Hypophernia; a vague feeling of sadness, seemingly without cause.

The Second Beginning : (ii)

*Pictured above Thaddeus Lockhartes home*

You've got to be fucking joking me.

That was the first thing that came into my head when we pulled up to Thaddeus Lockharte's 'house'. If you could even call it a house. It was a sort of architectural piece of art, in my opinion.
A long winding drive gravel drive way led from a big iron gated archway all the way up to the front of the 'house'. The gate was a burnt orange colour, stained with rust from age. I wondered immediately if this Thaddeus was a home collector, a property hunter preying on the innocent victims of old, run down mansions in the hope of saving whatever is left of them.
When we pulled up to the driveway there was a wide brick wall that seemed to ruin around the perimeters of the property with a small silver panel with buttons stuck right in the middle beside the entrance. It stook out like a sore thumb, kind of like someone using an iPhone in the 1900s.
I sat in the back of the Wells beat up Ford Focus, sulking and squished by numerous boxes, with Ripley stuck inside his carrier mewling uncomfortably on my lap. I stuck my fingers between the bars, trying to comfort him. He stared back at me nervously, blue eyes to green and I sighed. Same.

Sean rolled down the window with some effort, the window staying closed at first then with some effort, i.e Sean furiously jerking the handle repeatable it popes open and rolled right now smoothly. I heard him utter something about getting it fixed. I smiled, as if. Old Betty's broken window gave her character that I knew I'd miss.
Sean stretched his body almost all the way out of the car to press a red circular button that had a worn away imprint of a black microphone on it.
He looked back nervously at Rosa, who clutched her purse to her chest as if it was a safety net. Suddenly there was the crackling of static and a voice came from the other side of the alarm looking thing.

"Hello? Who is this?" The voice sounded gruff, as if the person on the other side had been woken up from a nap and wasn't at all very happy about it.
There was some more fumbling on the other side, while Sean leaned in again to reply.
"Uh hello? Hi! Mr Lockharte, it's Sean and Rosa Wells here. Did Linda mention we were.. We've brought Lúna with us? Is this a bad time?" He sounded almost hopeful at the end. My header squeezed in my chest painfully and I tried to focus on something else. A greenfly was making its way to the top of my window which was cracked open, my fingers twitches towards the handle of the window as I debated closing it. Better not.

"Oh fuck.. shit.. yeah I'm, God I'm sorry! I was just taking a nap, I didn't forget or anything! Freya open the gate will you love? The gate should be opening now! Fuck sake..what fucking time is-"the voice cut off abruptly sounding panicked, unprepared. There was an accent I couldn't particularly figure out. Australian? No. I wondered who Freya was, his wife? A girlfriend? Daughter?
I sunk into my seat, knowing I'd find out soon enough.

Sean nodded slightly and looked towards the gate, as the voice had predicted the gate slowly started to jerk and opened up. It let out a loud, and piercing groan. As if it was, like the voice, previously in a deep sleep and had not wanted to be disturbed.
I curled a piece of my black hair around my finger a nervous habit, and looks up towards the front of the car.
Rose peaked back at me, smiling tightly. "Well he sounded nice!" She said distantly.
I scoffed and watched as Sean pulled the car up the driveway and started driving towards the house.
The house, yeah the house. It seemed to be made completely of stone, again brick like the wall. "He must be super fond of masonry" I mused out loud. I gritted my teeth when Sean gave me a funny look in the rear view mirror. I shrugged in response.
It was grey-black in colour and had ivy clinging to every corner. It was definitely old, very old. The windows were stained slightly and moss was growing on the window sills.
Pretty, I guess. It reminded me of a house out of a fairytale, where maybe a coven of witches would reside. I calmed slightly then. At least if I had to live with him I'd live somewhere nice. The property contained a huge open area around the house that was full of lush green grass, rose bushes and various other brightly coloured plants. There were huge trees on each side of the driveway, creating a sort of canopy over it. When we pulled up to the front of the house, I pressed my face to the glass of my window. It was very very pretty. There was a swing hanging from the last tree in the row creating the canopy. I use the word swing lightly because it was really just a piece of old wood, covered in thick moss, tied with tattered rope to the highest branch of the tree. There was a slight breeze so it swung, silently in the wind as if being operated by an invisible person. I looked away quickly.
Sean let out a long sigh."Well, here we are now!" He said brightly. It was my turn to nod. I hadn't realised how tight I was holding onto Ripley's cat carrier until I looked down at my lap and my knuckles were bright white, my bones protruding greatly as if they'd split my knuckles open any minute. I let go, stretching my fingers and my hand. Ripely meowed quietly from inside the carrier and I moved in my seat, removing my belt.
Rosa was already out of the car, stretching in the sun. It was a long car journey. An hour and 52 minutes according to google maps from the Wells house in Seattle, to this new house right outside Aberdeen, Washington. It was 18 degrees, mid May. This weather didn't bother me much, I was used to it considering I grew up in Ireland. So to me, 18 degrees was warmish.
I sighed and hauled myself and Ripley out of the car and mentally prepared myself for what awaited inside the broad oak doors up the stone steps of Thaddeus Lockhartes home.
It'll be fine, I assured myself. What's the worse that could happen?

••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••
OKAY Hi! HELLO!
Yeah it's been a year hahaha over a year since I updated this but here we go? Better late then never rite? So I changed a few characters name cus I didn't like them and added bits in. This didn't take as long as it seems for over one thousand words. More than likely update once and week or more than that.
I hope u like this part 🌟
See u in the next chapter! Be kind and say hi 2 ur mom 4 me 🐬

🌹 ❁♡ Love Rose M. ❁♡ 🌹