Summary: A storm forces three girls on a road trip to make a pit stop at one of the girls aunts creepy house. But end up making aunties old place into a motel. What they don't know is that they're in there with two ghosts? R & R
Title: Motel K.A.L
Chapter 1: Be Thankful
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"Wow, look at this dump." Lydia said, looking up at the old home in front of us.
April and me looked at each other and then back at Lydia; April put her arm around Lydia's shoulder and walked towards the house. "Don't be so judgmental," she muttered opening the front door. "Be thankful my aunt let us crash at this place, or do you want to sleep in the car during this storm?"
Lydia glared at April, "I don't roll that way April, you might but I don't. We could've stayed at the motel back there."
I shook rolled my eyes, "Do you have money, Lydia? No? I didn't think so. Do April or me have money? No! So stop complaining, we got a place to stay, a roof over our head to keep us dry till the rain passes and some food inside…" I glanced at April, "There is it food right?"
April shrugged, "I haven't been here since I was like eight or nine."
Lydia dropped her bag at the entrance and looked around, the place was huge, dark and somewhat dusty. April looked around for the light switch and I just stood that the front door holding April's backpack. Lydia sneezed and found the lights by accident; dim lights, that looked like they were about to go out, lighted the room. The living room was pretty big, the kitchen and dinning room was connected to the living room and there was a room across the living room with the stairs for upstairs next to it.
The house gave a creepy feeling off, but April didn't seem to mind at all. No big surprise, she lived off terror and creepy stuff. April is my half sister, so I knew her better that Lydia. I do know that Lydia is more of the girly girl, shopping and make-up is how she lives. I am a tomboy and not that into bloody horror and what not, but still liked it every now and then.
"So who want the bottom room?" April asked trying to get a conversation started.
"How about no-o," I muttered. "Let's go look upstairs…"
"Yeah, that sounds like a great idea." Lydia muttered sarcastically. We practically had to drag Lydia upstairs to come with us.
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Fucking rain drenched my cigarettes!
Royce threw his bran new pack out on the muddy grass. Dennis was next to him, muttering and cursing under his breath; he was soaked from head to toe, much like Royce.
Where the fuck are we going to go to stay out of this stupid rain, clairvoyant!
How would I know, look around us Royce, do you see where we are? In the middle of nowhere!
Not completely, Royce grinned and pointed down the road, I think we have a winner.
Great…---
"We're only staying here until the rain passes, yeah it's April's aunt's place. This place is real creepy, but I'll get through it honey." Lydia was on the phone with her boyfriend back home. "I'll miss you. No, I'll miss you more. No, I—"
"STOP HOGGING THE PHONE WOMAN!" April yelled from the living room, she was watching Nightmare On Elm Street movies. Lydia yelled something back; I walked into the living room, popcorn and marshmallows in my hands, and sat next to her. She grabbed the marshmallows and popcorn and mixed them together; I shrugged it off and grab some of the mixture. "Jeez, she needs to get off that phone! It's not like they're going to die if they don't talk to each other."
"Well, who knows we might be like that when we can keep a guy longer that three weeks." I answered; a cold blast of air hit the back of my neck. I looked over my shoulder and saw the front door opened, "did you leave the door open?"
"What?" April turned her head and also saw the front door wide open. "No, I locked it, I remember clearly…unless I dreamt it."
I shook my head, "Nice." Jumping off the couch and walked over towards the door, looked outside to see if anyone was there, not seeing anyone I shrugged and locked the door behind me.
Lydia came down the stairs and glared at me, "What's you twos problem? I was on the phone! Do you know how rude it is to interrupt someone's phone conversation!? Even more rude if you disrupt MY phone calls!"
"Sorry, but you're preaching at the wrong person." I pointed into the living room; Lydia glared one last time at me and went into the living room. I heard the television turn off and April whined that she was missing the best part; Lydia gave April the same speech she gave me. I walked towards the living room and leaned against the wall, listening to April and Lydia start arguing with each other.
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Looks like he hit the jackpot, three girls and two ghosts…I like this.
Dennis glared at Royce; Don't get any ideas princy.
Chill man, I won't fuck with them…physically anyways, you dig? Royce looked back at the girl who closed the door. Her shoulder length black hair was tainted with blood red streaks, her black shirt hugged her chest and her baggy blue jeans were tight around her ass.
Dennis walked towards the living room and saw the other two girls arguing, one had dirty blond hair and the other had light brown hair with light blond highlights. The blond was wearing a low cut skirt and white tank top; the other was wearing jeans and a muscle shirt. Looks like those two are arguing about something.
Great a catfight, haven't seen one in 60 years, lets sit back and watch.
I don't think so. Dennis grabbed Royce's arm and they walked upstairs; they looked around and found an empty room. Well stay in there, looks like none of those girls are in here.
Fine, now if you don't mind I'm going to watch that catfight.
Royce disappeared and Dennis sighed, Kids.
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"Hey now, Lydia, chill. It's not going to hurt giving the phone a rest, you've been on it since we got here." I said. April had enough of Lydia's bitching, so she went to her room to watch television up there, leaving me with the phone psycho.
"Don't get into things you don't understand, Kathy, you're sixteen so you wouldn't know how it is having a long term relationship." Lydia hissed walking past me and up stairs.
I sighed; picking the bowl of snacks up, threw them in the thrash and washed the bowl before going back upstairs. I shut the lights off from downstairs and headed into April's room; she was still watching the Nightmare on Elm Street marathon. She smiled at me and patted a spot on her bed, "Hey kiddo, sorry about leaving you down there with Satan's seed from hell."
"Remind me why we brought her with us?" I asked, a little peeved.
"She had money, and she threatened to blackmail me if I didn't bring her with us to see her boy toy." April said grabbing a pillow and throwing it on the floor.
She put the pillow against the side of the bed and rested on the floor; I stayed in bed and laid my head on my arm. "And she's your friend how?"
April laughed, "I don't know, but she's not always a bitch, right?"
"I guess."
"Ok then, now let's watch some movies."