The Sexton House - Harry Styles * COMPLETED*

3.

I stared at the young girl who's name tag read 'Britney'.

"What do you mean 'Anna doesn't like storms'?"

Britney just chuckled saying,

"You'll find out soon enough."

"But... Anna is dead?" I said it sounding more like a question than a statement.

She just shook her head, lightly laughing.

"And how did she die?" She asked rising her eyebrows knowing good and well the answer.

"She got struck by lightning..." And then I realized what she was implying, Anna didn't like storms because she died from one.

I quickly gathered my boxes and bags heading for my truck before it started raining too hard. The wind was blowing, making the trees bend and creak and the clouds come together in dark patches. I hurry and speed down the crooked narrow roads going over the speed limit.

I turn on Maple Grove then pull into my driveway dreading going in but knowing I couldn't stay out here in the storm either. I gather my few bags and boxes and head for the door.

I unlock it and turn on the lights then head straight for the kitchen. I put away everything that needs to be in the fridge and then put away the snack foods. Once done I grab a bag of chips and some water and head for my room which is, for now, the hall across from the living room.

I jump on my bed getting my phone out of my back pocket seeing a missed call from my mother. I decide I better call her back since I wasn't being very nice earlier. It rings two times before she picks up,

"Harry! How is my big boy?" Wow, really mom?

"I'm good." I blankly answered.

"I've missed my baby so much!"

I roll my eyes.

"I bet,"

"Haven't you missed me?"

"Of course mother." I said grabbing another chip.

"How could I not." I took a drink of my water washing down the dry chips.

"Well, I can't wait to see you again! I already made plans to fly down and see you on Friday."

I sit up in bed saying,

"But it's Sunday, Friday is in just a few days." I replied, not believing my mother would be coming down this soon.

"Yes, Harold. It is." Great, just great.

My mother will fly down and nag on me how this house is too old and dusty and then ask, 'why did you buy this house again? Isn't it supposed to be haunted?'.

My mother continues to talk about Gods knows what. Lightning strikes outside, startling me. Thunder follows right after but once the loud noise ceases a blood curdling screams sounds from upstairs followed by banging and the sound of sobbing.

I freeze, dropping my phone in my lap. I sit frozen on my bed not daring to move a muscle. I can still hear my mother talking away on the phone having no idea what is happening on my end. I pick the cased phone up speaking into it slowly.

"I-I got to go... Bye." I hung up waiting patiently for the noise to start up again but it didn't.

The house was silent, only the sound of rain hitting the roof could be heard. I slowly got up from my warm duvet that covered my king sized bed. I made sure to grab my phone before leaving the room.

I walked to the living room. Sitting by the door was my old glove and bat. I decided it would be wise to take some kind of protection with me, I grab the wooden handle picking it up and holding it close to me. I stare at the red velvet stairs asking myself if this is really a good idea. It probably isn't but I need to find out what all that screaming was.

I make my way up the stairs, each step creaking as weight is put onto it. My hands are shaking as goose bumps form on my skin, my mind is screaming at me to run back down the stairs and call the cops but something tells me I need to keep going.

Just as I'm standing on the top step I see a dark wooden door sits in front of me. Lightning flashes outside and thunder booms in the background. I reach for the door handle, my heart beating out of my chest and hands shaking so bad I can barley keep them still enough to grab the knob. I have no idea what will be hidden behind this door.

Just as I reach for the door handle there's a knock on the front door. It startles me, I run back down the stairs skidding to a stop by the entrance. I open it to be met with Charlie standing out in the rain with a black coat and a hood over his head. He looks rather frightening as lightning flashes across his face.

"Harry, many trees have fallen, tearing down the electrical lines. I came to see if the lights are out." He talked in a hushed voice but still loud enough to hear over the storm.

"They're still on and working but you really didn't have to come out in this storm." I tell him looking up at the sky.

"Oh, no worries. I was already out." He told me.

I was shocked that he would be out in this mess.

"Already out? There's lightning for God's sake."

He just laughed it off saying,

"Don't worry about me, I was just checking out some things over at the grave yard." All I could think of was, who in their right mind would want to be in a cemetery at night in a storm like this?!

"Well, since everything seems to be alright over here I guess I'll be going."

"Okay, well... Be careful!" I yelled over the storm as he walks down the steps.

"Oh, and Harry, I would keep that tower window door locked if I was you." He said pointing up at the top of the house.

I walked out in the storm and off of the porch to see what the old man was gesturing to as my eyes land on the window. My breath catches in my throat at the sight there. In the body length sized glass window stands the outline of a young girl...

Anna Sexton.

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