Silhouette Dreams
Adonia sat at her desk, waiting impatiently for the bell to ring. She had already put away her notebook and was tapping her pen on the desk to pass the time. Everyone in her english class were all talking to each other. It's not that she had no friends or that she wasn't outgoing, people just were too different from her. She stared at the clock, watching it's every move. Beeeeeep. The moment she heard that glorious sound, she jumped out of her seat and headed towards her locker. As she walked quickly around corners, her bohemian looking skirt flowed along with her long, wavy, brown hair.
21 7 13, she thought in her head as she was turning the combination on her locker. Ironically, those were some of her favorite numbers. She tossed everything she didn't need in her locker and just grabbed her drawing and writing notebooks and closed her locker. She jumped to find someone standing right next to her. Whom was hiding behind her locker door.
"Did I startle you?" The person said with a smirk. Adonia rolled her eyes and started walking away.
"What do you want, David?" David and Adonia had been enemies since the sixth grade. He just always teased her for anything he could think of.
"Oh nothing," he said following her, "going to go to the cemetery to draw dead people crawling from the graves again? Or maybe sit by a willow tree and paint a picture of dead bodies floating in the pond while crying?" Adonia rolled her eyes once again.
"Of course. I love spending my Thursday's that way! Then, maybe i'll go to your house later on and slit my wrists right in front of you and let my blood drop all over you!" She said with a sarcastic, ecstatic smile. She quickly wiped the smile away and walked away leaving David disgusted.
Adonia stepped foot onto the lawn right outside of her high school and walked to a huge tree where she normally met her best friend, Aimee. She saw Aimee sitting on the ground with her legs stretched out. Adonia smiled to herself.
"You took long enough." Aimee said as Adonia approached her.
"Sorry. David stopped me the hallway on my way here. Don't worry though. I don't think he'll bother me again until at least tomorrow." They laughed and Aimee stood up and began walking with Adonia. They were soon off school grounds and walking through the small town Adonia called, Creepersville.
"Oh, I forgot to tell you. I can't come hang with you today. My boss called right after school and said she wanted me to work. I'm sorry." Adonia sighed.
"It's okay. I'll figure out something to do. Maybe I'll go to the art gallery, I don't know." They approached the White Rain Café, which is where Aimee works.
"Alright. Well, don't get into too much trouble without me." They laughed.
"I'll try. See you tomorrow." Adonia said as she walked away. She had no idea what she was going to do. She just didn't want to go home. There's definitely nothing to do there. She then came across the cemetery and decided to cut through there to get to the old side of town. She had realized that she hadn't walked through that part of town for a really long time. A couple years possibly. Everything looked the same except for the fact that the grass was taller and the houses looked slightly older.
She wasn't really paying attention to where she was going. She just let the wind take her. She suddenly stopped and turned. She saw a large gate that was keeping a mansion like home on the other side of it. It was very antique and so beautiful to her. There were large trees by the home, perfect for climbing. She didn't even care that she was wearing a skirt. She wanted to climb them anyways. She walked up to the gate and realized that it was already slightly opened. Happy at her success of getting in so easily, she continued up the driveway. Although her destination was the trees she saw, she couldn't help, but to continue going up to the house.
She approached the door slowly, but with confidence. She peered through the window to see what was inside. It looked well taken care of shockingly. It looked even more beautiful inside than it did on the outside. The thing that caught her eye was the large staircase ahead. The kind you would see in a movie where the setting was in a grand hall. She grew very eager and wanted to get inside very badly to explore. She had brought her camera with her as always and was ready to take amazing pictures. She then knew that she would love to come to this place more often as an escape.
She walked back over to the door, but it was stuck. She started getting disappointed and began loosing hope. Until the door slightly cracked open as if the wind lightly touched it in her favor. Yes, she was a little scared, but only to make her curiosity grow. She walked inside and closed the door quietly behind. She didn't even think about what her parents were thinking. It's autumn, which means the sun goes down earlier than it did in the summer. Her parents were a little iffy about her staying out at night. Even though she's seventeen and almost out of school.
Stairs, candles, grand piano, furniture, beautiful paintings were all around her. It was pretty close to being dark outside and it was quite dark inside for there were no lights on. She ignored the fact for she could still see fairly well. Even though the sky was cloudy. She continued up the stairs until she had the choice to go either left or right on the second floor. She chose right, which led to another set of stairs. She walked down the long, dark hallway. All of the doors were closed and locked. Suddenly, she heard a soft, sudden movement. She looked behind her and saw that as she walked by the wall, candles began lighting up. She was definitely starting to freak out. She may watch an extraordinary amount of horror movies and read the same genre books, but things like this don't happen in real life. Those are only fiction.
Without paying attention, she bumped into a door in front of her. This startled her. She hesitated attempting to open the door, thus being because she now had fear running through her veins. She took a deep breath and tried to push it aside. She put her hand on the cold knob and turned it. It actually turned and the door opened. Ahead of her was another set of stairs, which looked like heading up to an attic. Adonia wasn't sure why, but a gut feeling told her to continue on.
