The House

CHAPTER IV

"Tommy who went in with Billie?"

"No one, I swear to god, no one went in there with him."

"We have to save Billie"

The two kids ran down to the house and beat on the door until Brad opened it. "What are you kids doing here?"

"Our... Friend... Billie... Is... In... The... Closet up... Stairs... And... He is in... Trouble"

"He's where?"

"He's in the closet upstairs."

"Oh shit!" Brad ran as fast as he could and stood in front of the closet door, he heard laughing that turned to screaming and banging on the closet door and he quickly opened it and Billie ran out crying. A cold chill followed and every light went off in the house. Brad quickly closed the closet door and the lights flickered and came back on. He took Billie and say down on the bed. "What's your name son?"

"Billie."

"Ok Billie, you know my first question, why were you in the closet."

"Its because you're gay!" cried Davie.

"Will you shut up, I'm trying to figure out what happened. Ok Billie, What happened in the closet?"

"So I was dared to stay a while day in there, and the first while it was voting and then another kid showed up from behind in the back of the closet, and he said his name was Jack. So I played tic-tac-toe with him. But then he said his father needed him and he went back to the back, and then everything went black and I couldn't see anything. I felt hands around my neck and they kept getting tighter and tighter. I kept trying to grabb them but there was nothing to grabb and that's when you opened the door."

Blood began to seep from under the closet door. A light bulb in the lamp closest to the closet popped and the blood stopped moving. "I think there's something inside the house. I'm going to take you boys down stairs." Brad took the boys and told them to sit down on the couch. "Ok what's your parents numbers?"

"I don't know my moms number." said Billie.

"I don't either." said Tommy.

"Don't look at me." Davie said.

"Ok I'm going to call the police and they will be able to tell me." Brad dialed the number but there was no tone, he followed the phone chord to the end which looked like it was cut. "Ok lets get y'all out of here, you can surly show me where y'all live." Brad walked to the front door and tried to open it, but it would not budge.

"Why can't we get out?"

"I miss mommy!"

"Ok guys calm down we will figure this out, my wife will be home in 30 minutes lets just sit down and wait on her, and lets leave the light on." said brad trying to reassure the boys. The door knob began to turn, and the door slowly opened.

"Honey I got off early, you here?"

"Yah I'm here, leave the door open, the door knob is stuck and there's a stain on the carpet from the closet upstairs. Its leaking something fearce. Oh and we need to get an electrician out here, some of the light bulbs busted. There is a lot more to fix in this house than we thought."

"Who are they?"

"These boys snuck in the house and hid in our closet. This one here is named Billie. He seems to have an over active imagination."

"Ok, so where do they live?"

"I don't know the door was jammed and we were waiting on you to get here so we can open it and get these boys home." Brad grabbed his keys and darted to the door. "C'mon boys I for to get y'all home, your parents must be worried sick about y'all." Brad started up the car and began driving down the road. "So where do y'all live?"

"We live up there but we are staying the night."