My Tarnished Knight

Chapter Five

  What do you guys think of me updating on a regular schedule? Like every Friday or something. Tell me your ideas c: the video to the right is a song I think describes *spoiler* Jeff in this chapter. Or just in general. *Whispers* Its ok Jeff it describes me too. I'll link the first and second song in the comments and the names in case you're on mobile.

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  When Anne finally picked me up she didn't say much.

"Can I go home instead of to your work?" I knew I was pushing it on the annoyance scale for Mom, but i couldn't really investigate sitting at an inn. Guess I forgot to mention my mother works at the Breesloe Hotel.

She sighed in aggravation. "Whatever I guess." Yep definitely pushing it.

  Still though she drove me home and I went upstairs to my room. My room was a average size with medium to dark grey walls and one whole wall a cream color with painted on dark grey ivy running along the entire wall on the left. I had a section cut out for my bed on the opposite site of my room with a simple black metal bed frame and in front of the window with black chiffon type curtains my grey vanity matching my walls with all of my makeup and such on. I also had a TV and a dresser with a small book case by it against the ivy wall, filled with some of my favorite books. The Maximum Ride series, The Mortal Instruments series, The Uglies series, all of Ellen Hopkins books, a book filled with poems from Edgar Allen Poe. Suffice to say I really like reading.

  I put my backpack down in my room and decided I was hungry. I went back downstairs to my kitchen and heated up some left over pizza from the other night. While it was cooking I got my computer and put on some music. I started dancing and singing along. I did stupid dances like the Mash Potato, embarrassing I know, then ballet to the next song And maybe some head banging to a few others. Not that I've ever taking a ballet class but it's fun. "Crawling from Hell, fallen from grace. And now there's nothing left to take. Leaving a path to the grave, so we can reincarnate!" I sung. Just as a song ended i heard a soft chuckle or snicker. What the fuck?, I thought. I paused my music and looked around. No one was there. "I need to stop reading so many creepypastas." I said to myself. Just then the microwaved beeped.

  After i ate, I layed  with my computer, and started up Google. Then typed in 'White bluebells'. As good place to start as any right?

Turns out white bluebells are a thing. 'White bluebells are bluebells lacking the pigment found in ordinary flowers. Romantic poets used to think bluebells represented solitude and regret.' was all I found important on Wikipedia.

"That's interesting." I said out loud. Suddenly there was a ringing filling up the silence in my room. It was my text tone on my phone that was in my backpack. I pulled it out and checked the messages.

Jill: Hey bb wassup

Me: Just sitting in my room on the computer u

Jill: Same

Jill: Wait how'd you get home i didn't see you in 7th

Me: i told my mom i was feeling sick and she picked my up

Jill: luckkkkkyyyyy

Me: Ikr.

Jill hold on i gotta take a shower brb

  I knew when Jill took showers she took like 45 minutes so i put my phone back on my bed. As i looked up and realized how dark it had gotten. "Wonder when that happened." I said as I got up to turn on the switch for my lavender Japanese lantern that was in the middle of my ceiling. My head jolted up from my phone I was looking at. I heard a voice mutter something. A deep voice. What the fuck? I ran the rest of the way to turn on the light and looked back. Staring at my face to face was... nothing. "Ok now this is getting weird." I said, then laughed. Hard. Why was I laughing? I haven't the foggiest. n Are you going to add schizophrenic to that list of fucked up things about you too?, I thought. "Whatever, I don't care." I said dragging out the e. So, since I didn't care, I decided to change into my pajamas, take my makeup off, and brush my teeth. After, I  walked back to my bed and sat back down with my computer and again put on music. "Na nana na nana na nana na nana nanana na nana na nana na na na nananana. Drugs gimme drugs gimme drugs I don't need it but I'll sell what you got take the cash and I'll keep it, eight legs to the wall, hit the gas kill them all, and we crawl and we crawl and we crawl!" I sung.

~Later~

  I looked at the clock and suddenly it was 2:26 in the morning. Damn, it thought. Time flys. It was a school night so I decided I should probably get to sleep. I have to have a light on when I sleep, childish I know, so i turned on the fairy lights encircling the nook my bed was in. As I was turning on my TV for a little white noise I hear what sounded like a bump. Kind of like someone hit the wall by accident. And guess where it was coming from? My fucking closet.

  Of course, I thought. there's a sound, coming from my closet, at 2:30 in the morning. This is what you get for staying up on Tumblr. I made footstep noises towards my room door like I was going to the bathroom and stood there for a few seconds, then started creeping toward to closet. I had doors so I knew it- or they- couldn't see me. I KNOW I know. When you're in a horror movie you don't investigate the source of a sound, you run the fuck away. And boy did it feel like I was. But I was also tired and annoyed, under all the fear, and wanted whatever it was to get the fuck out of my house so I could sleep.

  As I crept, thought about what it could be. A rapist? No, too mainstream. The Rake? Bitch don't even start on that otherwise you won't be able to sleep even if it turns out to be a pink bunny. An axe murder? Eh, to 80's cliche. Jeff the Killer? Ha not.

  Turns out my guesses are pretty accurate.

  I stood in front of the closet door, my hand slightly trembling and my breath slightly accelerated as I reached for the knob.

  I yanked the door open and saw nothing. "Hm, guess I was imagining it." I let out a breathy laugh and turned around to go back to bed.

  "No you weren't." A deep, chilling voice whispered in my right ear. My eyes grew the size of an anime characters' andI stopped breathing as I whipped around to see what, or who, had just spoke. As I spun around like a ballerina something threw me on the floor and knocked the breath I had been holding out of my lungs. I felt a heavy weight on top of me as I laid on the ground in shock and looked up to see what it was.

  A stark white face looked down on me in twisted, sadistic amusement, with eyes surrounded by black and the widest smile I had ever seen.

  Wait, I thought. That smile can't be natural.