house with secrets

chapter 20-just a dream

Before I had a date with the guy, I woke up.

Turns out it was just a dream and the only thing real is that it's been a month.

i have to be watched because I have breathing problems and anxiety. It's because "I expirenced a loss."

It's not new. I lose everyone. Everyone leaves me. I am worthless and don't belong here.

I ate my breakfast on the bed and watched the news.

Of course there is always something they have to say because this is crime infested Florida.

I counted how many doctors raced with a hospital bed down the hall. Back and forth they came. There was an emergency every second.

I keep thinking about Laura. I realized how important she was to me until she was gone.

I didn't feel like doing anything until finally a doctor came to me with a notepad.

"Savannah it seems you are okay with the loss. We are sending you back home."

"B-b-back home?" I stuttered while sweating.

"What's the matter?"

"Which home exactly?"

"The one you called haunted." He laughed

I threw my head back.

Memories were racing around in my head.

I faked a cough. "I think i'm sick."

He shook his head and gave me the sign of follow me.

I reached my hands foward and tried to get up.

I groaned and sat up and turned to set my feet on the floor. I looked at him once again and finally got up.

I took a step and the tube that was connected to my nose yanked at me.

"You have to take the stand with you.

"I really have to know my pulse?" I asked sarcastically.

He nodded and i took baby steps toward the door.

He opened it for me and We walked in silence towards the elavator.

It was very awkward. We just stared at eachother while going to the main floor.

He tapped his foot going with the beat of "One last time" by Arianna Grande.

The elavator door opened and we went to the desk.

"Just go explore while I check you out of the hospital."

I nodded and walked around.

The outside was so close to me, but I had the sudden urge to stay. Reality is dangerous, But we have to live in it.

I couldn't even think of living alone in that house. I can't stay there. I should just end this ghost stuff.

"Savannah, Let's go." the doctor said as he walked past me.

I stood at the edge of the hospital.

"Come on. We don't have forever."

I stepped outside and took a deep breath.

It felt so good to smell fresh air instead of the AC.

We walked and he led me to a Taxi.

"Okay Savannah. Be safe okay? Have a nice day." He said as he closed the door.

"To the nearest hotel please." I said politely.

The man ignored me.

I cleared my throat.

"To the nearest hotel please."

"Why go to the hotel when you have a home." He said.

"Excuse me?"

He looked at me with his Bold eyes.

"Detective Scott?!"

he shushed me.

I gave a look at him and opened the door.

He stepped on the gas and zoomed away.

I was in the middle of the road while everyone was honking.

I made a signal of "sorry" and walked by myself.

I was very close to a hotel.

As I got closer someone put their hand in front of my mouth and threw me in their car.

"You thought you can leave without paying?"

I laughed.

"What do you want from me?"

"I don't want anything from you. I just want You."

I gasped and shut my mouth.

He ended up driving me to the house.

"It feels so good to get away with murdering my family."

I bit my lip.

"I just hope I will get away with you."

I stayed calm and knew what to do.

I took a pill because my anxiety was acting up again.

I felt so weird around this house.

He grabbed me and slammed the car door. He dragged me and used my hair.

He opened the door and smiled.

"Welcome home Savannah." He smirked.