Porcelain

Chapter II

As Ryan got home from school, he rushed to the files room. He took the black folder and headed to his room. As he saw the picture of Elena, he un-clipped the picture from the information file and stared at her. Ryan traced his finger through her face and down her chest. "She's pretty..." he whispered.

"Who's that? Oh is that your girlfriend Ryan??"

Ryan screamed as Alicia jumped in his shoulder. "N-No! That's not my girlfriend! That's no one!" he stuttered hiding the folder behind his back. "Oh really?~" Alicia asked and hopped out the room. Ryan sighed and took off his shirt, replacing it with an oversized grey hoodie. He stretched his back. "I'm so damn tiireeeeed" he wheezed flopping on his bed. Ryan decided to explore the house a little bit more. He passed through his room's hallway and saw a trapdoor on the ceiling. "That must lead to the attic" the dirty blonde dumbly guessed as he opened it and climbed in and looked at his surroundings.

As Ryan's eyes adjusted to the darkness around him, he saw boxes. And more boxes.

He raised an eyebrow as he walked to one of the boxes and looked in.

There where materials to make porcelain dolls.

The other box contained little dresses and shoes.

And so forth, the attic had every material possible to make dolls.

"RYAN! DINNER'S READY!"

Ryan sighed and climbed down the attic and closing the trapdoor. "COMING" he ran downstairs and sat on the table. "Where were you?" his mother asked as she served him a plate of spaghetti and meatballs.

"I-

"He was staring at his girlfriend's picture!"

"Alicia! No!"

"Ryan? You have a girlfriend?" his father asked. "No dad" Ryan sighed and wolfed down his meal. "Well someone was hungry" his mother commented with a smile. Alicia gobbled down her meal as well.

~4:00 am

Ryan was sleeping. With his oversized hoodie, and sweatpants.

Something poked him on the head. "Ryannn wake uuuuup"

The boy groaned "What the fuck you want..." he asked in a sleepy but sexy voice. "I want to go and see BabyDoll!" his sister said, wearing a dolly dress and lolita shoes. "Why now...? go on ur own" Ryan sleepily moaned. Alicia jumped. "Come on!" she whisper yelled. "Fine..."

Ryan and Alicia went to the basement, and the crept down the stairs holding hands. They turned on the light, but...

BabyDoll wasn't there.

"Ryan where did you put BabyDoll?!" Alicia yelled at him, still holding his hand. "I didn't do anything!" he yelled.

Suddenly the light bulb exploded, leaving them in a thick darkness.

"Alicia?"

"Yes?"

"I think I just shit my pants"

"Me too"

"What the fuck?! You don't have pants! You have a dress!"

"But I have dolly underwear! Idiot!"

"So you're telling me you took off one of those doll's underwear and put it ON?!"

"Of course I didn't do that! I have my OWN pink dolly underwear"

"Pathetic"

"At least I don't wear Spongebob squarepants underwear!"

"HEY! It was the only one I had CLEAN!"

"Stop lying! I saw your underwear drawer full of clean underwear!"

"And since WHEN you rummage through my underwear drawer?!"

"Since I was looking for MINE!"

"SINCE WHEN YOUR DAMN UNDERWEAR IS MIXED WITH MINE?!"

"SINCE YOU DO THE LAUNDRY!"

"WHATEVER!"

"YEAH!"

"AT LEAST I'M GRATEFUL I'M NOT A GIRL"

"AND I'M GRATEFUL I'M NOT A BOY!"

"YEAH? YOU KNOW WHAT?"

"WHAT?!"

"BEING A BOY IS BETTER THAN BEING A GIRL!"

"NOT TRUE!"

"YES TRUE ALRIGHT"

"HMPH!"

"BY THE WAY ALICIA, YOU'RE GOING TO GET US KILLED IN THIS PLACE!"

"IS NOT MY FAULT!"

"YES IT IS!"

"IS NOT!"

"OH SO IT WAS MY FAULT THAT I HAD THIS SPLENDID IDEA OF GOING AT FOUR AM TO THE BASEMENT WHERE THERE'S A DEMONIC PORCELAIN DOLL?!"

And then they heard it, a soft, quiet, delicate voice.

"Shut up"

The wielder of the voice wasn't very nice, apparently.

Alicia raised her arm

"HEY SHE ISN'T DEMONIC-- Wait what?"