The Cursed House

Tattoo

Penny's Point of view

Yesterday Eric found some food in the kitchen. We also searched the house a bit more. All the windows are closed tightly and they are covered with wooden boards. If we found a chainsaw we could be home already. I really want to go home.

It was ten o'clock in the morning. I was awake for one hour now. I let Eric sleep in for awhile. I ate one slice of bread. It felt good to eat normally again. Than Eric woke up. "Good morning. Slept well?" I greeted him. "Yeah. Good morning to you too." he smiled with his sleepy face. "Are you hungry?" I asked him. He worked very hard yesterday, so I will do most of the work today.

I didn't took a shower since I was back home. "Can I just take a quick shower? Meanwhile you eat your breakfast." I said to Eric. "Go ahead. Just be quick." he answered me.

I went to the nearest bathroom. It wasn't the main bathroom, so it was smaller. There were some towels on the towel hanger.

I started taking my clothes off. If felt really good, to take off that stinky Sherlock Holmes costume. I stood in front of the mirror and I looked at myself. My eye bags were really dark. I didn't sleep well in this house. Not after what happened in the attic.

I started unhooking my bra. When I reached for my back I felt something. I turned around and looked at my back. It looked like somebody/something scratched me. Badly. How didn't I feel it sooner? It was big and it hurt. "It's nothing. I probably scratched myself and forgot about it." I said to myself. I went inside the shower cabin. I turned on the water. It was very cold. I started washing myself. "Ouch..." I said to myself. That scratch started to hurt. "What is this?" I thought. I washed my face. Than the shower cabin tuned steamy. "What? This is weird? Why is it steamy in here?" I thought. Suddenly handprints came out of nowhere (on one of the walls of the shower) "Is this... Blood? No it can't be." I thought again. I got scared. "Sam?! Is that you?" I yelled. Silence. I looked at the handprints again. Somebody wrote something with blood!

I like your body. Do you like tattoos? I like them very much.

"Who's out there?!" I yelled. I was terrified. I always wanted a tattoo, but I was too scared.

I went out of the shower and I wrapped myself on a towel. My scratch started to hurt again. I looked at my back. When I saw it, I could hardly breathe. There was a tattoo of a creepy eye in the middle of my back. I screamed in fear and panic. I sat on the floor and held my head with my hands. "This is not true! It's just your imagination Penny!" I shook my head and I stood up. I started shaking. Someone wrote on the mirror :

Now I will be able to see you all day, every day!

I started screaming. "It's not real! Go away! GO AWAY!" I started banging on the mirror. "GO AWAY!" I continued screaming. I cut my self in the process. Blood was all over my hands. I stopped punching the mirror. I looked at my hands and they started shaking. It hurt so much. I started crying and screaming.

"Penny?! Are you okay?!" Eric was screaming my name. He opened the door and saw me lying on the floor with my bloody hands. "What happened to you?!" he asked me and he set next to me. I tried to stand up. "I don't know..." I said. I didn't know what was he talking about. "I just... I was so scared..." I said and I stated crying again. He hugged me. "What is that?" he asked me. He made me turn around. "What...?" he was scared. "I don't know what is this. It just appeared on my back while I was in the shower. Than weird things started happening..." I said. "You should get dressed." he said to me. He was blushing. Just than I realized that my towel went down for a bit. "Stop looking! You jerk!" I started laughing. He blushed again. "I'll wait you outside." he said and leaved the room. I changed as quickly as I could. Than I looked at the mirror. It was broken and it's pieces were lying on the floor. After that I left the room.

As soon as I closed the bathroom door somebody started laughing.

We went back to the living room. We slept in there, so we spent most of our time there. I was depressed. Eric saw that and he wanted to cheer me up. "You looked nice in that towel. " he said while laughing. I started laughing too. He is so friendly. Ha always takes care of others.

Than my tattoo started to hurt again. "Ouch...!" I said quietly. "What's wrong?" Eric asked me. "That tattoo... It hurts..." I said. "Let me have a look." he said. I took of my shirt and turned around. He was blushing again. "Boys will always be boys" I thought to myself. "Wh..." Eric was scared. "What's wrong with it?" I asked. He couldn't speak. he just took his phone and he took a picture of my back. After that he showed me that picture. I was terrified as he was. That wasn't a tattoo. Those were cuts in a shape of an eye! "It hurts... It hurts so much!" I screamed.

Eric ran to the kitchen and he brought me a wet towel. "This will hurt a bit..." he said. He rubbed the wet towel down my back. I just wanted to punch him in his little face. It hurt so much. I started sobbing. "Done." he said. "I don't feel anything. Wow! Thanks!" I said to him. I smiled and him and he smiled back.

** This is it for this chapter. I'm sick, so I have more time to write! Maybe I'm going to post another chapter today. Hope you enjoyed this chapter. If you did please vote and comment. :)**