Chapter 4

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After annoying long hours the plane finally landed. I hurried out of the airport as fast as I could. Getting away from him was easy. But where he went was beyond me. And I still can't get his kisses out of my head. Or his eyes.

I hailed a taxi and told it where to drive. I know that the house I was going to was big. It my family home. But I never liked being there. Too much space. But I get guess that it's time that I face it.

My family was known for many things. Most of my family was a disappointment to my grandfather. Then there's me and my brother. Who is over ten years older than me. But he died when I was 13.

My sister, who is about 5 years older than me lives in California. She is popular. But I rarely talk to her now. I haven't really had the time to contact her after all. But she never really ever replied to my text messages.

My dad was a nice guy. But he ended up dying when I was 11. I know that their not my real parents. I know that they adopted me, but I still see them as my family.

But the family house is a creepy old manor. It's old, and it makes the strangest noises. It's on the out skirts of Spokane. I had learned all the secret passageways. But u also knew that one day that house would end up killing me. And it kinda had a few broken windows.

The taxi pulled into the driveway. I looked out the window, up at the old manor. It looked just as I remembered. The gradeners waved at me as the taxi drove past.

I noticed noticed figure standing at the front door. As the Tami came to a stop I noticed that it was a blonde. I slowly got out of the taxi. I walked around to the trunk and got my bags out. I paid the drive and walked up to the stranger.

As I got closer I noticed it was the guy from the plane. The guy I sat with the whole flight. His blonde hair flowed in the wind, and his eyes held a mischievous glint in his eyes.

"I was waiting for you," he whispered in my ear. How he moved faster us beyond me.

"W-who are you?" I asked.

"You already know," he laughed. I backed away from him and tried to walk around him. "Where are you going?"

"Inside my home," I answered coldly. I brushed past him and opened the door. Dust flew up from the floors. I let out a sigh as I looked behind me. He was gone. I closed the door and entered my new home.

I slowly climb the stairs up to the second floor. I wandered around a bit, looking around and memorizing where things were. I mad me my way up to the third floor. I found a fairly large room and entered it. I set my things down next to the door.

I closed the door and walked over to the bed. I kicked the side of the bed. Dust covered the entire thing. I walked over to the dresser and looked through it. It was filled with clean bedding. I pulled out all the things I needed.

I stripped the bed of all its old covering and replaced them with fresh clean bedding. After I was finished I laid down and closed my eyes.

After a hour long nap I found the kitchen, then I went back to my room. I walked into the bathroom. I had grabbed myself some clean clothes after I had showered, along with a towel.

I turned the water on and let it heat up. I quickly undressed and stepped into the water.

After cleaning up I grabbed my towel to dry off. As I wrapped the towel around me I looked into the mirror. A figure stood behind me. It had the shape of a man. His arms reached out and wrapped around me. I could feel his cold rings on my shoulders. I quickly pulled away from him and turned around, griping the towel tighter. I noticed his blonde hair and stormy blue eyes. I stepped back away from him. But he approached.

"Leave me alone!" I screamed at the blonde. But he still approached. I don't like people coming near me, touching, or even looking at me. It's too much stress on me.

"And why would I do that?" he questioned. I tried to think if something, but what? "You can't get ride of me." He kept stepping closer while I tried to back away. But my back hit the sink counter. His arms trapped me in place.

"Who are you?" I asked.

"Zac Maverick," he whispered in my ear.

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