Trepidus

Chapter 5

Chapter 5 -

Chase

The house was massive. It was probably the most beautiful building around. It was old but timeless. But inside lives a man, crumpled like a paper, his voice filled with power, his eyes fill with dread. I stood outside, unable to move.

What am I supposed to say? I don't even know him. How am I going to talk? Well...about what?!

But my battle was shrunk to nothing when I saw a blonde, watering the plants. I decided that I could use her help.

"Err...h-hello!"

The woman whipped her head at my direction, her features soft but old, "Oh hello! How may I help you, love?" A soft smile spread across her face. "I am new here and, well, actually...Mr. Fredrickson told me to come here, he invited me of course. Well, I don't really know him but I am here, I guess?"

The woman let out a soft chuckle. "You are at the right place, dear. Follow me." She dropped the water hose and motioned me to follow her.

As I went further in, the interior was getting more and more breathtaking.

"Um...well by the way, can I ask who you are?" I softly asked, my voice cracking because of all the yelling from previous week. "Well,I would like to say that I am his permeant babysitter." She laughed and showed me her left hand, a gold elegant ring and a platinum ring studded with diamonds were on her ring finger gracefully.

"So love, what is your name?" She asked as she made me sit on a cream sofa. "I'm Chase, ma'am." I felt oddly relaxed under her almond colored eyes. "That is such a wonderful name! Are you from the States?" She clasped her hands together.

"Yes, my father was a Californian from birth. My mother is from London." She looked highly interested. "London? Well, I don't know every person from London but I am good. What is her name?"

I started to feel relaxed each passing moment. "Elizabeth Edna Reeds." Her eyes twinkled at the name. "Oh, is she Nelly's​ daughter? Or maybe, he knows Ruth Crimson?" Confused by the names, I shook my head and she looked disappointed. " Well, darn. Maybe​ I don't know her. But I will. But let's get to who you want to see. Lora!"

A woman in loose clothing came quickly.

"Yes, ma'am?"

"Go fetch Rick, would you dear?"

"Now, ma'am? He is in his study."

"Tell him I sent you."

"Yes ma'am."

She ran away and the woman looked at me. "I totally forget! My name! My name is Emma, if you were wondering!" I smiled at her. "That is nice name, Mrs Fredrickson." She started shaking her head. "No, no! Call me Emma! It makes me feel good." She​ smiled.

Okay, Emma it is.

"So, do you have any siblings?" I quickly answered, "Yeah. One twin sister." She placed her chin in her cupped hands. "That is so fantastic! So, what does your father do?" - "Well, he is a doctor, and my mum-"

I suddenly felt a strong presence in the room.

"Ah, so you found your way to our house, eh?" Looking at him reminded me the entire episode of day two. Emotions started stirring in my heart but I kept it locked inside. "Well, yes. I had nothing much to do."

"Oh, Rick! Where are our manners? I was so overwhelmed by the new boy, I forgot the refreshments! Why don't you sit together while I make something!" Mrs. Fredrickson went storming away even before I had a chance to say no.

I can't eat. I can't sleep. I'm like the walking dead.

Mr. Fredrickson looked at my direction. We locked a gaze for a second, but I could see fear and calculations in his seat blue eyes. "So, we never formally talked about...er... things. So, what's going on your life, young man? What do you do for a living?"

I just don't want to talk about the past! Let me be!

"Well, um, I am actually a doctor, a doctor of forensic and a member of the Scotland Yard.

"The Scotland Yard?" He quickly added a question. "Yeah...well I was at Scotland Yard at first but some things happened and I went to L.A. So, yeah... I am."

I couldn't stop twisting my hand.

"That is an interesting record, my boy. I like men with responsibility. Very nice. So, Los Angeles? Who was there. I mean, did you lived alone?"

"No, I lived with my doctor. She said I needed a person to be in contact with world outside my job."

"A girlfriend?"

"Oh, God no! She is my sister. Colleen. She is an amazing person."
Embarrassed by his question, I just sat there looking away at, well anything. I just wanted to get away from these dreadful questions.

"Oh, Chase. How would you like your tea? Milk or cream? Sweet or plain. Or perhaps you like green tea?" Mrs. Fredrickson's charming presence diverted my attention from everything again.

"Milk please, and I like it sweet but not too much." She smiled as she poured it out of the pots and started stirring as the maid placed the snacks on the coffee table in front.

As we were talking, a man came running in, his clothes seeping of blood. "My Lord! Oh Lord! Help us! Mr. Rickard! Please! My wife, she is dying!" We all looked at the man stunned until that man shout again. "It's not-no-not-a person! It's... it's a witch! She tried to kill me too! Help us."

Mr. Fredrickson quickly ran with the man, his wife and I close behind. We soon reached a small cottage with some people around gasping and crying. "EVERYONE! SILENCE!" Mr. Fredrickson yelled and everything​ became quite. He was out of breath and sweating.

"Emma, stay out."

"But Rick, honey..."

"Out, Emma. Please​."

He motioned me to follow him and I did. No one else came along.

Every thing just went from zero to hundred quite fast.

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