My Messed Up Love Life (Amourshipping)

1

Hello everyone!
Welcome to my new book, My Messed Up Love Life.
Sorry you all had to wait so long for it.
But don't worry, I'm back!
Comment so I know what you think of the first chapter!
Enjoy ^-^

Serena's P.O.V

I slowly open my eyes, the light from the moon blinding my vision. I blink a few times as I sit up, scanning the area.

Trees surrounded the place I woke, the short grass and rocky ground wet from yesterday's rain. The moon beamed down on my face, stars dotted around it in the inky sky as the sound of an owl echoed in my ears. I push myself off the ground and start moving forward, wary of my surroundings.

As I kept walking through the thick fog I spot a wall in the distance. I walk closer and see a large metal gate.

It's at least twice the height of me, so around ten feet. Large spikes pointed out to the sky, and patterns decorated it from top to bottom.

I walk over to the lock in the centre of the gate and run my finger over it. It was layered in a thick amount of dust, like it hasn't been touched in decades. I push it gently and it swings open, creaking loudly.

I carefully walk through the entrance, my eyes averting to the large house in front of me.

The mansion towered over me, consuming me in its darkness. I walk up to the rusted wooden door and gently push it with my fingers.

I look in through the gap in the door I made to see darkness, though a small light flickered somewhere inside what seems to be the living room.

I step in, my feet automatically walking towards the light. The light was coming from a dusty torch, which somehow was still working. I picked it up quickly and scanned around the room with it.

I was right, it was a living room.
A large chair sat about a metre in front of me, a broken tv in front of that. A large bookshelf was inserted into the wall, rows of old books hiding beneath the shelves. From the place I picked up the torch was a table, with two, small wooden chairs placed beside it. The floor was made out of oak, though some parts where broken or very flimsy. As I look across the walls I see the plaster and wallpaper peeling off, bricks showable to my eye.

I start to walk around the house, investigating every room till I find a small ladder at he end of the upstairs hallway. I pull myself up the ladder, my left hand gripping the torch tightly.

As I peek through the small hole above the ladder I see boxes, cobwebs and dust everywhere. I climb up the ladder all the way and place my bum on the top of it.

I look around once again, the torch in my hand helping my vision. The place seems to be empty, though it is quite cold and sends a shiver down my spine.

I get up, and walk around till my flashlight starts to flicker violently. I hear ghostly screams echo around me as I drop my torch and duck to the ground in fear, my hands pushing against my ears, trying to hide from the dreadful sound.

The noise suddenly stops and as I avert my eyes upwards, I become face to face with two bleeding red eyes and a snow white grin.