stuck in a haunted house with the school hottie/jerk

Stuck in a haunted house with the school hottie/jerk...4

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Stuck in a haunted house with the school hottie/jerk... part4

RECAP:

"Ryan! No don't leave me!" the lights suddenly turn on and I find myself on the kitchen and a knife by my side. There's no one else in here besides Ryan. I look at him and I realize he's just as freaked as I am.

"Julie look at your leg." It registers in my brain that my leg is throbbing in pain. I look down and see a hand mark around my ankle. It's a small mark but my ankle is already turning purple and swelling.

"Ryan? I'm scared. I mean really scared."

"Shit Julie how do you think I felt when I ran out of my room to see you being dragged down the stairs? Julie your face is bleeding." He walks over to get a paper towel and I realize something warm is dripping down my face. Oh god I was bleeding must have been when my face hit the stairs. Suddenly the lights turned off. I felt Ryan besides me and instinctively reached towards him. We heard the evil laugh again and then the lights turned on again and Ryan looked at me.

"Julie the blood on your face is gone, Julie why are you looking at me like that?"

I couldn't answer. My face felt all hot, but the sight of Ryan's face paralyzed me in place.

"R-RYAN there's a giant gash on your face."

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Ryan reached over and cupped my face with his hands. I hadn't realized I was crying. He wiped away a tear with his thumb. His face came closer to mine. He didn't feel right, something was off. Something inside me told me this wasn't Ryan. His face was so close to mine and his eyes locked one mine

"Julie, everything is fine. It ends here all we have to do is leave." His voice was too calm. Something inside me was screaming to run."Julie lets go."

"N-n-no." his eyes turned instantly red. He grew a wicked evil smile. I felt his hand slide down my cheek to my throat and instantly all the air in my lungs were gone. He lifted me up and I felt my my feet leave the ground.

"If you don't leave now you'll never have another chance to leave again." The voice coming out of ryans body sounded demonic I felt like I was in one of those exorcist movies. I couldn't breathe anymore, I couldn't move. Suddenly Ryan let go of me I hit the floor hard. I looked up and he was gone.

I heard thumping coming from the broom closet. My heart stopped beating. I heard muffled sounds, like someone was trying to call me name thru a towel. I slowly walked to the closet door. Oh god I feel like those stupid chicks in horror films that open the door when obviously the monsters in there, but my gut told me it wasn't a monster. Okay on three open the door. 1......2......3. It's Ryan!

"Oh my god Ryan! I knew that monster that tried to choke me wasn't you." He is all tied up and someone gagged him so he couldn't speak. Once I untied him he reached over and hugged me.

"Julie, please tell me this is all some kind of bad dream. I saw me...I saw me choking you, but that wasn't me because I was in the closet, but how did I get there? All I knew was one second I get up to get you a towel and the next thing I know I'm tied up in a closet watching you almost get killed!"

"Ryan, that wasn't you, it couldn't have been. It was Estella it has to be her, she told me we need to leave and when I said no she said that was our only chance!"

"Julie let's just go back upstairs. Maybe if we go to sleep and we wake up in the morning everything will be all right." That sounds so stupid, but I just don't know what else to do. I don't understand what's going on. And why it's happening to us, I mean a lot of people get dared to stay here. They usually leave earlier than a week because they say the place has a creepy vibe but I've never heard of this happening to people. Maybe Ryan's right what I need is sleep.

"O-okay, let's go back upstairs and sleep I'm sure tomorrow morning we'll be back to normal." We walked upstairs and went into out separate rooms. I don't want to be alone, but I can't just ask Ryan to stay with me that would be a little weird. I mean I understand that we both just went thru something terrifying but that's doesn't exactly mean we're friends right? Oh god I want nothing more than to just be with him right now. I don't know why but when he hugged me down stairs I felt safe in his arms, like the ghost or whatever couldn't hurt me.

I wrapped myself under the cover and remembered that my dad would always say the monster couldn't get you if you were under the covers. I miss my dad; I haven't seen him in a couple years. He cheated on my mom so she told him to leave and he did. They got a divorce and besides the day they had to go to court I haven't seen him since. No letter, no phone call, nothing.

I don't know how long I spent that night thinking about my dad but I ended falling asleep with no disturbing scary ghost waking me up.

When I woke up the sun was shining thru my window. I decided to go and take a shower. I looked at myself in the mirror and realized there were small bruises on my forehead. So last night was real huh? I took a quick shower got changed and went downstairs. Ryan was watching TV on the couch. I looked at his face and there was no gash on it. Good, at least he got away clean.

"Hey" he looked over at me he had a sad expression on his face.

"damn Julie, I woke up thinking last night was a dream and you had to come down here and remind me it wasn't." whatever I said last night about wanted to be with him, I take back!

"You're such an asshole! You weren't the one dragged down the stairs and almost choked to death by some psycho ghost. So just shut up because you don't know what I went thru last night!" his facial expression was shocked and sad. Good that basterd deserves to feel bad. He turned back to the TV and kept watching.

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The days past without any incidents. Well besides the thumps and creeks at night. We had three days left before we could go and Ryan and I kept to ourselves. It felt weird not talking or even acknowledging each other. But ever since that first night we've both have had out mind in different places.

I looked out the window and realized how dark it is. The clock in the room says it's almost midnight. I've been sitting in my room spacing out for almost two hours. That's when I heard Ryan scream. I ran out of my room as fast as I could I got out in time to see him get slammed into the wall in his room and then the door shut in my face.

I was now pounding on the wall and trying to kick it open suddenly all the noise going on in Ryan's room stopped. The whole house was scary quiet. The door to Ryan's room swung open. I stepped inside and almost doubled over in pain. There was a horrible smell and the room was forty degrees cooler. I heard moans of pain coming from the other side of Ryan's bed. I walked over and what I saw I knew would haunt me for the rest of my life.

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