Our Dirty Love

Second and only part :)

I sat outside her doorway, this time fully clothed. I badgered her to come out so we could discuss the incident and move past it. Thinking from her perspective, I could see how it shocked her to see a practically nude stranger in her own home. If it were me, however, we'd be on a bed instead of seperate places.

"Well I'm going to sleep. Night, Eliza," I say to try and build some sort of relationship. We need to establish some sort of connection. I hope she doesn't go Home-alone on me and booby trap the place. Well, off I go to the loving bed.

Even though their bed is heaven my brain just can't shut up. I remember having dreams as a kid, every night I could sleep and have a new adventure. Now I get no sleep whatsoever. I should probably visit a doctor about it. I decide to go venture around their house because why not? The attic seemes like a nice starting point. The basement also seems nice but I've seen to many horror movies to know how that ends.

Their attic was similar to ones in movies; old, creepy, dusty and dark.

There were furniture neatly stacked next to one other in aisles. Everything was beige and broken except for a little pink toybox in the corner. It was bedazzled with light blue gems, covered by sparkling glitter, and pasted on the top was a weathered piece of paper that read 'In loving memory of Annabeth'.

Through a crack in the beaten wood, I could see a picture of a small infant. She had big blue doe eyes and short blonde curls. Wonder who she was, could've been their cousin for all I know. I heard a door open and without a doubt it was Eliza.

But there was something extremley wrong, she started sobbing loudly. I just lay by the box confused by what the hell's happening because she then pulls out a pocket knife and dashes for me. In an instant she tackles me and proceeds slicing me, my shirt, my shorts, everything. I could only withstand her attack long enough to hear her say,"What have you been doing to my sister?! I'm going to kill slowly and painfully so that you know how she felt!" Then it's pitch black nothingness from there. It's actually very comforting here.