She walked up all the stairs and finally reached the top. She looked around slightly and realized that all the windows were covered up by black curtains that were tightly tied to a knob coming from the wall. There was very little light in the room. A few candles here and there were lit. There wasn't much up there. A box here and there, a dresser, clothes on the floor and a simple bed. Adonia felt like her heart stopped beating. She hesitated to breath and her eyes grew large. She noticed that on the bed was someone lying in it. She slowly and very quietly walked over to the bed to make sure she wasn't seeing things.
She definitely wasn't seeing things. There in the bed, tangled in the sheets, lied a man. He looked her age, pale skin, shaggy black hair, and very handsome. Adonia felt frozen and didn't know what to do. The only thing she could think of was to back away as quietly as possible. She started walking backwards on her tiptoes because she was wearing black, 30s looking man, dress shoes, but with a two inch heel on them. She kept going until she reached the door. She made sure not to take her eye off of him. Just to make sure he wasn't going to notice her presence.
As Adonia finally approached the door, she gasped and turned around when she discovered she bumped into someone. When she turned around, she say a middle-aged man, in a suit, with a stern look on his face. Adonia couldn't help, but to scream, thus awaking the man that was sleeping.
"What's going on," the guy said as he rubbed the sleep from his eyes. Adonia couldn't speak. She just pushed the man out of the way and ran as fast as she could out of the house. She didn't look back until she reached the gate at the bottom of the long driveway. When she looked back, she noticed the guy standing in his bedroom window, the same one that was sleeping. Something deep down inside wanted her to stay there, but as she saw the front door open, she kept running. She never found out who opened the door, but she didn't care to stick around to find out.
Adonia crept up to her front door and tried to get inside without making a scene. She just ran the majority of the way back home and was out of breath and a little sweaty. She took a few deep breaths and walked inside. She tried to get up the stairs before any of her parents noticed her return home, but that plan failed.
"Adonia?" She let out a sigh and rolled her eyes when she heard her mother's call. She stopped and turned around and looked towards the living room, which was to the left of the stairs.
"Where were you? We saw Aimee working tonight and she said she didn't know where you were." Adonia stepped down the three steps she had managed to escape to.
"I went walking around town. I made it home before curfew." By this time, her father was standing by her mother's side. He gave her one of those, "you should know better," kind of looks.
"I'm going upstairs." Adonia just said. She didn't really feel like getting a lecture that night. Besides, she hears it all the time and also the fact that she just broke into someone's house and was just scared out of it. She could hear her parents sigh in the distance. She wanted to tell them what happened that night, but she only knew that she would just get in trouble.
She went up to her room and locked the door. She laid on her bed and stared at the ceiling. She was so curious as to what was going on in that house. That mansion had been abandoned for so many years. She had no idea that someone lived there. Let alone someone that would actually dare to live there. There had been rumors that the mansion was haunted. Although, she wasn't too surprised. The boy that lived there seemed like the kind of person that would like to live in a place like that. In fact, Adonia didn't necessarily mind living in that house. She's not a dark person, but she is very artistic and she could imagine a lot of good coming out of that place. There were fantastic paintings and sculptures everywhere and it had an old, vintage feel to it. She really liked it.
As she laid there, she began thinking about the boy she saw upstairs. For once, she was eager to learn more about him. There aren't many people like Adonia in the small town she lives in. There's mostly rich people who think they're better than everyone and don't appreciate the little things. Everyone always talks about the way she dresses. Yes, she makes her own clothes. She loved her clothes. She also got a lot of her clothes from vintage stores that were very rare to find around there. She normally stuck to dark colored clothing. Not necessarily black, but things like, deep red, forest green, midnight blue, brown, and the occasional black. She loved her artsy style and didn't care what people thought about it.
Adonia was suddenly taken away from her thoughts. She sat up on her bed and sat on the edge. She got off her bed and knelt by the bed. She reached underneath her bed and pulled out her long, black keyboard. After she set the keyboard aside, she brought out the stand that it went on. She set up the keyboard and sat on her bed. She had learned how to play the piano when she was little and now wrote her own music. It was only instrumental though. She had been in choirs before, but she felt that the sound of the piano only was beautiful alone. She had wrote a song called Silhouette Dreams previously a couple years ago. She loved playing this song for creative motivation. It was a slow, soft song that was played in a minor key (sweet and non-dramatic). Although, she did think it would be absolutely perfect if there was a violin added to it.
Suddenly, as she thought about a violin being added into the background, the wind began to blow. The strange thing was that the whistling of the wind sounded exactly like a violin. Even stranger, it fit perfectly with the song she was playing. Adonia immediately stopped playing at looked at her window. The window was open, but she had left it open this morning. She looked at the window quizzically and stood up and walked over to the windowsill. Outside her window, she saw all the stars shining bright and the moon looking beautiful as always. Then, she looked down on her lawn and saw someone standing there. She gasped slightly. She tried to figure out who it was and realized that it looked a lot like the boy she saw sleeping at the mansion.
She quickly ran away from the window and rushed downstairs. As she ran past the living room, her parents grew concerned. They attempted to ask where she was going, but she was already out of the door. By the time she reached to her lawn, he was gone. She stood on her lawn disappointed. She walked to her sidewalk and looked both ways, but didn't see anyone walking her way or walking in the other direction. This only made her wonder more and more about this guy. I have to do go back. She thought to herself, but she realized that it was getting really late and she had to get up early for school the next day. She just decided to go back after school, but she wasn't quite sure how much longer she could handle the wait.