The Evanescence (Fallen Soul Series) (5 page)

“Power makes the world go round,”
she sings.
“Without it, everyone would be held on the same level and no one would seek to be greater—we’d never evolve.”

“That’s the stupidest logic ever.”

“You say that now, but if you ever come across power, feel it, taste it, if only briefly, you’ll find out why I crave it and you’ll want it more than anything.”

I open my mouth to argue with her that she’s wrong, but I’m cut off by the squeak of a door.

Evan walks into the room with Alex trailing behind him. They look terrible, shaken up and torn over something. My body aches to comfort him, run my fingers through his messy, brown hair, the lines of his firm jaw, along his soft lips. I wish I could make his pain go away, but Helena takes over, smothering the feeling out with her own gratification.

“Back so soon, boys?” she singsongs in my voice as she bats her eyelashes at them It’s infuriating because I’d never,
ever
bat my eyelashes at a guy. “I knew you couldn’t get enough of me. Don’t worry, there’s plenty of me to go around if you don’t mind sharing.” She laughs haughtily, and looks at them both with hungry eyes.

“Hello, Helena,” Evan says as he reaches the edge of the bed.

I barely know him, but every time I look at his black hair that hangs in his dark eyes a faint memory clicks inside my head; one of when we were children, running around playing. I was fascinated by the marks on his skin and I remember one time sitting in a field with him and he explained what each one meant. Sometime in my life, I knew him.

“We just finished having a little discussion with Laylen.” Evan leans over me. “He told us some very useful information about you and your ability to possess Gemma’s body.”

She smirks at him, shaking her head, and laughing. “You really expect me to believe that Laylen broke down and told you everything? He’s my puppet—all mine. I control him. Without me, he has nothing to tell.”

 “You’re right; Laylen
was
like a puppet for you.
Was
being the key word,” he says calmly and then a condescending look rises across his face. “But with a little persuasion from my mind-blowing gifts, he became a little more willing to cooperate. As a matter of fact, you could probably say he’s now a puppet for me.” Evan’s eyes light up as he makes movements with his fingers, like he’s controlling the strings of a marionette.

I try not to panic, but it’s hard, especially when Alex’s face twists in agony. Something’s wrong. I can feel it.

“So what?” She snickers. “Like I said, he doesn’t know anything so I have nothing to worry about.”

“I have to admit,” Evan continues, sinking down on the edge of the bed, the mattress concaving beneath his weight, “getting a Lost Soul to cooperate was kind of complicated and pretty painful for him, but he did cooperate and told us your little secrets.” He taps his finger against his chin with a mocking expression as he pretends to consider something deeply. “Like that one secret.” He glances over his shoulder at Alex. “What was it again?”

Alex's flourishing green eyes have been fixed on me since he entered the room. His skin has gone sheet white, which makes me wonder what I look like. “Huh?” He rips his gaze from me. “Oh,
the
secret.” He’s suddenly as serene and composed as he was when we first met. “The one on how to get you back to the Afterlife?”

Evan snaps his fingers and slams his hand down on the bed beside my hip. “That’s the one.”

A rushing wave crashes through my body and slams into my heart, speeding up my pulse. “You’re lying!” Helena shouts. “He would never dare!”

“Oh,
we
would dare,” Alex responds, his eyes searching every inch of my body. I want to shout that I’m in here, alive, but I’m bound to the darkness of my own mind and Helena’s power. “He told us that
you
have a loophole.”

Loopholes? God dammit. Why is it always about loopholes? They’re so unpredictable.

“We know about Annabella,” Evan adds, placing a hand on each side of my head as he leans over me.

A gasp escapes from Helena. “How… no…” Adrenaline soars through my body, fueled by her fear. She struggles to stay collected, fighting the urge to shout and divulge what she knows. “Annabella is the weaker of my sisters. Just because she saved you and Gemma once, doesn’t mean she’ll save you again.” Rage consumes her, though, and she’s losing her composure. Her voice rumbles louder, thudding against the walls and the window. “Besides, Annabella doesn’t even exist anymore. I haven’t seen her since I ate her for dinner.”

Evan pulls a disgusted face as Alex arches his eyebrow. “Okay, way too much information,” Evan says.

Helena’s grin magnifies and the fear inside her diminishes. “So tell me then, what did Laylen say the
loophole
is?” She’s enjoying herself now, thinking she’s won.

Evan moves so swiftly it startles Helena and myself. He grabs my face between his hands and his skin is scorching as he presses hard. Angling my neck back, Helena tries to jerk away, but he only constricts his grip.

“Please be careful,” Alex warns, inching forward, his arms twitching to touch me. “Don’t hurt her.”

 A pale yellow orb radiates from Evan’s pupils that entrances Helena and she can’t seem to look away from him, as if she’s now possessed, which would make me double possessed.

“Evan, don’t!” Alex yells, lunging towards Evan, his boots scuffing the floor as he dives for the bed.

Evan tilts his head to the side, the orbs glowing brighter, and Alex is flung across the room and pinned back against the wall. His arms are bent up to the side of his head and his legs hang lifelessly beneath him.

“Alex, I told you I wouldn’t let Helena exist if it all came down to it and I meant it.” His grip on my cheeks tightens. My skull feels like it’s been wedged into a vice-grip and is about to splinter.

