Natalie, Adam's ex-girlfriend

Natalie tried her best to subtly peek into her ex-boyfriend's house to see if anyone was inside. She felt like a fool for doing this, but she had to know for sure. She had momentarily lost control of her entire body and spoken words she hadn't meant to say. Once Natalie had regained control, she had followed Adam at a distance. She didn't know exactly why she felt the need to do this, but had done so anyway. She was pleased she did regardless. Natalie had clearly seen Adam speaking to himself, and was certain he had said 'Helen'.

As mad as it seemed, Natalie had an overwhelming feeling that Adam's girlfriend was a ghost. She had glimpsed a shimmer of something in the space where Adam had been speaking to apparently thin air. There was no way Natalie was going to run over and challenge her ex-partner on this strange behaviour, not after what had happened to her only moments before, so instead she chose to investigate his home.

It was a mad thing to do, but something in Natalie's head was urging her on towards Adam's house. This sense of madness washed over her as Natalie stood unmoving, staring into the living room window. The sweat on her body from her run and cooled right down and now caused her to shiver slightly.

"What the fuck am I doing," Natalie muttered to herself as she walked around the perimeter of the property. She almost bumped into the wooden fence that ran between Adam's house and the neighbour's as she checked over her shoulder to make sure no-one was looking at her. Without really thinking, Natalie pulled a wheelie bin towards the fence, climbed on top of it, and leapt over the fence into the garden. As soon as her feet hit the ground she scurried over to the back of the house and tried the rear door to the kitchen. To both her horror and delight it opened.

Now fully committed, Natalie slipped inside as silently as she could. Her trainers scrapped noisily on the kitchen floor and her heart thumped in her chest. The house seemed totally silent. Adam had suggested Helen was sick at home, so surely Natalie should be able to hear something. But what if she did? How could she explain herself? Natalie couldn't afford to entertain those thoughts as she scanned downstairs for any sign of Helen.

Happy no-one was downstairs, Natalie began the climb up the stairs. For a new build, the stairs seemed to creak mercilessly. Natalie clenched her teeth and strained her ears trying listening out for any sign of someone else. Thankfully she heard nothing and dashed into the first open door when she reached the landing.

Natalie yelped involuntarily as she saw Helen's limp body in the chair. The noise didn't seem to disturb the apparently **** woman, her face impassive. Natalie had only seen Helen a few times in person, but regularly on social media. As much as she hated herself for it, she sometimes looked at Adam's profile to see how he was doing after the break-up. Rather annoyingly, Natalie had to admit Helen was quite an attractive woman in a cute sort of way.

Tentatively, Natalie held the back of her hand close to Helen's mouth and nose. Very faintly, Natalie could feel Helen's breath against her skin.

'What a weird place to nap,' Natalie thought as she gazed down at the apparently sleeping woman. Whilst Natalie was relieved to confirm Helen was alive, she began to panic about what she would say should Helen wake up. Natalie made to back silently out of the room when something caught her eye. On the desk in front of Helen was a large old looking book. Natalie felt herself being called towards it and without meaning to, stepped closer to take a better look.

"Astral projection?" Natalie whispered. She was standing right in front of the book now, her legs nudging Helen to the side. She scanned the bizarre text, but found herself unable to make out much of what it said. That was until she reached the bottom of the page and spotted the word 'possess'. Natalie turned to face Helen's vacant body and suddenly everything clicked.

"This bitch possessed me!" Natalie resisted the urge to slap Helen and instead turned back to the mysterious book. She hurriedly tried to read the page, but found herself unable to fully understand the intricate text. It was definitely a spellbook, and Helen must have used this spell to possess her, but she couldn't work out how to cast the spell herself. Natalie seethed in frustration and looked for something to lash out at. She found nothing suitable, but instead spotted a phone. It had to be Helen's. Slowly a plan formed in Natalie's mind.

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Finally, Natalie could hear someone at the front door. It had taken longer than she had expected for Adam to come home after reading the text she had sent from Helen's phone. Natalie had occupied herself by intermittently flicking through the book and glancing at Helen's **** body. She had to resist the urge to kick her.

Hearing the panicked steps up the stairs, Natalie grabbed the book and turned to face the doorway into the office. As she had hoped and expected, a very red-faced Adam darted across the landing and stopped in surprise at the sight of Natalie.

"Hello Adam," Natalie said slyly. "I bet you're surprised to find me here."

"Natalie?!" Adam puffed. "How did you get in here? What are you doing with the book?"

"You left the backdoor open," Natalie laughed. "And this book is how she did it right? That witch of a girlfriend using magic to take over my body! I suppose you thought it was all very funny?"

"Look, we shouldn't have done that," Adam said in a somewhat apologetic tone. "I'm sorry. It won't happen again."

"Good! Where is that girlfriend of yours anyway? Pretty reckless leaving her body empty." Natalie kicked at the office chair that Helen's body was slumped in as if to highlight her point.

"Right here!" came a ghostly voice over Adam's shoulder.