Chapter 3 Psychic Refuses To Help

Driving to the little shopping center, I was skeptical of the New Age shop. My nerves were telling me this was all a game and not to trust anything she was going to tell me. I wouldn't give her any kind of information, and see where it would lead me. Closing my eyes, I turned off the car and headed into the shop.

"Welcome to Lady Amelia's New Age shop, how can I help you?" the woman came towards me.

"I, I have an appointment," I said with a dry mouth.

"Ah yes Anabelle, she is expecting you." she smiled. "Right this way," she said turning leading me to the back.

My heart was in my throat, I wasn't sure what to expect. I was scared more than anything and I was afraid she was going to throw me out telling me I was cursed and there was nothing she would be able to do. Or she was going to call me cursed.

"Have a seat in here, she will be right in." the lady directed me into the room.

I sat down, this room was dark, and it was plain. I wasn't sure if it was meant to be this way because the lady needed to draw all the energy from the host. Or if she didn't want the distractions because pictures seemed like good distractions. My heart was racing, my phone vibrated in my pocket, I quickly silenced it. I didn't want David to know where I was and what I was doing. I knew he would quickly call me stupid and make me feel like I was making a terrible mistake and I would hastily leave this place.

"Welcome," a short woman said coming into the room. She sat across from me. "I am Amelia, so you have been having some interesting dreams yes?" she asked adjusting herself.

"Yes," I whispered.

"So tell me how are you connected to the girl?"

"I uh, I don't know, I don't know anything about her. I have only been dreaming about her." I said shrugging my shoulders.

"I have a feeling you will get most of your answers in the coming days," she said standing up. "But right now I cannot help you. Today I will not charge you."

"But what, how would you know about this, but not about anything else?" I said standing up. "Please this plagues my sleep. I don't want to keep dreaming about this, I beg you!"

"I cannot help you, Anabelle, they will help you sort this, and your life is something very interesting. You will find out soon enough," she said walking out of the room.

I was a little upset, well more like angry. I was going to live with this dream until there was more to it. Something wasn't sitting right, something else was coming. My life was going to be interesting? What the hell?

Walking out to the car, I wanted to get mad but there was no use. I would just have to see how this played out and see how it went. Maybe I would get the answers in the coming days, or I would become a zombie and end up dead on the side of the roads. What's the worst that could happen right?

Starting my car, I headed home; I didn't have any other choice. I needed to sleep before work, otherwise, I would suffer and lose work and I couldn't afford not having hours and well you know how that goes.

Throwing my keys and purse on the table near the door, I took my shoes off and headed to the shower, and then I went and climbed into bed. I didn't want to think about the dream before bed but something about the whole visit made me wonder about the little girl. Why was I dreaming about her? Why was her name the same as mine? She wasn't me, it seemed like it was a long time ago. Sometime during the Salem days. There weren't any mentions of vampires back then, at least as far as I knew. Maybe it was left out because of the whole mystical reasons, who know.

Getting out of bed, now that my mind couldn't shut down, I got on the computer and googled searched anything about this girl. Her name and Salem, but nothing was popping up. Vampires of course everything about fiction things, nothing about them being connected to the witch trials. I wish I knew something about where the little girl and the forest were, I would take a trip and see if I could find something about her there. Maybe they had local records about her, but there was nothing.

Getting off the computer frustrated, David of course had to add to my annoyance by calling. Half of me didn't want to answer his call but it was like he knew I was awake.

"Hey," I said answering the call.

"Hey you're still awake?" he said sounding happy that he didn't wake me up. "I was just going to leave you a message; I figured you were finally sleeping."

"Not yet, I was reading on the internet," I said trying to avoid answering his question, but I knew he was going to ask about the meeting.

"So the lady, what did she have to say?"

"What the meeting with the psychic?" I asked confused.

"Yeah did you waste money to be told you're crazy?" he mused.

"She didn't charge me, and she couldn't tell me anything." After I said that, my anxiety went out the window, I knew he was going to rub that in my face.

"See I told you, go and call your doctor and tell her you need better medicine." He laughed. "Come on Anabelle, you know you are stressed out. Maybe we should take a vacation it might do you some good and get away from this place."

"I was thinking about doing that," I said sitting back in the chair. "I just don't know where at the moment, somewhere nice and quiet. Maybe Massachusetts."

"Why would we go there?" he snapped. "All I know is that place is depressing with all that history and curses and shit." He said sounding annoyed.

"I figured you like the history," I said getting up from the computer. "Where were you thinking about going?"

"Vegas?" he said sounding more upbeat.

"You just want to go and party, you know I am not into that scene," I complained. "I am already under enough stress, and you want to go there," I said rolling my eyes. "I'm going to go and lay down now, I will call you before I leave for work, I love you, David."

"I love you to Anabelle, sorry you didn't get help with your dreams." He said before hanging up the phone.

I felt better that he was trying to support my dreams, but I knew he wasn't understanding where I was in my head. I was scared and confused and I did hate not knowing what they were meaning. Maybe I was driving myself crazy with all of this and I would get out of this soon.

Climbing back in bed, I decided to try and go back to sleep without thinking about the little girl and the vampire this time anyways.

Running through the woods, the wind in my hair I didn't know if I was being chased or if I was chasing someone, but I kept on running. For what seemed like forever, I came to a clearing, I stopped to catch my breath.

Laughter caught me off guard, the moon was high, the warm air all around me, I wasn't sure where I was or who was with me.

"Hello?" I called, but there was no answer.

Looking around, I felt like someone was watching from the woods but wouldn't come out.

"Come out I know you are watching me!" I growled getting impatient.

"Anabelle watch out!"