Tiana
48 hours later
My eyes fluttered open in reluctance. Cold air blasted against my face. Groaning, I pushed myself up in a sitting position. My eyebrows, knitted together in confusion. Where am I? A light flickered on out of nowhere. Scrambling to my feet, I turned my head to the sides. When my eyes, adjusted to the light. I took in everything at once.
The place was cold and sterile. Yet it was decorated magnificently. A split staircase stood in the very center of the hallway. Beside it was a C-table. A vase filled with artifical red roses, sat ontop of the table. There was a double door, on the right side. It was slightly ajar. Orange sparks of light, flickered out of that room.
The walls were painted in a nice shade of yellow and white. These colours gives the place, a very cheerful environment. Yet I couldn't help, feeling a little creep out.
In the very ceiling was a Shinny Crystal Chandelier. The lights tinkered on and off, as I stared at it. The walls were bare, there was nothing indicating that a person once lived here. The hairs on the back of my neck stood on end. Hearing the sound of piano, I glanced towards the opened door.
Isn't this what always happens in an horror movie? Eek! Gulping, I took a step forward. I am only doing this because I have no choice. This was the only door, in this.... I don't even know where this is. Not to mention, I don't even know how I ended up here! The last thing, I remembered was having dinner with my sister. Pressing my hand against the door, I pushed it open.
Sitting on the piano seat, was a beautiful woman, cloaked in white. Her black, waist length hair, whipped to the side. Brown as chocolate eyes, locked onto mine. A simile curled on her lips. The black instrument let's out a racous sound. The woman's, long fingers flew across the keyboard.
She was dressed in a off the shoulder floor length white dress, which had slits at the side. Her long creamed legs bounces up and down to the beat.
"I've been expecting you." She said. Her melodious voice resounded in my head.
The door, I just came through slammed shut. Gasping I twirled around, to my surprise. The door disappeared leaving behind a black wall. Gulping, I turned to the woman dressed in black. The keynotes for "Kiss The Rain" echoed throughout the room. With each passing second, the recent occurrence circulated in my head. The woman's eyes were focused on me, the entire time.
It was like, time stood still. One moment, I was standing in the middle of a sitting room with a complete stranger, and then next thing, I knew I was lying on the floor staring at Tristan, as I took my last breaths. Blood covered my fingers. No. This couldn't be possible right? Yah... this isn't... it couldn't. The scene shifted.
We were now, standing in an hospital room. A woman was lying on the bed, with a tube in her mouth. Kneeling, by her bedside was a dark haired man. Several people stood at the sides, watching the man shaking the unresponsive woman. He was begging her to come back to him, but she wouldn't budge. Tears poured down my cheek.
Feeling, a cold hand on my shoulder. I craned my head to the side.
The woman, stared at me sympathetically. "It's time to go."
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Finally Grounded (Sequel To The One Who Grounds Me)
RomanceBook cover done by @BUTTERCUMZ Second book to "The Ground Me" series. Something was amiss. Danger was lurking everywhere, nowhere was safe anymore for Tiana and Tristan. After the death of her mother, Tiana decided that Staying, in Jamaica with Tris...
