my chin. It raised my face to look into the mirror and I could then perceive myself blistering in the dark.
"You are pretty Rebecca, inside and outside. And nothing you think will make any difference. Just see yourself in a way you want to. Not what others say."
Once again, his words affected me like hell and I tried to look gracefully on the mirror. I could see the smile rising up on my face and for the second time, I seemed to be contented with how I looked. Much contended. It just felt like my insecurities were departing every second.
"I'm not ugly. I'm...just me. And me likes me."
He tittered silently but I ignored that. Looking away from the mirror, I became enthusiastic about squandering the rest of the night.
"Shall the bed used as our stage, la beaute?"
"Oui, mon monsieur." How he knew French didn't bother me cause there were more surprising things that happened before this.
I stepped up onto my bed and without any delay, music began to flow around the room. Right away, I knew it was one of my favourite song, 'There's nothing holding me back' by Shawn Mendes. Music and slow beats blared probably some invisible speakers and the bed really felt like real makeshift dance stage. With the music, every thump of pounding bass of the songs were completely mirrored by my heart, and joy.
I swayed my body at the beginning which soon turned into extreme fanatical dancing moments. I went completely wild along with the extreme encouragement from my so called bosom buddy I couldn't think of a time I'd ever been happier. But at the same time, my ecstasy was so intense that it scared me.
Yet that could not snatch my night.
More than 5 songs had been played but I was still filled with exuberant energy, which was like letting everything inside me out; every anger, every joy and every melancholy stored inside of me.
At last, 'Teenage Dream' was being played and I was getting exhausted, for which my waltz pivoted to a leisure slow dance as I swayed my waist, keeping my hands in midair.
"My heart stops when you look at me
Just one touch, now baby, I believe, This is real
So take a chance and don't ever look back, Don't ever look back
I might get your heart racing in my skin-tight jeans
Be your teenage dream tonight
Let you put your hands on me in my skin-tight jeans
Be your teenage dream tonight"
I slowed down my goings-on, seeing that the melodies were going down. I kept pivoting around on my bed with my hair as if being blown away by a tornado. Nevertheless, a fleet wind gushed around me and I searched for the source of it. But the window was closed.
A low tuned music was heard which calmed the area, me assuming it was another song by him. But the similar swift wind blew past me and I whirled around . I kept looking around as the song got deeper.
"He said, 'Let's get out of this town, Drive out of the city, away from the crowd' ,I thought heaven can't help me now, Nothing lasts forever, but this is gonna take me down."
Instead of the normal tune, it was more deeper in low voice, and it gave me fright.
As the chorus commenced itself, I forced a smile to continue the dance. And that's when I saw the unexpected. The same heart shaped face accompanied by silvery hair but slicked back and those potruding red eyes.
His invisibility was steadily fading away making him more visible and his tall body seemed to be floating right in front. I couldn't simply believe my eyes, as if they were deceiving me. I mean all of that couldn't be true, right?
Nevertheless, I could feel the room quiet down before long the whole room became a complete blur. He pivoted around, with me following his steps , gazing straight upon his eyes whilst the music kept echoing in the eerie silence.
"Say you'll remember me, Standing in a nice dress, Staring at the sunset,babe."
He inched closer as we revolved around and his feet touched the surface.
"Red lips and rosy cheeks, Say you'll see me again."
My body stiffened and the blood froze in my veins. I was frightened down to the soles of my shoes completely, when haunted memories ran through my mind. The same faced toddler with glowing ball in his hands and grinning like a Chelshire cat: me holding his hand with the same lyrics, exact same words but sounding more like a commitment, in the background. That couldn't be just true!
"Even if it's just in your, Wildest dreams, ah-ha oh! Wildest dreams, ah-ha oh!"
The corners of my eyes crinkled and tears shone in them. My hands tightened into fists when he gave a half-smile and I drew in a long breath. My hair was literally flying around in the force of the wind .
"You'll see me in hindsight, Tangled up with you all night, Burning it down, Someday when you leave me, I bet these memories, Follow you around."
Without any known reason, I gave a mirthful laugh and couldn't hesiate to utter my guess, "Casper Allen."
