An Erotic Ghost Story Ch. 02

"You are in you bedroom, dear sister, in our home." Mary glanced at David and they shared a worried look. Lilly lived here her entire life and now didn't recognize her own bedroom?

Lilly saw someone move in the shadows. When the figure emerged they locked eyes. It was Edward. But no it couldn't be. She must be imagining him. He was dead, a long time ago dead.

"Edward?" She murmured.

He stepped closer to Lilly. How did she know him? They'd never met.

"Hello, Miss Taylor. I am Edward Kahn. Have I had the pleasure of meeting you before?" He extended his hand to her.

Oh, it was the Edward! He was so alive and handsome as she knew he would be. Her heart raced and sang a sweet song. This was a perfect dream! His black hair parted at the side perfectly coiffed. His dark eyes bore into her. He had a neatly trimmed mustache and a small patch of hair covered just his chin. The hair would probably tickle her when they kissed, she mused.

Then reality hit. She was definitely awake and Edward was dead. He was a hideous monster. She still had streaks of his blood on her face and nightdress. He tore into and abused her virgin flesh. His hideously disfigured face bled on her.

"No, no...no!" she murmured softly at first then her voice grew louder as fear ripped at her gut.

"No, no you can't be here!" She shook her head violently and crawled away from him. Tears began to well in her eyes and drip down her face.

Mary, David and Edward stole worried and frightened glances at each other. What was she talking about? When had she ever met Edward? Why was she terrified of him?

"Lilly dearest why can't Mr. Kahn-Edward be here?"

Mary rubbed her palm lightly across her sister's shoulder. Lilly huddled deeply against her as if to shrink away from Edward. She continued to shake her head and cry.

"Because," she paused and pointed a finger at Kahn, her voice wavering, "He's dead, he hung himself over one hundred and twenty years ago."

Edward felt as if lightning struck him straight in the chest. He couldn't breathe or think coherently. His hands began to tremble. A cold sweat beaded across his forehead. Her chilling ominous words petrified him to the core.

"He's a monster! I don't want to see him. Tell him to get out, tell him to get out now!" She screamed over and over. Lilly buried her face into her sister's chest and sobbed.

"Leave, please Edward leave now!" David bellowed to his friend.

Edward was in shock. His feet felt glued to the floor. He was paralyzed with fear.

"Edward! Get out!" David ordered a second time. Kahn snapped out of his stupor, turned and nearly ran out of the room and away from the beautiful spooky girl.

"There, there Lilly he's gone now. Try to get some rest. Everything is very confusing now but you'll be better in no time." Mary said softly caressing her wet tear stained cheek.

Lilly broke away from Mary's gripped. She looked up at her with the saddest eyes. They seemed to plead with her. Her chin quivered.

"Who are you people and where am I? Why are you dressed in those old fashion clothes? I don't want to be here and want to go back to my home now!"

Lilly dropped her head into her hands and sobbed so hard her body shook. She fell into the pillow and curled into a tight ball as she hugged her knees.

"David," Mary spoke but paused as if in shock. Her eyes were glassy and wide.

"Go get the doctor."

David stood motionless. He was in stunned. His little sister didn't know her own siblings, her own home? Did the fall erase her memory? Mary's words were muddled and incoherent as if she were speaking to him underwater.

David, go get the doctor now!" Mary yelled.

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A few minutes later, Lilly finally feel asleep in a puddle of her own tears. Mary replaced her pillow with a fresh one. One of the female employees would tend to her. All the staff loved Lilly and came forward to offer round the clock care. Mary kissed her beloved sister on the cheek.

"Oh, dear sister, what happened to your mind?" She whispered as she left the room.

David and Mary waited in the study for the doctor. Edward was there too but he was completely lost in his own thoughts and shaken by despair as he stared out the window. He hadn't spoken a word since he left Lilly's bedroom. His thoughts were transfixed on the youngest Taylor sister. Her words imprinted into his brain. David tried to offer his schoolmate some consolation.

"She's not in her right mind Edward. The fall must have done something terrible to her brain. Please don't take what she said to heart." He gripped his friend's shoulder.

"I know David, it was a bit unsettling to say the least." He smiled and shrugged, but it was a show of false bravado.

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"She has amnesia. I've never had a patient with the affliction. Although the disease is quite rare there is no other rational explanation." The doctor explained.

"Will she ever get her memories back? Will she be our Lilly again?" Mary queried as she dabbed the tears running down her face. David gripped her shoulder tightly and she grasped his hand for comfort.

