Chapter 10 - Lurker in the house

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Hannah's POV

"Someone was there, I am not crazy!", I scream, literally scream at Harry's bitchy sister.

"Suuurre, that's what all women say", groans my ex-boyfriend whose mood swings stresses the hell out of me. And his sexist remark.

"Maybe it was James"

"Or Eric", Brian squeaks pushing up his glasses from the bridge of his nose. Harry holds his fists against his side whilst Alice nostrils flare in anger and jealousy. I knew she had a thing for Eric. Moo-dy cow. Get it?

Suddenly a loud shriek is heard . It's Charlotte. Immediately we all ran downstairs, Brian in the lead and me...well I'm behind everyone. But who could blame me, I'm carrying a child for Pete's sake.

When we arrive at the living room, she isn't there but faint wimperings are heard from the kitchen. Brian sprints as fast as Usain Bolt to his girlfriend and drops on his knees taking in the horrific scene.

A dead body. And blood everywhere.

Eric was dead.

"Aaaaaaah!", Alice screams pulling her brunette hair as she breaks into tears.Charlotte is sitting cross-legged on the floor with her head in her hands to muffle her strangled screams escaping her lips.

How could this have happened?When did this happen? Who's behind this? Millions of questions pop in my mind but I choose to ignore them and as I do, pain and sadness starts swirling in my stomach until every part of me is broken down letting the miserable tears slide down my cheek to the stained, wooden floor.

Harry's POV

I can't move.

I can't feel any emotion.

I'm just standing there like a fucking statue, completely still as the scene plays in front of me in slow motion.

A pool of deep, dark red blood surrounding his body.

A sobbing Alice.

A frightened Hannah.

A whimpering Charlotte with a sad Brian by her side.

And me? Doing absolutely fucking nothing. Not even a tear or a sign of unhappiness or shock. Someone or something is lurking around this house waiting to kill it's next victim. This isn't James. It can't be James but some fucked up deranged shithead.

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After what seems like an hour when it was actually fifteen minutes, we were all seated on the couches.Nobody even said a word. Complete awkward silence, at least I find it awkward especially towards my sister. His dead body is covered with a thick white blanket as we couldn't decide what to do with it.

"Alright, I'm calling the police", I croak knowing that no one will talk back, but I'm wrong when Brian finally says something.

"We can't", he flatly says, staring down at the floor with his elbows on his knees and hands palmed together near his mouth.

"Why not?"

"Because there were to many of our finger prints on it."

"So what, the murderer's finger prints are on it anyway. Plus we have witnesses."

"They won't believe us, especially us. Drunk fucked up teenagers willing to do random shit. Where's the adult? Oh right! Your sister, the damn slut."

Ouch.

Alice doesn't say anything. Probably because she's to shaken and shocked from the whole situation or because she knows it's true.

"Why wouldn't they? They've got lie detectors and other bullshit.", I mutter from failing the lie detector once.And from when I kicked the damn machine when the red beep kept flashing. Stupid technology.

"Your completely missing the point here! What would our parents say when they find out about us staying here. And even worse, a dead body. I can't go to the police again after what happened last time!"

I completely dodge his point and emergency dial 911, then hold my phone to my ear. Why the fuck is it taking forever? It's a emergency!

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A miserable shrieking sound plays on my phone and rings my ear, instantly causing my ear to ache. I quickly move the phone from my ear before the piercing noise makes me deaf and drop my iPhone 5 to the floor. Luckily it hasn't cracked, but there's something wrong with it. Something way to fucking wrong.

My phone is laying on its back so the screen is visible. Everybody stood up and all of us are now staring at the iPhone 5 that was repeatedly playing the same creepy video over and over again....

A little girl wearing a white dress and barefoot walking towards him in the same scene whilst the damn fool was opening all the cabinets. She stopped right behind him, her black hair covering her face, whilst he was drinking booze and reached her hand out to his shoulder. Just before she touched him the video ended.....

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Woah....creepy right? I would just like to thank my friends who gave me all sorts of ideas on how i should continue this horror story. I haven't used your ideas yet but I will, sooner or later. If your scared now, I would advise you to stop reading this because its going to be x10 more scarier....maybe;)

Also tomorrow is my birthday so I'm turning 13, the official age of being a teenager and the truth is...... I WANT TO REMAIN A KID FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE!!!!! I'm scared and totally freaking as I've only got five hours left of being 12.

Yh, believe it ! A kid is writing this lol before the 29th July.





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