"I have to admit. I really do hate this house." I said as Hunter and I pulled in the drive-way.
"Yeah, it's a classic." Hunter said.
The deal is I liked the outside of it but, the inside was a little creepy. No matter how open the blinds were, the house had a kind of dark tone to it. I studied the house making up for old times when Hunter opened my door.
"Oh sorry I just you know......." Hunter said gesturing his hand toward me.
"Thank you" I said taking his hand and closing the car door behind me.
"So, what exactly did grandma tell you" I said walking backwards up the driveway so that I could face him.
"Well, she called me and told me there was a party,"
"Mmhmm"
"-and that I should come."
"So you decided that you should show to my house in a.....Brand new?" I said wanting a response, pointing at his suit
"Brand new." He said in a mocking tone.
I cleared my throat.
"In a brand new suit just to ask me if I would want to come with you to my grandma's party?"
"Looks like it. Now just stand there and look pretty." He said as he knocked on my grandmother's door.
"That's not the only thing i'm good for" I said as my grandma opened the door.
"Hello darling! Don't you just look stunning " Grandma said.
"Thank you Grams" I said hugging her tightly.
"Oh and Hunter, you look very handsome."
"Thank you Ms. Midler"
"Call me Grams."
"Grandma, can we come in?" I said beginning to get hot.
"Oh yes of course" Grandma chuckled.
I stepped into the house, went to the living room, and quickly opened all of the blinds and windows. Just to provide some kind of light into the house. Once I finished, I took some time to look at all the faces I haven't seen in years. They looked exactly the same but different in a way. Since James and Thomas death I haven't been around lately.
"Darling, can you come here a moment." My grandmother called.
Instead of taking the time to reply I follow the sound of her voice and end up in the kitchen.
"Yes?" I say with a smirk
"Telephone." She says handing the phone to me.
"Who is it."
"I guess you just have to find out."
"But gran-"
"But grandma nothing! Do me a favor and answer the phone so that you can help the elderly give food to her guests." She says pointing to herself.
"k"
"Ok, honey the proper word is ok." She says leaving the room.
Not trying to waste anymore time I answer the phone.
"Hello?"
"Huh...so I see you've changed the house phone number. No need to worry. I left you a little note on the dining room table if that's ok."
"Excuse me?"
"Oh you might be a little confused."
"May I ask who I'm speaking to?"
Then I heard to words that I knew would change my life.
"James... your husband James."
Time.
Time itself stopped.
Time itself stopped because it was my husband.
I was supposedly talking to my dead husband on the phone.
"I don't know who you are and what joke your playing but it's not funny. And what's this about my dining room table? If I go home and find this....uh......note, i'm calling the police. One more thing-
"Sure" The mysterious man on the phone said.
"-don't ever call my grandmother's phone again.........CREEP!
"If you EVER want to see our son again you will talk to me with RESPECT. Now, I know your probably out of it but pack your bags and meet me in New York. Tomorrow is New Years Eve and I want to see you. Our old place has not been rented out or sold so you can stay there. See you soon.
I threw the phone on the floor hard With thoughts going through my head.
It sounded just like James.
Just like him.
I prayed that I would once hear his voice again.
His sweet voice.
But that's not right.
My husband is gone.
What if it was really him?
Is.....To....Tommy really with him?
I gripped my hair just as I do in the nightmares I have. Trying to block all the thoughts away. Realization finally set in and I knew what I had to do. I grabbed that house phone off the floor ,and wrote down the number that "James" called me from and put it in my purse. I also wrote a letter to Hunter and put it on the fridge. My main focus was to get out the house without anyone seeing me. I looked through the doorway of the kitchen and saw everyone looking at the cake my grandmother recently brought out. Being as quiet as possible I ran toward the front door and looked around before opening it. Just to make sure no one would see me leaving. When the coast was clear I ran out the house. Back to my home. Feeling those thoughts coming back.
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Sorry that I took so long to update. I hope you enjoyed reading this chapter and comment what you think might happen.
Stay Bright My Little Stars
-Midnight
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