My short stories/one-shots. <3

Haunted

Oh no, please don't let him see me. Oh god, he's coming this way. Okay Angel, just keep your head down, maybe he'll walk right by you. Oh dear lord! He's getting closer. "Angel. Hey Angel! Wait up!" Dang it! Why god, why did it have to be me? I slow down my pace and he catches up within seconds. I make a not so lady-like noise before I open my mouth to talk to the dude i was trying desperately to avoid. "What on earth do you want Luke?" "I need to talk to you... Can we go for a stroll, maybe?" "Luke... I dont think thats a good idea right-" "Come on Ang, we really need to talk." "Ugh! Fine!" After that we started to walk in our small town, Pottsville. He leads me away me away from both of out houses and towards the outskirts of town. I start getting really nervous and worried. What could he possibly what to talk with me about? After awhile he finally starts speaking, but it was far from what I expected to hear.

"Do you know where we are, Ang?" "What?" "I said, Do you know where we are?" "Um, no you were the one who led me here." "Oops..." I take a look around and we are on an abandoned street. I glance across the street and notice an old, rickety, one-story house. Luke grabs my hand and starts pulling me towards the creepy house. I try to get out of his tight grip, but he wont budge. "Come on Angel, it cant be bad. Plus we need a place to stay for the night." I don't have time to disagree because he already dragged me inside the house. And let me tell you, it was not a pretty sight.

The inside looked worse then the outside. There were cobwebs in every corner, and holes in the floor. Every time we shift our weight, the wood-boards creak. It was creepy. There was a sofa in the middle of the room, but it was torn, and it looked like it housed a couple of different species. It was cold in here, but not as cold as outside. Luke steps forward, and continues to take small steps until we hear what sounds like a wolf howling in the wind. Then there is a loud creak, and a chandelier falls almost crushing Luke. He covered his head and shrieked like a girl. I would've laughed and then bolted our of the room, but I was too shocked.

Not even three seconds went by before we heard someone walking around. I look around me but I don't see anything. Luke recovers from his cowardly stance. Then his eyes grow wide and his mouth pops open. "Luke? Come on Luke, don't play around... Luke?" He is really starting to freak me out. Im about to yell his name (because I can't walk over to him because of the broken chandelier) when the lights start flickering. Then I hear an evil laugh, and the lights shut off. The darkness immediately blinds me. I hear more laughter, creaks, steps, and then a fait scream. Fear quickly registers in my mind. Something touches my neck and arm. I flinch away, and that same something pushes me, I land on the shattered glass from the chandelier. Another scream sounds, but this time its me. The same shriek Luke made earlier answers mine. Then I hear him shout my name. "Angel! Ang! Hold on! I'm coming!" I wanna tell Luke I'm fine but I can't find my voice. The lights come on, and I hear multiple voices. Sometime in the darkness I shut my eyes. I open them to find people with a gurney. I look around and I try to look for Luke but I can't see him. I'm lifted onto the gurney and into an ambulance. I feel so tired. I close my eyes and fall asleep. Knowing I'm safe out of that house...

I open my eyes, and I see a nurse changing my medication. She is the only person I can get answers at the moment. "What happened?" "Oh you're awake, sugar." "Can you tell me what happened? Where's Luke?" "Who's this Luke you keep talking about?" "What?" "Sugar, you kept yelling his name in your sleep." "Well where is he?" "I don't know what or who your talking about." "The boy who came with me here, he was in the house with me." "Uh sugar, you came her in an ambulance by yourself. Our medics didn't find anybody else in that house with you." "Please! I need to know what happened to him. Could you check your records?" "Sure sugar, what was his full name?" "Luke James Turner." "Be back in a few sugar."

The nurse leaves, and I notice the cup of water on a trey. I grab it and quickly chug it down. The nurse soon comes back in. She looks pale, and her eyes hold pity. What's that look for?

"Sugar... Luke Turner... Has been dead for over a week... I don't know what your talking about. You were the only one in that house... "