"Say you'll remember me! Standing in a nice dress Staring at the sunset, babe Red lips and rosy cheeks
Say you'll see me again
Even if it's just in your (just pretend, just pretend)
Wildest dreams, ah-ha oh
In your wildest dreams, ah-ha oh
(Even if it's just in your wildest dreams) ah-ha In your wildest dreams, ah-ha"
At once, I extented my arms towards his neck and boy it was a tight one. He hugged me back and we savoured the proper reunion that time.
"How ? How is it possible , camouboy? You...you are-" I stuttured , separating from the hug session.
"Casper." he joyfully answered.
I tittered in glee. Well, the reason of it? I don't know at all!
"By then, you would've forgotten me, but you didn't Reccy." he said sternly. I sat on my bed and tensed my shoulders, "Dunno 'bout that. But I wanna know about you. Li-Like what are you, Casper?"
He gave his typical smile, before rising his body up in the air and spreading his arms wide,"I am a Solo Archangelic Spiritus of the Absconditum Orbis."
The intricate words made my head twisted and I simply nodded , "So what does it exactly mean?"
He stood on the ground and chuckled, making me feel foolish than a donkey, "It's in Latin. Except if you would know about archangels."
Archangels? Oh right. I was quite not surprised because of my previous suspicion which came out to be true otherwise but I'd rather not tell him, "Uh-no, no. I don't study those stuff."
"Ya sure? Cause I know when you're lying belle."
Knowing I had no match with his supernatural abilities, I admitted the truth with a defensive stance. I mean what could't he do?
Surprisingly, instead of feeling pestered he laughed and I nervously forced a chuckle.
"It's fine. I understand Reccy. " He seemed rather tranquil and leaned on my small couch beside the bed.
"Been ages since I sat somewhere LOL. Anyways, don't you wanna know about me? You know..."
"Ye-yeah, yeah of course. So-so where to start off from, hm?"
"Uh- well. I'll let you know everything possible, but not all. Uh."
"Why? It's not like I'll tell everyone or they would even believe. " I scoffed.
"No-no, it's not like that, It's ju-just restricted."
"Ow-kay then. Tell me about what you want to then," I said awkwardly.
"Fine. So to start, I'm a spirit." He chuckled in between and trailed off, "One type of spirit. A solo archangelic one. You might be wondering how many types. It's just- the type I am is very rare and wanted. Our job is to choose a person from the time when we were alive and stick to them no matter what. Guide them through their life, support them and be their best friend." he then lowered his head before mentioning lowly, "Until a given time."
"What do you mean?"
He then rised his head and smiled, "Nothing. Nothing you need to know right now. But -uh- let's continue."
"But wait. You-You chose me?" he nodded as I questioned again, "But why? I mean why me? And it's not like we know each other in forever....do we?"
"Short three years but memorably perfect. I first met you when we were 5. And parted when 7. You might not recall them completely cause I erased your memories for a particular reason but- I know. I know you could still feel our cosmic connection. Me too."
"Why did you leave me? " I said in sorrow tilting my head.
"I left you be-because I was killed. Pitilessly murdured." Widening my eyes, I stared at him for a while.
"So you mean, you were a human when murdured? Normal life, human parents and cute toddler?"
"Uh yeah?"
"Then when I die, will I become-?"
"No-no, it's - I became this because it wasn't any normal serial killer who slayed me out of nowhere. You-you don't need to know that."
My breaths quickened and I decided to keep quiet.
"You mean a lot to me Reccy. And I can't leave you. At any cost."
"You too Casper. I don't know why but I know my life will be empty as black 'n white movies or worst than that...I don't know."
He laughed for a while before trailing off again, "Spirits are almost like werewolves, rare but peculiarly attracting except the human world can't know about this. Not all of them. And yeah. Charlotte wasn't as well killed by a typical serial killer. Nor Joey's stepdad. Bu-but other than keeping you company, solo archangelic spirits have a particular mission to undertake, an-and after that I-I have to leave, bu-but making sure we have put a huge positive impact in you humans' lives. Then poof. We're goners." He laughed bitterly, but I could feel both of our guts twisted by dread and fear of the future.
"But I would like you to come to a certain place with me . Will you, belle?" He extended his hand for me to hold it while I thought of what decision to take.