secrets of ghost hill

twelve

"billie!" i yelled out. every single day, i had to find her. she was always some where different. it was exercise really and speaking of exercise.

i stood in the door way watching her lift weights. of course there was an indoor gym and of course she worked out.

it explained her arms and abs. im guessing i didn't search the house very well because this was my first time stumbling upon this gym.

it was spacious and there were about ten different work out stations. yea, he was very rich.

she couldn't hear me reason being she had music blasting in her ears at full volume.

but instead of stopping her i watched. her hair was in a half up, half down style and pieces of her hair stuck to her flushed face.

she was a sweaty mess. and oh how i found it so attractive.

she began rapping the lyrics to what ever song she was listening to as she tried her best to continue you lifting.

i needed to leave but i wanted to watch her. ugh, but i needed to leave.

"billie!" i yelled to which she ignored. assuming she didn't hear me, i walked over to her, and tapped her shoulder.

"shit!" she dropped the weights. oops? she took her headphones off and gave me a death stare as she picked the weights back up.

"billie." she tilted her head at me and continued lifting weights.

"what." she stated, irritation laced in her voice. she tore her eyes away from me focusing on her arms as she continued.

"what's wrong with you?"

she shook her head slightly, "you're distracting me. so would you mind doing me a favor pretty girl?"

she glanced at me briefly, "leave."

she needed sense knocked into her. who did she think she was speaking to me in this way? i would most definitely slap the shit out of her.

once more the weights in her hand dropped to the floor while her eyes fluttered close. and when opened i was greeted with warm eyes even with them being the complete replica of the artic.

"hi angel." she smiled adoringly and grabbed the bottle of water by her foot.

"i'm sorry. he doesn't really like people." she scoffed before gulping down the bottle of water. needless to say, of course it was a man.

"did you need something?" she placed the bottle of water down. i couldn't stop staring everything about her was so ugh.

and especially now.. with the sight in front of me it was hard to contain my self. my eyes lingered to her hands.

they were more veiny then usual and the rings decorating her hands made them even more bewitching.

my head tilted in thought as i imagined all the possible scenarios but they all ended the same. and that was with her fingers inside me.

"mileena." i internally cleared my throat leaving my imagination behind. i was losing sight of the mission.

"i'm leaving to ghost hill to please my boss. i don't have the tapes because you deleted them but i'm going to try my best to convince him with the pages i wrote."

"mileena," she grabbed my hand and pulled me in between her legs. "you know none of this will matter.. right?"

she was trying to end the world, at least that's what i've gathered from her responses, and actions.