"It's uncertain. Try to keep her routines as normal as possible. Ease Lilly into her life as quickly as you can without overwhelming the girl. Don't let too many people who were involved in her life before overwhelm her with questions and prod her too much. Reintroduce the people she's closest too first."

Her Beau, Erik, we need to tell him!" Mary looked up at her brother anxiously.

"Her beau?" Edward felt a nudge of jealously. David shot him a warning stare.

"Erik Sommers started courting her a month ago. He is wildly in love with her and he's hinting at marriage. David, we have to get a message to him. He's taking her on a carriage ride tomorrow. I think he's going to propose. He was going to take her on a carriage ride. I guess that's not going to happen now is it."

Mary wept into her delicate lace handkerchief as she realized Lilly's future was severely altered. David folded her into his arms in a protective embrace. She was more like a mother to Lilly after their mother died when her little sister was ten. Mary had her own beau but refused his marriage offer until her little sister was settled in her own marriage.

"Let her do anything within reason of course she is comfortable with. Trying to force her into situations will distress her and may delay her memories. Make sure you reintroduce yourselves and everyone else. Remember you are complete strangers to her. She should sleep for a good long while. If anything changes come get me."

The doctor words left the two siblings in shock. Mary sobbed in her brother's arms. David's eyes were blurry and red. As Kahn prepared to leave David told Edward in polite but explicit terms not to call on the Taylor's unless he was invited.

Edward fumed. Lilly, whom he never met before was petrified of him so he was banned from the house. He would devise a plan though to get her alone without seeming like a completely insensitive cad. David would hunt him down and kill him if he knew of his underhanded tactics. He preferred not to die from a bullet though his heart so he needed to be very clever. He excelled at clever, especially with the opposite sex.

Lilly aroused him as much as she unnerved him. Remembering her in that sheer night-rail made him hard. His libido raced like a jackrabbit. What a novelty, she should shrink away fearing him. Woman only screamed in delight when he pleasured them with his tongue or drove himself into their wet bodies.

Lilly's declaration rattled him to the core. Kahn dreamed of his horrific death in graphic details countless times. The terrifying dream always came at 1:30 in the morning. He was choking and he couldn't catch his breath, his neck was burning. Then everything went black. He would wake screaming. Perspiration drenched his sheets and nude body. He would tremble for hours. When he was with a lady friend she would dart out of bed petrified then order him to leave.

Lilly's rant spooked him because he hadn't told a soul his foretelling nightmares. She wouldn't have first hand acknowledge of his foreboding dreams. What intrigued him to near madness was how a woman made of flesh and bone just could just appear out of a burst of light? What did the pretty little witch know that no one else did? He prayed in earnest he could discover her secrets, all her secrets.

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Lilly woke at dusk as hazy rays of pink and orange peeked through the enormous window. She prayed she was home in her pretty little cottage with her loving parents. She felt a crushing blow after realizing the room was the same. Furnished in gorgeous, exceptionally well-built antique furniture. The kind you'd find furnishing lovingly restored old Victorian or Gothic style homes.

Lillie's head throbbed. She was dehydrated and needed a huge drink of water. She rubbed her temples and winced from the pain. The strangers mulling around earlier dressed liked Victorian era reenactment actors were thankfully gone. Why where they wearing period costumes?

Lilly sat up slowly and saw a stout older woman dressed in a long black dress and white apron asleep in a nearby chair. Her wiry gray hair poked haphazardly out of a mobcap. She snored in quite rhythmic breaths. Startled, Lilly leapt back and her tailbone hit the massive heavy headboard with a thud. The racket startled the servant. Her eyes flew open and settled on Lilly.

"Miss Lillian you are awake. My dear, did you give us all a start!

"Who are you?" Lilly pulled the plush duvet up to her neck.

"Why Miss Lilly I'm Millie don't you remember...oh I'm sorry Miss, you hit your head. She wore a sympathetic grin as she patted her mobcap. She nodded to Lilly as if the two women were supposed to be in agreement about something.

"Why am I here, who brought me here? Why are you dressed like that?" Lilly leaned in closer and motioned to the stoutly woman's outfit.

"Oh, Miss Lilly, it's me maids uniform. She pressed her fingertips into the fabric over her large bosom.

"Mr. Kahn found you lying on the stairs after you fell. Your brother and him brought you upstairs."

No, no," Lilly shook her head in frustration.

