The Ghost of Annabelle: Episode One

In pieces shall you live until you make right your wrong.

It was 3.00am when I yelled up from sleep. The ghost of my late fiancée had been hunting and haunting me and I lay nearly every passing night, with one eye wide open, restlessly waiting only for the dawn to break. The day I stabbed her to death because she denied me sex, I cleaned every spot of blood on the floor of the house and like a monk in the hood, I prayed for her possessive soul to rest in peace…but it never did. Emotions warred inside me and without turning around; I could picture Annabelle’s baffled expressions and angry eyebrows staring at me. I could remember the night before she passed on. I pulled her to my side, wrapping my arms around her and holding her so closely, so passionately, burying my nose in the elegant silk of her beautiful dark hair. I had missed her so badly and I literally ached to hold her. I sat on my bed wondering if she could let bygones be bygones and pardon me even in death.

My relationship with her had spanned through some five memorable years of love, joy and sweet tidings. Like a thief in the middle of the night, she broke into my heart and pierced it with love’s sword. Who dared say it wasn’t natural attraction and chemistry? The smell of my romantic history with her choked me out of the dungeon of silence to spin this story in the marketplace of thought. My chest had been bursting with heartfelt secrets from the lashes of history; my past had been threatening my present and its passage to the future. I tried and tried and tried but I couldn’t remain mute about the past and my wicked kiss with death’s dagger; the one I used to cut short her life. My heart had been buffeted by storms and turbulent with grief and truly seeking relief even if for just brief a while. I loved her so deeply and thoughts of her incite my eyes’ brimming with tears.

The beginning of my end with her started when I forced her to abort her pregnancy while we were in the final year in the university. She loved me so dearly and wanted to keep the baby but I was mad on her. I whined at her to abort the pregnancy and because of her passion for me, she did just as I had asked. We continued our love odyssey on the convoluted pathway of love becoming sore. She reluctantly allowed me to touch her since then and on the day I killed her, I wanted her so badly but she refused because she was recuperating from the trauma after a car crash she luckily survived. I was lost in lust and struggling to have her, she slapped me. I became enraged and without realizing what I was doing, I stabbed her and just before her last breath, she said: In pieces shall you live until you make right your wrong.

Standing from my bed and going to the bathroom, I heard the sound of someone showering even though I lived alone. I walked and opened the bathroom door but saw no one and all sounds ceased. Immediately I hung my towel and was about to turn the shower, I saw water falling from the tip of the shower and the ghost of Annabelle handing me soup to rub on my body. I shouted fearfully and tearfully but she went on. I ran out, quickly dressed up and entered my car. Inside the Siena, my mind wasn’t stabilized and I remained their staring blankly at the steering wheel. I slowly breathed in and out even as my mind was filled to the brim, with images of her and how we were truly lovebirds some years back. I was always trapped with images of her and I always ended up embarrassing myself in the presence of my friends and co-workers who always said I was hallucinating.

As I was driving into the office complex where I worked, a chill went through me as I heard the ringing sound of my phone. Whether it was fear or anticipation, I couldn’t say. I picked up my phone and seeing the caller’s name, I shook my head which had begun to pound from fear of Annabelle’s ghost.

“Hey, Angie baby.” I answered the call, trying to be calm.

“Hey Andrew, what’s up?” Angela said from the other end so fluently in her slight nasal twang.

“I’m good. I have been thinking of you all time long.” I lied. That was what she wanted to hear.

“How about going to the movies tonight?”

“Oooh, that’s perfect. I’ll be at your place to pick you up.”

“Thanks dear…I love you.”

“I love you too.” I said smiling. I was a little shocked by my new claim of love. I hadn’t planned on meeting Miss Angela but I wasn’t going to back down. The idea of clearing my mess with Annabelle occupied the front page of my mental screen but I was trying to find love anew in Angela. She was a beautiful damsel with clear-cut features, smooth flawless skin, long black hair that she always kept neat and nicely set. To say the least, she was tall, and of straight and sure posture, nearly always nicely dressed. Loving Angela seemed a far too simple a thing to say for the way she felt about me. We met first in the movies and had always spoken on every dragging day.

