"Let me just check if I got it , you died outside here three years ago on Halloween cause your mother forced you go trick and treating in a horrible mask and while you wanted to show your mask to the girl who lived here, Violet -who ran away later with a little kid- but some kids laughed at you which made you run away and get hit by a car" she only stopped to take a breath " and you want to tell me that your mother tried to get you trapped in here but she failed and you are here to save more people from this house. Oh and I forgot , you are a fucking member of the undead"
''Basically, but Violet died here too , she didn't get away, no ones does" Addy said with a smile playing with the throw blanket on the bed that they were both sat on.
''Wonderful news , fabulous" she said walking back and forth around the bedroom"and where is the oh-so-wonderful mother of yo-" before she could ask the doorbell rang and she noticed Adelaide being gone.
She walked downstairs as fast as she could opening the door to reveal a middle age woman and a little kid"Can I help you?"
''Hello, I'm your neighbour Constance and this is my son Michael, we came to welcome you and your parents'' she said smiling.
'' They aren't home right now, you are welcome to drop by later" she tried closing the door but Constance pushed the door open walking in.
'' Oh, thats fine maybe I could come in so we could get to know each other'' she said smiling.
''I really have to unpa-"
''I brought you cupcake '' she said smiling giving Siren a plate of pink cupcakes.
''Thank you , uhm Constance " she said with a short smile putting the plate away.
''Well, welcome to the new house ... uhm ..'' she said not knowing the teenagers name.
''Siren , Siren Botswick'' She said still shaky from the earlier encounter with Adelaide.
'' Tell me about youself'' she said with a cute fake smile.
" Sorry, I'm not really in the mood for speed dating" she said raising an eyebrow walking to the other side of the kitchen counter putting some distance between herself and the woman.
Constance laughed shaking her head a bit '' oh how you remind me of her ''
'' Of who?'' Siren asked leaning against the fridge as the woman stared at her.
She looked at Siren with a intense look before smiling and changing the converstation '' how does it feel to be living in the murder house?''
''The what? Only 2 people died here'' Siren snapped at her pushing herself of the fridge leading them to the door "I'm really sorry but I have a lot to do maybe you could come back some other time or maybe not"
'' Oh cute little girl'' she said laughing '' come Michael , lets go home''
''You promised I could get my car that I forgot in the basement'' Micheal whined stopped and dragged Constance's hand hard.
''I'm sure Siren could get it for you since we have to leave now'' she said looking up to the girl smiling sweetly.
''Uhm , yeah sure, buddy. '' she replied, smiling at Michael '' I will get it and come over later , okay?''
''Thank you '' he said smiling with a toothy grin.
''Well, we will find the way out '' Constance said waving goodbye and leaving the kitchen.
Almost two hours and she had finally unpacked her room and the kitchen. She was just putting away the last of her jackets on the hanger when she remembered the yellow note in her pocked. Against her better judgement she decided to text the strange boy from the plane.
-So this is how you give your number to girl? umm , don't know to be impressed or creeped out.
-So you decided to not hate me ? I'm impressed honey.Jordy XX
-Being British with nickname doesn't look good on you.
- Well i appreciate the honestly , So what are you doing?
- unpacking and stuff.
-Aww, must be hard things
- Nah you are just a hell of a princess.
- harsh
-Well, I gotte go find my neighbours toy car and give it back to him.
- Bye , si <3
- yeah , can't get worse now.
She started looking around the house for a basement , this process would probably be much easier if she had payed attention during the house tour, after some rounds of looking she found a door under the stairs leading to a basement. From behind the door she swore she could hear talking but once she opened the door the voices went silence. Shrugging she walked down the stairs , the only light being a small candle lit on a table. Her eyes catches the sight of a yellow car under the table but as she went to pick it up a small creature grabbed her arm and before she could run , tackled her down.
From the dim lighting the creature look like what could only be described as a zombie baby, it took her a few seconds to finally start yelling for help in the empty house hoping somehow someone would help her.
"Help somebody , please" screams left her throats as she tried to cover her face from the creature and closing her eyes in fear.
''Go away Thaddeus '' a male voice sounded from the far away in the shadows and moments later the weight was gone from her chest, after a second laying there she opened her eyes seeing the creature was gone and the lights in the basement was on. She grabbed the toy car and ran out of the basement as fast as her legs could carry her.
Slamming the door shut and locking it after herself , she slid down the door and closed her eyes trying to control every muscle of her body shaking.
''You shouldn't have gone in there'' Adelaide's voice disturbed the peaceful silence forcing her to open her eyes and look at the girl who's existence still needed to be proven to her.
She shook her head pushing herself off the floor "no shit" she let out under her voice grabbing the toy from beside her " I need to give this back to someone"
Walking next door and knocking her mind was still trying to get the event of the past days under control until her thoughts was tu short by a boy her age opening the door.
"You must be the new girl next door , come in. I'm Tate."
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Sick club • {Tate Langdon}
FanfictionIn which she was his redemption while he was her destruction. ° :. . • ○. ° . . ● . ° ¸. ¸ :. . • ○ ° . · . + ✺ ✷ ✦ . * ˚ ✧ · . * . ˚ ✦ Discontinued until editing is completed Copyright © all rights reserved 2019 @The_art_of_being_me