"How did I get in this house, who owns it?" She stopped then realized what else Millie said.

"Brother? I don't have a brother, I'm an only child!"

Millie blinked and stared vacantly at the confused young woman. She was instructed not to tell Lilly anything. Now she was in a pickle. Miss Lilly really did loose her mind! She scurried toward the door to search for Miss Mary.

"I'd better run and fetch Miss Mary or Mister Taylor." She clutched her throat nervously.

"Wait, please just tell me the year, I just need to know the year then you can run off and get Miss Mary." Lilly sat up in bed and crawled closer to the maid.

"Oh, oh, Miss Lilly, Master David told me not to speak about anything of the sort with you. She shook her head solemnly.

"Just the year Millie."

How could telling her the year hurt anyone? Millie reasoned in her simple mind.

"1892 Miss, that's the year, June 1, 1892."

She curtsied to her young mistress and waddled out the door.

Lilly was now alone, stunned and utterly confused. The unbelievable shocking fact was she'd traveled back in time. 'Dear god, how was this possible?' she thought to herself. Everything she knew, all the people she loved, her life, it was all gone. Or more correctly didn't happen, yet. Was this what ghoulish Edward meant when he said the hands of time would rewind? Was his prediction now true? Lilly felt her head was held underwater by an unseen force and she was almost out of air. She couldn't breath and gasped for oxygen.

Mary came rushing up the stairs when Millie told her Lilly was awake. She began to wring her hands more vigorously the closer she got to her sisters room. Before she entered, Mary blew a big puff of air from her filled cheeks, smoothed her muslin dress down and entered.

"Lillian!" Mary cried as her sister clutched her throat and gasped for air.

"Millie fetch her a glass." Mary barked to the woman and pointed to a water pitcher on the dressing table.

Mille handed her mistress the water glass. Mary took the cup and eased Lilly's head up and put it to her lips. Lilly managed a few sips. She put her hand up as a signal to stop. Mary rested the glass on the night table.

Lilly's breath was stable after she gulped the cool water. Her brain felt battered again though once she realized she was in the past, the way, way, past. One hundred and twenty years in the past to be exact. It was another century, another time, another life. Mind blowing couldn't describe her emotions. Edward's time when he was handsome, and flesh and blood. One year before he killed himself.

Lilly had a sister, Mary and a brother. Well, she always wanted siblings. She had them in her previous life. She has them. This was her 'present' life. Reincarnation is an ironic bitch wasn't she?

"Are you ok, Lilly?" Mary stroked the young woman's face.

"Darling, its me Mary, I'm you sister. You're safe now in our house. Our brother David will be here in a moment and father was sent a telegram. He should be here in short order."

Her hand was soft, cool. She felt strangely comforted by the unfamiliar woman's caress. Did her soul know this woman was of her blood in her last life? Was the past life familial connection why she felt comforted by her?

"Thank you Mary." Lilly whispered and touched her sister's hand. Tears welled in Mary's eyes.

"You are so very welcome dear sister!" Mary beamed.

"David should be here soon. He's a complete wreck Lilly, a complete wreck I tell you! We were all fretting over you. You should rest soon though, you've had a terrible day."

"Is the blood still on my face?" Lilly reached to touch her skin.

Lilly wanted all the remnants of Edward Kahn gone from her body. His seed was still buried deep within her though. If at all possible she wanted to flush his ejaculate him from her body. The substance felt like a toxin that'd seeped into her and was festering.

"Miss Lilly I washed ya up while you napped." She hovered in the corner but stepped forward proud she was able to help her mistress.

"Yur clean as a whistle!" Millie beamed.

"Thank you Millie." Lilly nodded at the maid.

Lilly couldn't believe she was in this surreal nightmare. Mary and her 'brother' David thought she had amnesia. What else could she possibly due do but try and make the best of it? Lilly could pretend until gradually their life became her new life.

She could never tell anyone what really happened. They'd more than likely send her to the loony bin. Insane asylums were terrible places up in the 1800's. Who could even come close to understanding her situation? How would she adapt in this era, in totally new situation. This was her life, a long, long time ago.

Was this a second chance for her to cut Edward from her life? If they never married they would not die so young. Lilly could change both their fates. With a strong sense of resolve Lilly affirmed she would make the best of this and make sure she completely cut Edward from her life. She would create a new life in 1892 and if she never returned to 2013 she hoped she would live to a ripe old age. Lilly's fate was hers alone and would never be sealed to Edward Kahn's.