My good friend Lilah had just passed away, she was twenty-two. She was a co-worker and friend. She was cute and had long black hair and these really cute freckles. Everyone at work was just all stricken up about it. I was working at a Homegoods while trying to land a job in the field I went to college for at the age of twenty-four. Lilah and I got along really well. There was this closet by the rugs where some things were kept and on slow nights we would just hang out in there and talk, hoping time would go by faster. I came to look forward to these talks. I would always check the schedule and would be happy anytime we would be there together. Eventually, I realized that I was in love with her. Despite that, I was too scared of rejection to ever say anything. I was wondering if maybe she had caught feelings for me as well when the accident happened. I wasn't there, but one of the arms that a rug was hanging on broke. It fell on her and apparently killed her instantly. I was heartbroken, but I tried to hang in there.
As the months went on strange occurrences started happening in the store. Lights flickered far more often than usual. The automatic doors would open with no one there. People started making jokes about Lilah haunting the building, but when it got worse, and people started to claim to have seen things fly off shelves, we really started to believe the store was haunted. After that the strange occurrences stopped. A month had gone by and we all laughed about how silly it was that we ever thought the store was haunted.
I was working a night shift with a few other co-workers. It was pretty late and customers had stopped coming in. I went to the closet to just be alone. I was just standing in there with my back against a wall when I heard a knock on the door. It was strange, no one ever knocked, they usually just barged in. The only person to ever knock was Lilah. I went to the door and opened it.
Standing there was Brielle. She was three years younger than me. Her hair was brunette and she was very pretty. We got along well enough as co-workers do, but nothing more than that.
"Did you need something?" I asked her.
"Can I come in?" she asks back.
"Sure," I say, weirded out.
She walks in and closes the door behind her. She looks nervous. She begins to say something, but stops herself. She does this a few times as if trying to find just the right words. Eventually, she just blurts out, "It's me, Lilah."
"What?" is all I manage to say, confused.
"I'm possessing Brielle, but it's really me inside," she says.
Annoyed, I say, "This isn't funny, Brielle. You know Lilah and I were good friends. This is a very mean prank."
"No, I really am Lilah," she says, "And I can prove it."
Skeptical, I say, "Yeah? Okay then. Prove it."
"One night we were in here, passing the time as usual. We had started daring each other to say increasingly embarrassing secrets. The most embarrassing secret you told me was that back in high school one morning you woke up late. You had no clean clothes so you rushed to your dryer and quickly put on whatever you got your hands on. At school you later realized you were wearing a pair of your sister's panties," she says.
"I never told that to anyone," I say, "Except for Lilah." I look at Brielle, "It really is you Lilah?"
"Yes it's really me," she says.
"Lilah," I say and hug her as I start to cry, "I really missed you."
She hugs me back, "I was right here, but you couldn't see me."
We just hold each other for a moment and then we disembrace and just stand together in the closet.
I wipe the tears from my eyes and say, "So what did you mean when you said I couldn't see you?"
"After the accident I was just sort of floating here, but no one could see me or hear me. At some point I figured out how to move, but still couldn't interact with anything or anyone, I would just go right through everything. I tried leaving the store, but it's like there's an invisible barrier covering the whole place. After some more time I realized if I concentrated I could manifest myself a bit. I was still invisible, but I could touch things if I wanted to. The doors at the front reacted to my presence and I moved things on the shelves, little stuff like that. The more I did this the more I could do and realized I could affect the lights around me. I started hearing that people thought I was haunting the place, but I wanted to keep my presence a secret so I stopped," she says.
"But what about this?" I say pointing at her body.
"Well one day I was floating around and passed through some random woman like normal, but for a second I could see the world through her eyes and hear it through her ears. I tested this a few more times and realized I could possess people. At first I could only control them for a few seconds, then a few minutes and the more I did it the longer I could do it for and now it seems I can possess them indefinitely," she says.
"Well, I'm glad to talk to you again," I say.
"Me too," she says and she leans in towards me.
"What are you doin-?" I try to say, but I get cut off as she begins to kiss me. I can't help myself and I kiss her back. She pulls away and I say, "What was that about?"
"When I was alive I thought that maybe you liked me, but you never did anything. Now's your chance," she says.
I look at her, at Brielle, and say, "This is wrong. That isn't your body."
She looks back at me and says, "I suppose you're right," she turns her head away again and I can hear her faintly sob as she says, "It's just, I had never been with a man. I died a virgin."
"Really?" I ask. I'm kind of surprised since she was such an attractive woman.
"Yes," she says and turns back to me, I can see the tears flowing down her face, "I know this is wrong of me to ask, but would you take my virginity?"
"But that's Brielle's body," I say.
"I know, but this is the only way," she says, "Please, Shane, you're the only one I can ask. What if I disappear tomorrow?"
I start to feel guilty. Brielle is an attractive woman after all, "Fine," I say.
She goes to hug me and says, "Thank you," and her crying stops.
She looks up at me and we begin to kiss. I grope one of her breasts through her shirt as I feel her undo my pants. I start to undo hers as she slides my pants down. I feel her hand grab my five inch dick and she starts to stroke it as it becomes hard. I slide her pants down and work a finger inside her pussy. She moans a little at this. She continues to stroke my member as I slip a second finger inside her. I'm rock hard now and I remove my fingers which are now soaked with her juices. I position my dick and then enter her. As I thrust into her I feel her thrust towards me as I hear her moan. I start to feel myself ready to cum and with a final thrust I cum inside her as she orgasms. Her hand is over her mouth to muffle the sound.
I pull out and start to freak out. I immediately feel guilty and say, "Oh, fuck. I just fucked Brielle without a condom. What if she gets pregnant?"
I look over at Lilah who looks calm and satisfied who says, "Relax, Shane. It's probably fine. Look, I can watch her and see if she shows any signs."
"I guess that's the best I can ask for," I say, "Thanks."
"It's the least I can do," she says, "It was my selfish request after all."
We both start to put our pants back on.