Helena screams inside my head, “
I won’t let go of you, Gemma! I refuse to! I refuse!”

“If I go, Gemma goes with me!” she manages to speak, her voice thick and off-pitched as we both fight the unbearable pain. “You know I can take her and this time, without Annabella around, she won’t be able to come back. She’ll be mine! All mine!”

The pain becomes more than I can bear; wrenching, bones cracking, the blood in my body ceases to flow. I’m falling, slipping away from my body when I hear Alex’s voice.

“Evan, stop,” he pleads, wiggling his arms, battling to break free from Evan’s power. “Please, just listen to me. I want you to use your power to push Helena out of Gemma’s body. Put her into me. You can do that, can’t you… you can do
transferentem
.” His voice is filled with desperation. He’s not thinking rationally. He can’t do it. I have to stop him.

Please, please, please.
I try to reconnect with my arms, but the insides of my muscles wind tightly in protest.

“No way,” Evan tells Alex, his grip on my face loosening as he gapes at him. “If I do that… it’ll… it’ll kill you.”

“I don’t give a shit,” Alex responds, jerking his shoulder forward. “Haven’t you…” He grunts as he tries to move his leg. “Haven’t you ever loved someone more than anything and would do anything for them?”

There’s a pause that seems to drag out for an eternity and even Helena holds her breath. Then suddenly, Alex’s arms spring free from the wall and he collapses to the floor, landing on his hands and knees.

He swiftly pushes himself up and walks over next to Evan, brushing the dirt off his hands. “Just let me do it. I want to do it.” Alex glances at me and I want to scream at him to quit being a moron and that I can’t live without him, so none of this matters, but my lips stay fastened. “For her.”

Evan stays silent for a while. There’s no way he could be considering letting Alex do this. No. He wouldn’t… unless… Unless he’s loved someone before like Alex loves me.

“Okay,” Evan’s voice is barely a whisper. “If you love her that much… I get it. I’m sorry that it has to end this way…” He swallows a lump in his throat, trying not to let the emotions overtake him. “I’m really sorry.”

“You wouldn’t dare,” Helena says venomously, elevating her head to look at Alex. “Think of the consequences.”

“Gemma.” Alex’s eyes search mine. “If you can hear me, know that… know that you can never lose yourself. You have to fight no matter what happens. Don’t let Helena win.” He exhales raggedly as he inches around Evan and leans over me, so close that I can feel the warmth of his breath hitting my cheek and see the darker specks of green in his eyes. He takes another deep breath and then another, like he’s about to cry. “I’ll always love you, no matter what.” He leans down and kisses my forehead, causing Helena to take a sharp breath.

My heart ruptures. Blood and pain and longing spill through my body and take both of us over. I feel my eyes burn and the tears forming behind them. One slips out and slides down my cheek. Alex watches it, swallowing hard, and then he brings his thumb to my cheek and wipes the tear away.

“I knew you were still in there,” he whispers and steps back from the bed. Facing Evan, he squares his shoulders and shakes out any sadness in his body. “Okay…” He inhales and then exhales. “I’m ready.”

The sight of him, willing and ready to sacrifice his life, causes something to flicker inside my mind.  Something I’ve heard before and an overwhelming feeling stirs inside me, hot and fiery and consuming.

 “
Gemma, don’t waste your time trying to fight me
,” Helena’s voice snaps at me.
“You’ll never win. I’m too strong.”

I shut my mind down from her and struggle to control my body again. I need to tell Alex to let me go, release me, just let it be me for once. I attempt to find my voice, forcing my neck muscles to move up and down.
Please, please, please.
For a second, I feel it, the ability to swallow on my own, but then Helena’s laughter floods my concentration and my efforts shatter as my control slips away.

Alex bows his head as Evan reaches up and places a hand on Alex’s head. Then Evan places his other hand on my forehead. “This will probably hurt,” he tells me.

And it does. The pain’s not from him, though. I’m being beaten from the inside, there are knocks and blows to my body as Helena thrashes, trying to get out of my body and dodge the transfer and I want her to. I want her to leave me and let me die so Alex can go on living. At that moment, I hate Helena more than I’ve ever hated anything. More than the Death Walkers. Stephan. More than any evil creature in the world. She is taking from me and I hate her. I want her to die. I want her to suffer in the most painful ways. I want so many evil things to happen to her that, for a moment, I feel like I’m being controlled by evil.

“It’s okay, Gemma. Let go of Helena.”
Annabella’s voice flows softly inside my head.

“No,”
I sob.
“I have to save Alex. I can’t let him die.”

“Gemma,”
Annabella pleads,
“Please let go of us. We have to send Helena back to the Afterlife.”

“No… I can’t…”
Tears stream down my cheeks as I feel Helena’s possession over my body lift and weaken, like a heavy blanket being removed from my body. Her spirit and voice dissipate as she swishes from me and begins to transfer to Alex. It feels like a part of me is being lifted with it, the good part, the one that belongs to him. The last thing I hear is Helena’s fading voice.

“Don’t think you’ve won,”
she says.
“I’ll get my evanescence.”

Then she’s gone.

“Alex, no!” My lips part under my own accord and my body arches upward, the ropes ripping at my skin. “Stop!”