⚠️TRIGGER WARNING: BLOOD, MURDER & HORROR⚠️
Harry Styles
Elizabeth, a ghost?? That means I hooked up with a ghost, but she felt so real....
'Harry....' Leah said. 'Are you okay?' She added. 'Yes, I am. It's just weird I hooked up with a death girl.' I answered. My feelings got more intense ever since I walked in here.
'What if my grandpa killed Liz.' I said as this idea popped up in my head. 'Maybe that's the reason she took us for her revenge.' Leah added. Leah picked her phone and searched for the guy who killed the girl. She showed me the picture. 'So my grandfather's a killer?' I said. 'I'm sorry Harry.' She said. 'It's okay Leah, at least we know the truth now.' I added.
'I think we can leave now.' Leah said as she touched my shoulder. 'Can you?' We heard a voice saying as we turned around. Leah screamed out of fear, it was Elizabeth, but that wasn't the worse thing that happend. At the wall hang Leah's mom, blood all over her as Elizabeth stood next to the body with a knife in her hands. Leah kept screaming and crying, tears kept falling down her cheek. 'Oops.' Elizabeth said sounding sarcastically.
'You b*tch!' I screamed at Elizabeth. 'You think I'm a b*tch now? Well you haven't seen me at my worse than.' She said while laughing evilly.
Elizabeth disappeared as she kept laughing.
I looked at Leah, her eyes were red from her tears, the same tears that still kept coming. I didn't know what to do. Leah fell down on her knees looking at her mother's body. I kneeled so I could look Leah in her eyes and said: 'Leah.' I could see the fear and the sadness in her eyes. 'Listen to me, it's going to be fine, I promise.' I said. I took her into my arms and hugged her. I tried to comfort her as she hugged me back. My t-shirt got wet of all her tears but it didn't matter. I still haven't heard her crying, but I saw tears falling down her cheeks. I think she was still in shock, I would've been too. I never wanted this to happen, I should've said that Leah wasn't able to go this house. Of course I was stupid enough to join her on her investigation.
I hate to look at people when they're in pain, I couldn't even look at myself. I always felt like helping people whenever they are in pain, I just don't want them to feel the same as I always do.
Leah grabbed my hand as I helped her to stand again. She hugged me again and I hugged her back. No one should ever be in this situation. The worse thing was that this all happens because of me. Elizabeth wants revenge on me, not on anyone else. It's my fault I got Leah and the others into this. I need to help her as much as I need to help the others.
Leah let go and walked forwards to her mother. She touched her mother's face as she said: 'I love you mom, I always will. I'm so so sorry I got you into this.' I could still hear and see her sadness. I hugged her again. 'She knows.' I said. I could see a little smile showing up on Leah's face.
'Shall we leave?' I asked. 'One more minute.' She said. She looked at her moms body with tears in her eyes. After a minute I took the body from the wall and carried it outside. We searched a place to bury her. Leah found the perfect tree. I got some shovels out of my car as we started digging. We placed the body into the hole. Leah looked one last time at her mom and than I closed the hole, like it never was there. Leah picked some beautiful flowers as she laid it on the top of the grave. With a knife I wrote 'here lays Emily Adams. A beautiful and lovely woman who will forever be missed by her beautiful family' into the tree behind the grave.
We both looked at the grave as we took a minute of silence. Leah dried her last tears en we walked back to my car.
We put the shovels back into the car and looked at each other. 'I forgot my phone in the house.' Leah said. 'We will get it, come.' I answered. She picked my hand we walked back to the house.
We found Leah's phone upstairs, we both looked at it. 'You know, scientists say this house makes your emotions and feelings heavier. So when you're sad, you're even sadder as you normally would be.' She told me. I heard her soft voice as she was still crying.
'That's why...' I said. 'That's why what?' She asked as a moment of silence fell between us. We both looked at each other, her beautiful ocean blue eyes looked at me.
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Truth or Dare [h.s.]
Mystery / ThrillerStuck playing a game. No escape. Dark secrets , love and a lot of mysterious events. Seven teens are going to find out the truth. What will happen these nights? Or even more important, will they survive?