Deranged • Ghost N.H. au

Five

I raised my arms, stretching them above my head as I sat up straight. I must've fallen a sleep on the couch last night, I remember watching a few too many episodes of Orange is the New Black. I had already decided that I'd go job hunting today. Money really started to become an issue, my parents only left me enough money to buy this house and maybe buy groceries for a month. 

I got up and walked towards the kitchen, I made myself a glass of water and leaned back against the counter, taking a sip every now and then.

Maybe life here wasn't as bad as I thought it was. Maybe the realtor was right and an old house indeed has it's flaws that we need to respect. I wish I knew how old the house was and which people had lived in it before me, I was always facinated by those kind of facts, I like history.

I put down my now half empty glass of water in the sink and walked up the stairs to my room. Once I was there, I opened my closet to find something decent for today. I had showered yesterday so I didn't bother to shower again today. I pulled out simple white skinny jeans and a purple top that didn't look too revealing but not too boring either. For shoes I decided to wear my Nike's, I needed good shoes so I wouldn't trip and fall on my face, something that I seemed to do a lot lately.

Unknown's P.O.V. 

I watched her as she was rummaging through her closet, too busy and too engulfed in her own world to even notice me. 

Why in the name of all that is holy, is she still here? I had given her every reason to leave this house and still, she was standing here in my old bedroom. Why the hell wouldn't she leave? I didn't want her here, I don't want anybody inside my house, why can't people understand that?

Maybe this girl just needed a little more persuading.

Riley's P.O.V.

I was polishing my fingernails when I suddenly heard a deafening scream that came from just outisde my window. I jumped up, knocking the bottle of nail polish right to the floor and making the blood red liquid pour out all over the carpet. I stumbled towards my window, almost tripping again because my foot got stuck in the sheets that were sprawled out over the floor. I quickly opened my window as I heard frantic sobbing coming from outside. 

When I looked down, a girl with long blonde hair was hanging from the railing, her fingers already slowly starting to slip. I tried to grab her hands but it was simply too far down.

"Take my hand, come on!" I yelled at the girl, only to get more sobs and frantic screaming in return. 

I looked down and only now noticed the height, it was higher than a normal house in England and if the girl was to fall now, it would surely kill her.

Once I had reached down far enough, half of my body hanging out of the window, I was finally able to get a hold of the girls wrist. I held onto her for dear life, trying to lift her up but she was not helping me at all and if anything, she seemed to be trying to pull me down with her.

I desperatly tried to pull her up but my muscles started to fail me, my blood was pumping through my veins and my heart was beating in my chest. Her grip on my hand started to weaken and I could feel her slip right through my fingers before she fell. 

I screamed at the top of my lungs as the tears streamed down my face and my vision became blurry. When I saw her face, I had to hold on to the windowframe to stop myself from fainting. 

It was me. 

I was laying there, motionless with blood flowing out of my head.

I could feel the tension in my stomach as I bend over and threw up. When my stomach was completely empty, I carefully got back up and walked back to the window only to find nobody there. The body was gone. No blood, no trace that someone fell, nothing. 

I ran down the stairs and swung the front door open as I ran out. I stumbled around the back of the house and stopped right under my bedroom window, were the girl just fell.

There was absolutely nothing there.

I dropped to my knees as I started crying hysterically, crying for my mind that seemed so lost and so deranged. 

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I slowly dragged my numb body off the slightly damp ground and stood up straight, shivering from the cold breeze. I wrapped my arms around myself and started walking back around the house, leaving the dreadful backyard behind me. When I stood in front of my front door, I grabbed the doorknob and turned it, expecting it to open but it didn't. 

I was silently sobbing as I spoke to no one in particular, "Please.. please just open the door.." I almost whispered as the door slowly creaked open and let me in. 

I didn't even question how it opened by itself, everything felt numb. My body, my mind, my soul, everything. 

I walked into the living room and fell down on the couch, facing the wall as I quietly sobbed and curled up into a ball. Maybe I really was going crazy, who knows? Maybe they should lock me up, maybe that's safer for everyone.  

Not once the thought came to mind that someone was deliberately doing this to me. 

I could feel myself drifting off in the peaceful state of sleep so I didn't fight it, I closed my eyes and let the darkness embrace me, silently hoping that I wouldn't wake up anymore. 

a/n: This chapter is a bit short but it's just a filler, the next chapter will be da bomb, I promise you that.