My Angel My Love

Chapter 2

As I unlocked the door, I mentally prepared myself for the scolding about being out late by my mom, but when I entered I was met by nothing but silence, that's weird."mom" I called out,  "dad" , No answer. I got chills up my spine as I slowly walked towards the stairs that led upstairs where my bedroom was.  I started scolding myself for the scary thoughts that I let enter my mind, just as I was about to laugh out loud for my stupid thoughts,  I saw a light lit in my room. I called once again louder, "MOM" "DAD", no answer, I began running up the stairs to check out the light when the front door open and closed behind me. I turned and there, was my mom and dad mumbling to each other as they entered. " Hi , hunny, how was you day?" my mom called out to me. "Hey mom, it was fine and yours?". "Oh it was fine hunny but your dad doesn't know when to end a conversation" my dad humpfd next to her annoyingly.  "Hey, mom did you lit a candle or a light in my room?" my mom looked at me funny "No hunny why would I do that?"  I turned my head towards my room "because there's a light...." and the light was gone "never mind" I said and continued up to my room.

As I entered the room it was quite. Nothing has been moved nothing has been lit. I looked down my window and saw nothing but darkness and woods. Am I seriously going mental? I pushed all those thoughts away, put the books on my bed and changed in to my pjs. I picked up my diary from my nightstand and decided to write down my daily findings, I opened up the book again with the story of the boy and the girl, no names, no pictures. I want to find out what happened to the girl, but I don't know where to start since it was so long ago. That night I drifted of sleep thinking about the story about the girl and the boy.

"I woke up in a bed, but it wasn't my bed, the surroundings wasn't the same, I looked around and didn't recognize the room, but I did recognize the Angelic voice down stairs calling my name, oh that voice, "Cassandra are you still in bed?" he laughed, oh that laughter, I could listen to it all day every day, I heard him coming up the stairs so I started to giggle and hid under the sheets, I heard his teasing voice coming closer, "Oh where is my dear Cassandra?" oh "his" only his always his."

 I was about to remove my sheets to see him to see my lo..... When I suddenly jolted up. So close this time, why can't I see his face, to see who the beautiful voice belongs to. I reached up my hand to the necklace and held it tight. "who are you" I whispered to no one.

I turned my head to the night stand and saw the time. Eight a'clock, two choices, fall asleep for a bit again or get up. I really want to return to my dream to find out who the mystery guy is,  but at the same time I want to get up get ready and go for my walk and explore some more. I want to find what this key opens.

3, 2 , 1 and I'm up. I got dressed very fast brushed my teeth and entered the kitchen... something hot to drink would be nice right now, I brought the books and put them on the kitchen counter while I started to make some coffee. It was still a little bit dark outside, soon the sun will start to rise.

Mom and dad had already left, so the house was all empty and a bit cold, I decided to wait for the sun before I went for my walk, until then I opened up the books and started my research, the house was built in the 18 Th century, that's two century's ago, doesn't say by who, there was some pictures of the construction but that's it, no people no names. The boy and girl and the people that lived there must have had names. I tried the record book but noticed that the piece where the names of this family would be was ripped of. That's odd. Why would someone rip this page of?

I wrote down everything in my diary and checked through the construction, I counted up to 4 rooms on the floor above. Okay, I mentally prepared myself, finished my coffee and put on my shoes. Time to go.

I walked out the door and in to the cold breezy air, the sun was shining and the autumn leaves were everywhere. Such a beautiful sight. My earplugs was in my ears, Sam smith was singing "make it to me", I started walking in my usual direction and hummed along the song. The house wasn't very far from me and I reached it very fast though it might be because I walked a bit faster then I use to. I took a deep breath before I entered the house again. The sun was shining and the inside looked so amazing, how come no one has ever made any changes or moved in or fixed this house up? It's so beautiful.

 I reached the stairs and walked slowly up. I didn't know what to expect when I reached the top, but I did hold my breath all the way up. All the doors were open except one. The intriguing one to the left. I reached the door and put my hand on the handle, took another deep breath and opened the door. Oh my god. I exhaled and froze in my place. I recognized the room oh so clearly. It was the exact same room from my dream. But how could I have dreamed about it before I've even seen it?  The resemblance amazed me. Exactly the same? Was my mind playing tricks on me? I entered the room to take a look around when I suddenly felt someone standing behind me. I didn't dare to turn around. I just stood still. Then it came. The whisper, the voice, " my dear Cassandra" I turned, but no one was there. Shit I'm going crazy.

I wanted to explore the room further but at the same time I felt the urge to leave. To get out of there. I felt that I had to gather my thoughts.

When I got outside it was dark, how long was I in there? How come I didn't notice the sun go or the time? Okay now it was getting  a bit creepy. I walked a bit when I sensed someone watching me from the window. Same as last time. But still I wasn't scared. I was curious. I just got overwhelmed before.  I think. This time I didn't turn to look at the window I just continued my way home.

At home everything was as it is, mom's in the kitchen and dad in the living room, I passed them both and went straight up to my room. I still felt unnerved by the room I saw. I wrote everything down in my diary and this time without noticing really, I automatically whispered good night before I fell a sleep.