Dead Bodies (Niall Horan)

Chapter 4

I weighed my options of if I should try to take my seat back or not. I decided to just let it go. I've had enough Niall Horan for the day.

"Mrs. Trane? Why are you not sitting in your original seat?" my teacher asked me when I sat down in the front row.

"Because I don't feel like sitting on top of Niall." I sarcastically remarked. My teacher then realised that there was currently a very attractive dickhead in my seat.

"I would like that!" Niall piped up from the back of the class room. The class filled with giggles and I rolled my eyes.

"Niall, if you may, get out of Mrs. Trane's seat?" What the hell is wrong with teachers and last names? Damn, my name is Emerald, thank you. I'd like for you to call me that too.

"It's fine." I mumbled. I rubbed my temples to keep from the headache that is forming. I really need a break from Niall's constant harassing. Mr. What's-His-Face is not fucking helping it. The teacher looked at me with concern, but continued the boring lesson.

I couldn't really pay attention, (even though I actually wanted to) because Niall kept snickering behind me. Which brought up giggles from girls across the room. I didn't really bother to look behind me and see what he was doing, because fuck it. Then the bell rang, to dismiss all of us from school.

I was up and ready, already out the door before anyone could stop me.I hopped into my car and blasted Lana Del Rey through my speakers. I remembered about having to meet with my neighbor.. Ivy was her name? I really hope it wasn't as awkward as that damn conversation over the phone.

After 15 minutes, I pulled into her driveway. Her car was home, so I assumed she was home as well.

I stepped out of the car and walked up the porch steps. After knocking 8 times, I decided to just forget it. But then I heard a sob from inside the house. I knocked again and added an "Is anybody here?" Another sob and mumbling. I turned to get into my car, but I heard the door open.

"Emerald?" I heard a small voice. I turned back towards the door to see Ivy. Half of her body outside, the other half covered by the door.

"Um, hey Ivy. You told me to meet you after school." I stuttered. She nodded understandingly.

"I-I am so so s-sorry Em-Emerald. I go-got you into all of t-this." she sobbed, before slamming the door. I turned around, quite mortified. I began running to my car in a hurry and started it. Before turning out of her driveway, I heard a shriek from inside the house.

It just so happens that the shriek came from a voice so similar to Ivy's.

That night, while I was lying in bed, I couldn't get her words out of my head. What did she mean 'got you into all of this'? Nothing was wrong with me.

Well, besides my parents that are always gone, a major fuckface jerk who suddenly appeared at our school and ran it, and a neighbor who I will most likely never see again.

The normal teenage stuff.

I tried to connect all of this. About Niall and Ivy. How he appears, and then my neighbor disappears. Like it was a switch. When you pulled one end, the other end gets affected too.

Of course, it could just be a coincidence. Our school gets quite a few new students. And maybe Ivy was just crazy. Or on drugs...

I realized I was going nowhere with my assumptions, and that it would probably be best to just go to sleep. But even as I fell asleep, I still had a nagging at the back of my mind.

My alarm rang at 5:30 sharp. And so the memories of Ivy's shrieking flooded to my brain. I made a reminder to check that out after school, if I had time. I know it sounds crazy to check the house, considering it was now a creepy house. But I just wanted to see if she was okay.