Thomas Thorne ~ One rose one thorne

The move (chapter 1 part 2) ♡

Date and time: 3:06 pm - 11/8/18

Y/Ns POV -

It had been around an hour since you had gotten to the house and you loved it every intricate detail. Yes it may needed alot of work because it was very run down but that didnt bother Y/N. She always loved old building expecially castles. Her mom brought in some things from the car like a small TV which would be put in Y/Ns room. She loved her room it felt... well like home. She felt comfortable and free here.

She was only moments away from disaster however...

Ghosts POV -

"Now! Has anyone got any idea what we could do to get them out of here!" The captain stood infront of everyone in the living room playing around with his stick and going up and down on his toes. "We could scare them out i mean.. we are ghosts we could haunt maybe?" Pat looked out at everyone waiting for there approval, they all shared looks before all coming to and agreement "alright i suppose we could try it." The captain also thankfully agreed and turned walking away to do his business.

Thomas had been following Y/N ever since she had gotten out the 'box with wheels' he had no idea what the others were planning and the others couldn't let him know.

Y/Ns POV -

She decided to help her mom get the things out of the car to make things faster. She took a box of her moms old things upstairs into a small room with only a sofa in and a few old boxes she places the box of her moms things onto the sofa. She sat down on the old sofa it looked like it hadn't been cleaned in years and was centuries old 2 seconds after she had sat down a large gust of wind closed the door slamming it shut then and unusal thing happend.. the door locked seemingly on its own and the windows were also blocked with boxes before she came in. "Whats going on.. honestly I haven't got time for this.. mom if thats you it isn't funny im trying to help you now let me out!" Y/N yells but she gets no response only the light.. they turned off and it turned pitch black.

On and off on and off on and off. It wouldn't stop they flickered for ages and ages sometimes only stopping off and it stayed pitch black. "WHATEVER KIND OF JOKE THIS IS IT ISNT FUNNY!" Y/N was yelling at the top of her lungs she was terrified.. it didn't seem to be her mom.. she would have stopped by now.. so what else could it be.. ghosts? No. She never belived in ghosts.. she kept thinking but nothing came to mind.. she sat down in the corner on the floor and brought her knees to her chest and held her head down onto her knees and rocked back and forth.. "stop it please.. thats enough.." she pleaded for it to stop and it did. Only on pitch black again. "I SAID STOP IT! STOP IT!" she yelled and started breathing heavily, she had never felt like this before.. it felt like she was being played with inside her head she had enough of it she just wanted it to be over. She was going to cry.. until it did stop. She felt strage but it had stopped and thats all that mattered to her. The lighed stayed on and the door unlocked opening to show the window outside and the sun setting over the trees. How strange.

She ran down stairs her eyes full of tears. "Mom we cant stay here.. its not safe." No reply. "Mom respond please im right hereeee!" Still nothing? Her mother was completely ignoring her so she stormed off to her room annoyed.. "What could i have possibly done wrong?" She whispered to herself quietly.