Spilled Secret (ON HOLD)

A. Clara's point of view

The night was cold as I walked home from that stupid bar. What was I thinking? Going to a bizarre bar like that? That was the last straw of nightclubs for me. I hate them.

That girl was so nice to me, but in the end...what the hell happened?. She was weird. Her eyes changed colours so quickly that I never noticed them change.

Her voice suddenly was soft, light and in a flow of a song that makes you relaxed and sleepy.

I thought as I walked straight into an alleyway, bumping into a stranger. I freaked out in front of it and ran straight out of the other end. What the hell is happening to me? What did Kelly do to me with the spiked up drink? I felt dizzy and confused and feelings I never encountered before.

Finally I got to my home street, walking down to four blocks of houses and there it was, my home. It is little but it would do for me. It was I only that lived there. My parents kicked me out when I was about eighteen years old. They got fed up of me moaning and being lazy around the house, not doing anything useful.

As I got to the door I felt a draft coming from down the street. I looked around before I went to the door to unlock it. Nothing was there. Just the wind blowing smoothly across the street. So I continued on walking towards the door of my house and there is was again, the same draft that was blowing just before. I turned and looked again. Nothing. Finally I got to the door and put the key inside the lock and unlocked it quickly. As I got in the house there was the same draft coming through the door in the warm cozy house. I quickly shut the door but as I was closing it, there was someone out there.

The mist was shaped as a figure of a woman, looking straight at me. My face was blank as I stared at it. I shut the door automatically as the figure got closer to the door. I turned to face the hall, with a shocked expression on my face, thinking what was that figure?. I took deep breaths slowly to regain my focus and calmness and started to walk to the kitchen. I opened the fridge to see what is there to eat. There was cheese, milk, butter, some fizzy drinks, yoghurt, a pie, and some fruit. Yes I put fruit inside the fridge to keep them nice and cool.

Anyway, I reached in to get the pie that I bought the other day and closed the fridge. I put it on the kitchen counter and got a small plate from the right bottom cupboard. I unwrapped the pie from its package and placed on the plate, putting it in the microwave. I turned the knob to about 45 minutes and switched on to heat up. As I waited for it to heat up I turned on the small television on the kitchen counter by the remote. It was on the news. The presenter began talking about what is happening in town and around the world. Suddenly breaking news interrupted the international news. It was two young girls where murdered by an animal, which had bitten them in the neck. They where dry of blood. Strange and weird things. The microwave rang to tell me that the pie was ready so I went and got it. It was hot so I got it with a cloth, to not burn myself. I put it on the little table and got the cutlery. I sat down at the table and began to eat slowly while watching the breaking news. There were a lot of articles about the murders on the two little girls. What a horrible thing to do, I thought; who or what would such a thing like that?. As I finished my pie I got a glass and a bottle of coke to drink. I poured a quarter of coke in the glass and drank it. I got bored of watching the thing over and over and again so I flicked it to another channel. But there was nothing interesting on so I switched it off.

The house was still and quiet for a few moments as I got up from the chair, grabbing the plate in my hand and went to the sink. I opened the tap and water started to pour out. The water hit the plate with a splash and I began to wash it with a soapy sponge. After I have cleaned it with soap, I rinsed it with water and put in the plate tray to dry. As I did that, I heard a crack behind me somewhere. So I stood still for a few seconds, then I turned slowly to check what was there.

A little figure on the floor approached my feet. I then noticed it was my furry little Munchkin cat, Alberto. He is so fluffy and cute that you won't resist not cuddling him. He likes cuddles all the time for me. He is my only friend that I trust in my life, no one else. Yes I have little friends that I trust, I am just a little to careful with whom I trust. Alberto mewed at me, as he was hungry. He always comes in after I eat so I can feed him. He came up to my feet and began purring and muzzling his face in my jeans. "Ok, hold on Albi, I'll make you dinner".

I went through some cupboards to see where I have put the cat food. But I found them in the end cupboard under the sink. I took a packet of cat food and cut it open with a pair of scissors. Then I pour the items into a bowl, cooked it in the microwave and get it to Alberto. He was pleased to have his dinner, as he went straight to eat. Poor little fella, I should of came in early to feed him. Thinking of time, what was the time?. I looked at the clock in the kitchen that was sitting on top of the window. It was 11pm at night. I was out from 7:30pm and came in at 10:30pm. I should go and take a shower and get into bed I thought to myself.

So as Alberto finished his dinner, I kissed him and cuddled him goodnight, switched all the light off and went up to the bedroom.

On the first landing, I went to my bedroom to fetch my night clothing and knickers. Going in the bathroom now, I switched on the light to see were I am going and closed the door. I turned on the shower to let it warm up a little before I go in and removed my daily clothing. I put them in the laundry basket for washing the next day. Then I went in the shower and started. The water was warm at first but I turned it to be a little warmer. While I took the shower, I thought to myself of the conversation earlier with that girl, and began to ask questions to myself again.

'Why did she want to help me at first?'

'What is she?'

'Where did she get the potion?'

'Why was she so attracted to me?'

So many questions that I can come with that I cannot stop. She was strange but nice. This girl might in my head for a while, as I will be thinking about what happened that night. I switched off the shower after having the nicest shower from a long day. I got out of the shower and grabbed a towel from the side of the room, which was on a steel railing. I started to dry myself up with the towel and after began to put on my night clothing. I walked to the sink, grabbing the toothbrush and toothpaste. I put the paste on the toothbrush and began to clean my teeth. After finishing the teeth process, I washed my face clean with water. Drying it up with a small towel that was place near the sink, I then walked out of the bathroom, switched off the light and went to my bedroom.

I got into bed and switched on the lamp on the little bed cabinet next to my bed. I took the little book that was sitting on the cabinet, opened it and continued on from where I have stopped. I read a few pages but by then my eyes where getting heavy by the minute so I closed the book, put it on the side cabinet, switch the lamp off and went to bed. As I turned off the lights, there was stillness in the room. It was quiet outside as well as inside. My room was getting colder and colder..........

...I was dreaming... I think... as I was the in same bar that was earlier... filled with black figures, looming around. One smiled showing its shinny white teeth.

Then another came up to me and began to tell me something, which I could not get as it was blurted up. It showed me something on its arm, the ink of what looked like a tattoo was a little blurry. The ink was informed into a rose shape with blood dripping from its leaves. Underneath the drawing was a scribble, which said, The Rose Clan in a different language, which I could understand some how. This was weird to me. I kept looking at the figure's arm, but suddenly there was a bang that made me jump from out of my wits.

I woke up with a start, revealing that I fell out of bed and had bumped my head on the wall. I was still dark outside. I rubbed my eyes and looked around. I felt cold then. The room was cold. The heating was off. I didn't bother to go and turn it on. I just went back to bed and tuck myself in under the warm thick sheets.