Motel [] lrh

Chapter One

(Bailey O'Halloran is portrayed by Kaya Scodelario.)
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Bailey stood underneath the flickering motel sign, watching as her friends drove away.
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"Truth or dare, O'halloran?"
"Dare." the girl in question answered, her eyes glittering with excitement,
"Hmm... I.. Dare. You. To stay for the rest of the summer at the Hell Motel, in room 13."
"Okay."
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And here she stood now, regretting her decision as she stared at her scuffed converse and duffel bag. She sighed, her breath creating a cloud of mist in the cold night air, as she turned and walked towards the main building, it was more of a hotel than a motel but the owner, Arzaylea, has wanted a motel, and thus motel it was named.

She pushed open the door, and stepped in, looking around curiously, "Can I help you?", A teenager with curly brown hair sat smirking with his feet propped up, "Uh I'd like room 13, um a month, I guess.." she looked at her converse wand then tacked on a quick "please." she looked at him with a small grimace that could slightly pass as a smile.

"Okay then. That's about seventy bucks, please sign here." he replied, and she could've sworn his eyes flashed black, damn the lighting in that room was shìt.

"Okay thanks." Bailey started to walk away, "Wait, I didn't catch your name?" she turned and inquired, "It's Harry." he answered, almost sounding bored as he watched her turn back around and amble down the halls towards her room.

Bailey stared at the dark wood of the door before stepping into a, surprisingly, nice looking room. The bed was made with a white duvet and matching pillows, the wallpaper wasn't tacky.

Bailey tentatively stepped in and set her duffel by the bed. She looked around the room eyeing every detail about it.

She had a weird feeling in her stomach of someone watching her, She walked into the bathroom to set her toiletries down and looked in the mirror and ran a hand through her brunette hair.

Bailey looked in the mirror, taking in her slightly disheveled appearance, her hair was a mess, her eyes were tired. She pulled her makeup bag out and her brush, and ran it through her dark hair, working out the curls and tangles.

The water started pouring out of the faucet and Bailey looked at it for a moment, watching in complete terror as the water turned red, she started trying to turn the faucet off and finally it did, the water cleared and she stared at an empty sink. "What the hell was that!" She cried out, dashing out of the bathroom.

A cold laugh echoed around the room and she flinched, "Ha-ha. Very funny guys!" She called out, expecting it to be one of her friends screwing with her, of course she just had to agree to a month in this place..

Bailey slipped out of her clothes and into her pajamas, a loose blink-182 tee, and a pair of black shorts, she quickly darted into the bed, sinking into the comfortable down mattress and closing her eyes, trying to ignore the eerie sounds coming from different parts of the room.

Bailey squeezed her eyes tighter as something hit the ground with a crash.

Bailey felt something brush across her face and she whimpered, her eyes flying open. In front of her stood a smirking blonde, "W-who are you?"

His smirk turned into a menacing glare, "You'll find out soon enough, Bailey." he spat. Before disappearing into midair. Bailey screamed.