Red like roses (Sexual Offenderman Fanfiction)

Chapter 6 - Guilty pleasure

WARNING ! This chapter has graphic scenes in it (gore, self-harm mention and slight lemon). You have been warned.

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It was way past midnight, the darkness of night taking over the forest that was surrounding the mansion, only pale moonlight coloring the walls as the wind blew silently, giving hope for a peaceful night.  

Amy opened her eyes to find herself on the library floor, leaving her thinking she had fallen asleep. Weariness taking over her body, the human mumbled something as she got up, knowing at home there would be two parents waiting for their daughter, worried sick as they did not know where their child was. Packing her pencils and sketchbook inside her worn backpack the human took her leave and walked towards the front doors of the house. Amy called out for the brothers, knowing that she wasn't able to leave the mansion alone. She had been told that the mansion was in a place where no human could reach so someone had always come to pick her up and take her home, but this time was different. No living soul could be seen or heard, only movement coming from the trees that cast shadows on the room's floor.

The human knew that the brothers were all silent, so it wasn't so weird when there was no answer. She called out again, a bit louder this time but there was no answer. The fact that it was night and no one had come looking for her made the girl feel like something was off and the need to leave the creepy mansion grew stronger. It was dark, only a few candles there and there gave vision for the human. The whole place felt cold and Amy decided it was better for her to leave. She would feel a lot more save outside, far away from the haunting corridors of this palace. Amy twisted the door handles but the door didn't open. Trying again a few times the human realized that the doors were once again locked from her, making fear rise on her even faster. This whole situation felt awfully familiar.

The red head looked around, making sure they were alone. For the first time after their childhood the human was afraid of the dark and she moved closer to the window, where the moonlight illuminated the floor, thinking that they would be save in the light. Only then she noticed something laying on the ground near her feet and Amy went down on her knees, discovering a blood red rose, it's thorns perfectly cut off. A small road made out of rose petals appeared in front of her, leading her to the part of the mansion she had not yet been in. Amy picked up the rose as she stood up, hesitating before following the path that was created just for her.

The human felt foolish for falling for such a simple trick, but if she was going to find one of the brothers like this, then there was no hesitation. Right now she felt brave, too focused on going home to think that something was badly wrong.

The petals lead the human to a door that was slightly cracked open and shortly after thinking if it was really worth it, the human opened the door that creaked loudly, exposing a pair of stairs behind it. With no light in the basement, Amy had to take out her cellphone and turn on the flashlight before going down the stairs towards her destiny. Tender rose petals were still leading her down, the stone stairs ending up in a cold basement that was completely empty. There was a closed door close to the steps and some dirt and stains on the floor that was too old to say where it had come from. Amy took a few steps around the room, looking around thinking why the room was never used, playing with the rose she had picked up to keep herself calm. She hated basements since she was a little kid, giving her chills every now and then, a silent scream telling her to run away and never look back. But Amy kept looking around, finding many stains of something that had dried there a long time ago, leaving a dark red spot that was impossible to wash away. Some lonely chains were on the floor and a few steam pipes were taking over the ceiling, one of them coming from the floor and moving up the hard wall. She touched one of them, only to yelp in pain to figure out they were too hot to be touched. There wasn't much to look at anymore, but the lonely door kept Amy from leaving. She stepped closer, pressing herself against it to listen for any kind of sound that was coming from the mysterious room. Silence. Amy gathered all of her courage, breathing in and out slowly as she whispered to herself "it's OK" a million times before she opened the door.