Eyes of Silver Grey {Completed}

Chapter 8

I woke up in my car tired and cramped. I had escaped from my house to my car at school and drove it to the most desolate part of town. The old mansion that lived on top of the hill above the town. The old Johnson Mansion. No one in their right mind ever went near the mansion nor did they really care to look. Only the daring drunks attempted to ever enter it's gates. I had pulled into the parking garage behind it and hid there, covering up and hoping that nothing would happen.

Okay, so it wasn't the best place to hide out for a while but it was better than nothing. I sat up and stretched my cramped muscles. I had never in my life slept in a car before and I didn't plan on letting tonight be the first of many.

I pulled my back seat cover off of me and grabbed my duffel from the front, pulling out a plain white shirt and a pair of blue shorts that were only meant to be seen by me and me alone. I carefully slid them on and threw my dirty clothes in the front at the feet of the passenger seat, and tossed my duffel into the front seat. I opened the door into the cool morning breeze which made my hair fly furiously. I closed the door and walked up to the side entrance to the mansion that had a secret to it that I remember as a child finding. All you had to do to open it was find something strait and thrust it through the little hole that was in place of a key hole, and turn while pushing it in the dead center.

I went up to the door which had a cute little light that looked from the twenties. I pulled the black top off of the top of the light, reaching in and feeling around for the piece of metal that was strait and small enough to fit into the hole. It slid around as I grabbed it and pulled it out. I replaced the top of the light and went to the door handle, thrusting it in and turning the knob until the door opened.

It opened to a kitchen type of area with a sink, a really old wooden stove, and a refrigerator that was older than me. I remember hiding in there as a child, I thought. That's right, as a child, I had come here during a summer with a friend to play and dare him to follow me up to the attic where it was said to be haunted. I never caught his name but I called him Wimp because he didn't know how to fight at all, although he did know how to run.

As I weaved my way through the kitchen, I wondered if anyone would realize that I was staying here if I was to bunk here for a few weeks, or months. However long I was going to be here, at least I wouldn't have my life taken away from me and planned to match someone else's ideals. Yes, Aden was an okay guy but I liked other guys too, not just him. And since when did my mom and dad think that it was okay to run my life?

Once through the kitchen, I went to the hall way that led to the stairs in the front of the house and the living room. I walked down the hallway to the stairs and paused, taking in the surroundings of the room. There was a giant chandelier above the bottom steps and a fancy coat rack next to the giant main door. I peeked into the living room and saw many of the little sofas covered with white sheets with little stains of grey like someone or something had stepped all over it. I didn't feel like taking too much time to get situated and feel comfortable so I headed upstairs where the bedrooms and bathrooms are. The stairs squeaked under my feet the whole way up to the second floor. I took the railing to the right and made my way past many bedrooms and bathrooms that were the size of a small office.

Each room had something unique to it but the room that sat at the very end of the left railing had something all of the others didn't. It was a master bedroom with a giant walk in closet and master bathroom. The bed in the middle of the room was the biggest bed I had ever seen and look so comfortable that I ran over to it and jumped onto its softness. It fit my curves to a "T" and supported my back in more ways than one. This was going to be my new room. I won't have a stereo or computer or even a closet full of clothes but I will have some place to be away from the life that was expected of me.