Chapter sixty-two part 1

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I stand on the spot, in the doorway hopelessly, wondering what's going to happen now. What's going to happen to Harry, to me? But more importantly what will I find out?

Aaron faces me, around 10 feet away, the hallway lit lightly, and only the light trying to shine through the creaked coloured windows in the front door behind the ghost that stands in front of me.

The dark wooden floor, boards missing, scratches going horizontal plus a old outdated patterned rug leads down towards the front door, crinkled in places. An old mahogany cupboard slight dragged away from the wall and sticks out causing the rug to wrinkle more, a blue and white patterned vase now smashed into several china pieces on the ground. But I ignore all of this and speak.

"Why did you really bring me here then?"

"So I could show you why my family really committed suicide, not to scare Harry for the fun of it." Aaron replies with his usual smirk.

"Wait, you think it's fun to scare people half to death? That it's fun to see people suffer and they are faced against their worst fear?! And I thought Rose was messed up all by herself but now I remember you lead her on, you made a child to murder her own parents, her own family, you are the one that's sick, with the killing and the tormenting! I'm so glad you're dead and can't hurt anyone because you've already used up all your power killing Williams dad!" I snap.

I see his nostrils flare up, his eye glare at me and his eye brows narrowed. "Don't you dare say that!" He causes the whole house to shake, doors slam shut, windows break and the mahogany cupboard falls to the floor. "You stupid girl, you do not want to me angry, you have no idea what I can do, and trust me, I don't want to do that to you, I actually quite like you."

"Try me." I feel like a light juts lit up in my eyes, a glimmer of hope, that maybe I can stop Aaron, Rose and Charles, maybe I can stop Harry from being afraid and make sure the world doesn't know about ghosts.

I glare at him and he looks a little taken back, possibly he didn't expect me to not be afraid of him, but after all, I have no fear.

I now know that there was a reason I moved to my house, that I found out Harry was my cousins, that I met William, there are reasons for everything but when times are rough, like this, when you can't say 'why me' but instead 'try me'.

William decided my paths, that they should cross over with all the ghosts in my life, it's taught me a lot.

One to never ever be afraid. Even when you feel the mist scared you'll ever be, you know it will be okay in the end, after all, most of it is mainly in your head, like your fears, which are just dark memories trying to gain all the attention from you, trying to scare you, trying to overcome you but only one thing can destroy them, you. Your hope that one day you'll be fearless because it is possible, I know, I'm fearless. But but not the kind that you wouldn't jump out if your skin if someone jumps at you with a gun, the kind that you don't have a main fear, now that's my kind of fearless.

And Two. Never ever give up, once dreamt, you can accomplish anything!

But Aaron laughs lightly, he looks down at the floor but snaps his head up and glare at me, if looks could kill, I bet he would of thought he could of killed me, but he would be wrong, after all he can't kill me and he knows it. I smile at realising that what ever he tries to do, how ever he tries to do it he cannot kill me, only Charles can but oh yeah he tried and failed!

"Whatever you are going to try to do to me you may want to rethink that as you might be wasting your time." I smirk.

"I know, that's why I'm going to show you something, what they saw you'll see and hate. You know I haven't changed to being good, but there is really no point of physically trying to hurt you." Aaron says. "You know your friend will try to talk to you soon. In doing by best to stop him but as he was like you its quite hard, honestly I can't be bothered to stop him, I want to save my energy."

Aaron let's off a sigh and a high pitched peep goes off it my head causing me to slam my eyes shut to at least prevent so of the awful noise!

'Becs!' a faint voice tries to reach me through my head but gradually it's gets louder. 'Jesus christ the time it's taken me to at least try to talk to you!'

'William what is he?' I ask through my mind.

'you don't want to know. But can I ask, what the frickin' hell made you decide to come here! I mean ye so know he said he'd changed and all but seriously what kind of twat falls for that?' William moans.

'but I thought you like controlled my future, like what happens to me then I decide what to do with what you've decided to throw at me.'

I hear William laugh a little, 'yeah, I thought so too, but Aaron is to powerful and has managed to over write what happens and decided to interfere with it which is very annoying as I couldn't stop you from going to his house.'

'what a little brat.'

'I know right? Now please do me a favour, don't let him scare you, okay?'

'of course I won't let him.'

And the High pitched beeping rings in my ears again. But this time I look at Aaron who is replaced by a ball of light, around the size of a football and a light shade of blue floats towards me, then actually into me.

I look down at my stomach to see it glowing. The light is in me. I blink and the world around me turns black and white.

I blink in confusion until a worried looking family comes rushing down the stairs and that's how I know Aaron had brought me back to the day where his family committed suicide because of his actions.

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