Guardian *COMPLETED* (Dark luke hemmings story)

Chapter 27

Abbie's POV -

The house was old - that was obvious. As it was wilting slightly to the left and looked unstable. Almost all of the windows were smashed or kicked in and the paintwork was peeling. The roof tiles were sparse and a few lay at my feet broken and crumbling.

The only thing that was odd though was the door. It looked new - and it had a shiny brass knocker. But it didn't have a door handle.

Swallowing my fears I stepped up to the door and knocked with the knocker.

Silence remained - I really should have waited. Perhaps I could go back....

The door creaked before slowly opening but stopped halfway. Peering inside all I could see was black, it was like looking into an abyss.

I gulped but took a step inside; being careful not to touch anything. The light from the street lamps out sided guided my through the hallway - but they were soon blocked by the door slowly closing with a creak and a slam.

I yelped and spun around, but I couldn't see anything. I started to tremble in fear of what could be in the house with me.

Fumbling in my pocket I pulled out my phone and turned on the flashlight.

It illuminated the room and allowed my to see where I was going. Although I wish it hadn't - this being because there was red paint; or blood splattered on the walls. There was also daunting images and poems scrawled into the faded paintwork.

Shit.

I shouldn't have come. Going to turn around I froze when I heard the door behind me creak.

Glancing towards it I realised it was opening slowly but I also realised the long spindly black fingers pulling it open.

I placed my hand over my mouth to muffle my sobs. I'm gonna die.

Turning back around I ran to the front door and tried to pry it open but there wasn't a handle. Who has a door but not a door handle? Starting to panic I slammed my hands repeatedly on the door.

"Help! Somebody please!" I cried.

My actions suddenly haltered when a sinister chuckle sounded from behind me. I froze in my place and I was shaking so much that I dropped my phone.

Not daring to move I stayed frozen in place and squeezed my eyes shut. A sea of whispers suddenly started and got louder and louder; but they were mumbled and I couldn't make out what they were saying. All I know is that they sounded angry.

Multiple hands suddenly started to claw and my sides and through my hair. I screamed and struggled In their grip but it only got tighter. The whispers got louder until they were full on shouting.

"Who's this?"

"That's Hemming's girl"

"Let's kill her"

"We should turn her dark"

"Let's take her to the boss"

The angry voices all shouted at once and I was actually lifted off the ground by the hands that were still clawing at my sides and taring my clothes. I cried hopelessly in pain.

"ENOUGH!" A deep voice suddenly shouted and I was immediately dropped and the other lost souls scurried away.

I lead on the floor in pain but was suddenly yanked upwards by my arm. I started to kick and scream but the 'thing' grabbed my chin and made me look at him.

I gasped as I looked at his face - it was the guy from the fire. He still looked creepy.

"Hello princess, now tell me what brings you here?" He said in a scratchy voice.