Celest's POV
Snow started falling from the sky. First softly, a few snowflakes at a time. Then it came, coming down roughly. It came down pounding against the window. If you didn't know it was snowing you probably would've thought rocks were being thrown against your window. I thought of it weird, no, not at the time. I didn't think much of it at that moment. It was normal to have this much snow in New York. I just never thought snow would have affected me this much as it did.
I looked out the window and saw people trying to walk in the snow to get to their cars, or try and call for a taxi. Idiots.
I walked from the window and headed for my room. My room you would say it's about a regular size, not too big but not to small. In the middle of it you would find my bed and hovering above it has some fairy lights dangling from the ceiling. On the left and right sides of my wall you would find it covered in posters of all kinds. Tv, anime, bands, movies, you name em' I probably got them all. Against the wall that is in front of bed, I have a medium size tv that stands on top of my drawers were I keep my pajamas and my everyday clothes. On the right of my drawer is my closet where I keep my dresses and my jackets, and to the left of it is where I have my floor mirror. If you would take one good look at my room you're probably think I'm one of those tumblr girls who posts about fandoms and aesthetics. Well you're absolutely positively right, I am.
I took out my totoro onesie from my drawer and setted it aside on top of my bed. I then quickly changed out of the clothes I was wearing and threw them in the corner where the rest of my dirty clothes stood. I then took my onsie from the bed and started to get changed in front of the mirror. I stared at myself in the mirror not liking what I saw. I wasn't really skinny but I wasn't really fat either I just had belly lump that I really hated. There was many attributes to my body that I really loathed, for example the huge birthmark I had on my shoulder that was shaped as an eye with circles surrounding it. I sighed looking at it, I mean at first I thought it looked cool but then I grew hating it. And it wasn't anything special only I had, literally everyone in my family has it. I guess it came with the genes. The only thing that I really like about myself is my silver hair and my really bright blue eyes. People have always asked me if I dyed my hair and if I wear contacts but I really don't. Since I was little my hair has always been silver, and I liked that about myself. Because it meant that I was different.
Once I got changed I then tied my hair into a messy bun, and headed for the kitchen. I opened a cabinet and took out a mug and a hot chocolate packet. I then settled it gently down a table and headed straight towards the fridge. Once I opened it I skimmed passed all the juices and vegetables till I found what I was looking for. Milk.
"EREN DO YOU WANT HOT CHOCOLATE?" I screamed at my little brother who was upstair in his room doing who knows what. I heard a little mumble of a 'yes' coming from his direction. I quickly went back to the cabinet and started preparing both of our drinks.
I held tight on the plate that contains Erens hot chocolate making sure I wouldn't spill it as I walked up the stairs. The erking sound of the floorboards creaked as I set foot on them. Considering the house was built around 90 years ago it's to be expected for floorboards to creak, but something about it always made me feel really uneasy.
I looked down at the hallway that contained all of our bedrooms. On the right you would see the walls were covered in family photos ranging from the time me and Eren were about the age of 4 and 2. But oddly enough there were no pictures of me and my brother dating back before those ages. I always wondered the reason of why and had asked my mother several times and she'd always tell me they have been lost in a move. Her story did seem a bit suspicious but I took her word for it.
I started walking to the end of the hallway where Eren's room was. Once I got near to it the lights at the end of the hallway started flickering. It seems like we might have a blackout soon enough if the storm continues on like this. I stopped dead cold in front of his room. What in the world was I looking at.
His messy brown hair was covering his eyes and his scrawny body was hunched back against the rim of the bed. A dark silhouette of a shadow was hovering over his body. Short breaths, and whispers seemed to come out of it. There was more than one in the room, they all seemed to be hovering around him whispering. I was scared stiff, what in the world is going on. I tried to quietly step away from his room, but then the floorboards creaked.
Every black silhouette shadow in the room quickly faced my direction. One of their hands reached for my neck and quickly clasped it in a tight tug. The mug crashed against the ground, steaming hot chocolate splashing against the side of my thigh. I couldn't breathe, speak or do anything for the matter of fact. I tried struggling, breaking free, but I couldn't move any muscle in my body. I felt the shadow's hand squeezing tighter around my throat making it almost impossible for me to breathe. I tried screaming for help but all that came out was a barely audible noise.
Why, why can't I move?
I felt my head getting lighter. The circulation of air to my brain was almost gone. I was almost gone. I closed my eyes shedding a single tear. I accepted death all there was, was to wait for death to overcome me.
This is finally it for me, the end.
Then all of a sudden I felt my breathe and my movements quickly return to me. I slowly opened my eyes to find myself in the same position I was before I saw them. I looked at my hands, they were still carrying the plate of hot chocolate I made for Eren. I didn't understand, I heard the plate and the mug crashing against the floor, I even felt it splashing against my thigh. I looked at the ground expecting there to be pieces of glass scattered all over it. But no there was nothing, nothing. Did I just imagined it all happening? Am I finally going insane? Or have I just been watching too many episodes of supernatural lately.
I looked up to see Eren in an instant was staring at me by the doorway a few feet away. He has always been distant to me and to everyone, always staying in his room even when he would have to eat he would bring it up there. So his blank stares would always seem natural to me but something about it didn't seem right. His stare felt cold, bad in someway, it felt like he was looking directly into my soul.
"Celest are you ok you've been standing there for 5 minutes staring into my room."
"Oh-um-yea sorry I just spaced out, I- uh brought you, your hot chocolate, you know if you still want it," I stuttered, setting down the plate on top of his night stand.
"Yea I still want it," he sat down next to his bed and grabbed the mug, then looked up at me and asked, "Hey, do you know when mom and dad are going to be here?"
I looked at him puzzled, "Eren you should know by now whenever mom and dad are out on their business trips they're gone for at least a couple of days,"
He laughed scratching his head, "Oh, yeah I forgot,"
That's odd Eren never forgets about anything. In fact he has photographic memory. I looked at him strangely. What's been going on? First I'm hallucinating and now Eren has suddenly forgot something. Something just doesn't feel right about today.
A hard sharp knock came piercing through the door downstairs. It had startled both me and Eren. Who could be here knocking on our door in the middle of a storm? I started slowly walking down the stairs, my stomach seeming to clutch in fear unsure of what I was about to face. Eren followed closely behind, I can feel his uneasiness from behind.
"Mrs.Gennari please open up the door it's the police,"
A/N
Ooooooh what's gonna happen next who knows
Anywho I just wanted to publish this because this was a narrative I wrote for school and I really liked so I'm just gonna publish it here on wattpad.
I have a few chapters written up already but since I had a one week dead line I had to speed up some events so on here things are gonna go slow but yea hope u enjoy ^_^
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