I came down from the car and walking to the office, I saw Annabelle touching her flawless hair and smiling at me. She was seated in front of the receptionist desk seemingly uttering some words. I was running back to my car when I saw her beside my car. I closed my eyes and after some minutes, I opened it and saw my boss staring at me.

“Andrew, any problem with your eyes?” My boss asked. “I can’t see you with your spectacles.” He said further.

“Oh, my spectacles!” I exclaimed. “My doctor said I shouldn’t use it for some days and let’s see whether I would be able to see distant object properly.” I lied. Besides, I had been suffering from long-sightedness.

“Let’s get to the office then, there’s so much work to do.” He said firmly and I responded with a sigh.

As I walked side by side my boss, I was thinking of the ghost of Annabelle. It hadn’t been easy. In fact, seeing her gorgeous body wherever I walked had been the most difficult thing I’d ever had to go through in life. But the one thing that seemed to be partly helping me through it was knowing I had the love and support of Angela.

As I stepped my feet inside the office building, every Tom, Dick and Harry exchanged greetings with my boss as I waggled my eyebrows on them all. Shooting my assistant a smile, she turned an envelope over and around, examining it and handing it to me and saying, “I have a message for you from the boss.”

“No way,” I said. “What kind of message in an envelope?” I roared because my boss had never delivered a message to me by writing.



36 thoughts on “The Ghost of Annabelle: Episode One” by innoalifa (@innoalifa)

  1. Hmmm

    Reading through this narrative, I could see your poetic nature trying to evolve into the prosaic; the flowery flow of romantic words thats characteristic of the poetic.
    Maybe its in the attempt to be this detailed with the flowery info that deprived the story of proper character development; we get to know that the MC murdered his fiancee but you never took us on a journey to help us understand the workings of his murderous mind, why he could be so demanding and dangerous. We did get to know the girlfriend a bit but it still left us wondering ‘why?’….its not clear and believable that just being denied sex caused a guy to kill his girlfriend….there has to be a very strong motive for him to kill someone whom he actually loved.

    But you are getting better at prose looking back at where you’re coming from.

    1. @afronuts, this is the beginning of a series I’m still cooking. In spite of the fact that proper character development is essential in any good story, I deliberately didn’t want to let my readers know everything about the characters just in the first episode. It’s my joy seeing you wondering and looking forward to know more. The second episode is on the way and it will not keep you in the dark about the distinctive qualities of the minor and major characters in the story.

      Thanks a million for stopping by, @afronuts.

      1. Well if you say so…im hoping your next installment will clear the air as you said.

        1. I’m working to make my story a better and more enjoyable piece….

          keep reading, @afronuts, I value your criticisms…

    2. I kind of agree with afronut, i almost stopped reading but some words held me on… But it was a nice one though, looking forward to the next.

      1. @afronuts and @Bookfreez may not be wrong but I’m working to perfect my writing.

        I appreciate you two…the next episode is on the way…

  2. Mehn!! Killing someone you love dearly because she denied you sex, you never see ghost, you go even see devil.
    Nice work, roping in poetry at every chance.
    There’s more to come, am reading.

    1. @ameenaedrees, you wan make devil kill am sharp sharp? Devil no know nonsense oooo :)

      Thanks dear for reading and commenting :)

  3. Long time @innoalifa, the pix of this ghost is so chic lol!! Am following this series. Weldone.

    1. @lone, it’s been long dear but I’m glad the pix of the ghost at least captivated you. I’m sure you’re going to enjoy this series. Keep following…

  4. Afronuts once again stole the words from my mouth. Too much poetry o, you might lose readers especially folks like me who don’t do poetry much. Can’t say much about the plot until I read more.
    Characters, characters…well, we’ll see.
    What kind of message in an envelope?” I roared
    Roared?
    Everyone gets better by Writing, so thumbs up to you.

