Brad

Chapter 7:

This is really bad story I know I didn't put a lot of effort into in but you have to read it for the sequel! If you want something to happen in the sequel comment.
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We pull into the drive way to my house. Brad pulls into my circle drive way and walks with me into the house. I open the door and something foul hits my nose.
"What is that awful smell," I say while holding my nose trying to block the stench.
I look up at Brad and his face isn't what I expected it to be. Instead of disguised it was like a worried look. I start walking through the house to the kitchen but nothing was out to cause the smell. A small image of the basement pops into my mind.
"The basement," I say to Brad.
"Wait, don't go," he says.
"Why?" I say shocked.
"I... I mean don't go unless I'm going first and you follow behind," he says.
"Whatever," I say.
I follow him into the basement where the smell grew more.
"Gosh this is awful," I say in disgust.
I just realized I have never been down here before. We reach the last step and I start to look for a light. I run my hand against the wall to find a light switch. I started to feel something wet on my hand then something bit my hand.
"Ouch," I said in pain.
Pain shot through my hand and was spreading through my body. I was holding my hand and trying to find my way through the basement without light.
"Brad?" I ask. "I think I'm hurt."
I didn't get a response.
"This isn't funny, Brad." I say while tearing up from the pain in my hand.
"Please," I say getting lightheaded.
Suddenly a bright light came on but there was no one there.
"Brad?" I say again.
I don't have bad anxiety but I feel like the room was closing in on me. I start walking through the basement and I step in something wet. I look down and there is blood on the floor.
"Oh my gosh," I say out load.
I look back at the wall and see blood on the wall that I touched. Then I get a pain in my hand and look down at the bite. It was not a rat bite that is all I can say. My hand had blood on it from the wall but I was not bleeding. My bite did look infected which is not normal because I was bitten about 2 seconds ago. Where the heck is Brad? I almost forgot about the smell because of the blood and bite. There is a separate room in the basement and there seems to be a light coming out of it. If Brad is in there I will kill him. I go up to the door with the room and I can honestly say if death has a smell it is the smell coming from that room. I try to turn the door knob and surprisingly it wasn't locked. I open the door and step inside there is a baby crib in the corner. I start walking to the crib and the door behind me slams shut. I walk back to the door and it is locked. I can't get out of here. I turn back to the crib and walk back to it. I go to look inside the crib then the lights shut back off before I could look inside. I hear something move behind me.
"Brad?" I ask.
The lights turn back on and Brad is standing in front of me covered from head to toe in blood. I scream in terror. The lights went off again but this time they didn't turn back on. I made my way back to the door where it was cracked open. I put my hand on the wall to guide me out of the basement. I went up the stairs and into the hallway. My first thought was to go to the bathroom and lock the door. Looking in the mirror and I had never seen myself so pale. I turned the faucet on to put my hand under it where I got bit. It instantly felt better while I was cleaning the wound out. I started to get my breathing normal and I washed the blood off of my skin.
"What the actual heck," I say out load.
Then I hear footsteps in the hallway.
"Rebecca!" Brad yells.
"No...no...no," I whisper to myself.
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