    1. Oga @Lordjosh, I’m exhilarated you created time to read this budding series of mine. I accept my limitations as a writer and I’m working to make the story simple and enjoyable by all and sundry. Stay with me and let’s together make it something we can all be proud of.

      Thanks a bunch for reading and commenting :)

    1. @leofemmy, thanks for stopping by :)

  5. I’m with @afronuts on this you don’t have to show your hand so soon but at least let us get a peek into the mind of the murderer. You told us straight up why he killed his girlfriend when you should’ve been showing us what went on in his mind. This first installment seems rushed but I would like to see where it goes. Watch out for errors too like “…I got mad on her” that should be ‘at her’
    Keep writing dear, you can only get better.

    1. @mimiadebayo, thanks dear for pointing out the flaw: “I got mad on her” instead of writing “I got mad at her…”

      The story is still on fire, I think you’ll enjoy it better when it gets done :)

  6. This is going to be very scary and I’m going to love it. I’m following this to the end.

    1. Welcome on board, @aminat, the serialized journey has just begun…

  7. Ghost never haunt you, this is just the beginning! Good one @innoalifa.

    1. LOLS, ghost go soon haunt you oooo :)
      Thanks for reading and commenting, @mcsnol :)

  8. @innoalifa!!!!!!!!!!! This was so beautiful… I mean the way you wrote it. It had this simple poetic feeling about it. The lines where well thought out. I’m really excited to read the remaining parts. It was well narrated and so I even thought it should have just one part.. but okay, lets go for a series…. but you didn’t even give us the chance to catch headache over how Annabelle died or what role this main character played in it. I’m guessing you have more packed for us…

    1. @ufuomaotebele, I’m glad you fell in love with the story especially the way it was written. Hoping to have you with me on the ride as the story unfolds episode by episode.

      Thanks a million dear for stopping by :)

  9. Well done @innoalifa.
    I like the conflict thrown in and the fact that this wasn’t too scary (I don’t do horror. I guess you can me a scaredy cat).
    At the moment, I have too many questions. I hope the second part clears some of them.

    I noticed the MC described the ghost as ‘gorgeous’ at some point. I’m not sure he would be thinking that about a ghost.

    Looking forward to the next part.
    Congrats on the new series by the way.

  10. @olajumoke, you’ve got so many questions abi? I’m imagining them and trying to bring enough clarity in the next episodes.

    Episode two is already on the way…hoping some of your questions will be answered [smiles]

    I’m happy you’re with me dear…let’s keep writing :)

  11. beautiful ghost @innoalifa i like the mental image the story gives me…nice to see you writing prose

    1. @ayobare, I’m highly exhilarated you like the vivid imagery the story gives you…hoping to see you accompanying me through the unfolding of the story. I’ve really missed you dear…

  12. @innoalifa you’ve left us hanging at the end…nice one… looking forward to what type of letter. A sack or a promotion or what?… I believe the next series will reveal.

    1. Ah! The next episode will certainly reveal what type of letter the MC received.

      Thanks for reading, @samoluexpress :)

    1. @samenyuch, Cheery thanks for loving the story…more episodes are coming…….

  13. @afronuts has hit the point.
    Somewhere along the line, I stumbled on “…and I remained their ” (there).
    Another beautiful ghost story unfolding nicely.
    Welldone

    1. Oga @levuz, it’s good seeing you pointing out my teeny-weeny flaw. It’s actually a slip of the keyboard. Anyways, I’m still working to perfect my craft.

      Thanks for joining my serialized stream.

      1. @innoalifa, always always welcome nah

  14. i have no problem with this, it was captivating, but how will this guy be loving another woman after seeing the ghost of his ex whom he murdered

    1. @kevweodogun, He loves because he can’t stop loving…the next episode is on the way and it will reveal the personality of the guy.

      Thanks for reading!

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