Authors Note: I don't own the characters or even the original idea. I write this for fun and because it stop the voices (haha) – Please R&R
Chapter Two
As I climb the steps to the front door my hands are moist and I swear they are shaking.
"Come on get a grip!" I snap at myself. I slide the key into the lock and it opens with a satisfying thud. Pushing it open with my foot I carry my bags over the threshold. Booting the door closed behind me it slams shut.
"Sorry" I call out as I drop my bags at the foot of the stairs and sigh. "Well here I am for the next few weeks." I drop the keys onto the side board and head into the kitchen.
"After that drive I need some serious caffeine."
As I enter the large kitchen with it's blue walls and black counters, I notice a piece of paper taped to the refrigerator.
"Great, they still think I am sixteen." I snatch up the note and start to read.
Hope you made it here safely.
There is some food in the refrigerator and you know where the store is.
Thank you so much for looking after the house while we are away.
Darling, use this time to relax, you need it.
All our love
Dad and Delia.
"Thanks, I suppose." I scrunch up the note and throw it on the counter.
Removing my sunglasses, I slide them onto my top. I rub my tired eyes and try to work out what I am going to do.
A noise above me makes me look up.
"Hum, guess they must be here." I shrug and head back into the hallway. Kneeling in front of my handbag I route around for a small paper bag. Another thud from above me, makes me smile. Taking the small bag I head up the stairs to the attic.
Standing before the white door I knock twice. I hear some thudding and several things being knocked over. Placing my hand on the door knob I turn it while stating.
"It's me." I step into the attic and it's like I haven't left.
Right in the middle of the room is a large replica of Winter River, dust sheets still cover the two sofas and in the corner is a small T.V.
"Hello!" I call, as I walk towards the miniature of the town. "It's me. I heard you thudding about so I know you're here."
"Oh my." A female voice states from behind me. I turn on my heels and look into a pair dark brown eyes, which become wide. "Oh my!"
"Wow I have missed you, Barbara!" I blink several times, to try and stop the tears from falling.
"Oh Lydia, I have missed you too." She bites her lip. "Adam, guess who is here!"
"That can't be Lydia, I mean. . .Wow your beautiful." Adam states as he looks me up and down.
"Thanks." I glance at the floor and tuck a piece of dyed black hair behind my ear. "I has been a while, nearly eleven years I think."
"I can't believe it's that long." Adam pushes his glasses further up his nose. Barbara has tilted her head to the side and a slight frown has formed on her young face.
"It has been." I pause. "Oh, I go you theses." I hold the paper bag out to him. "I took some new photos of the town and picked up some brushes and paints for you." Adam smiles and looks like a child at Christmas.
"Thank you Lydia." He looks into the bag and walks away to the model of the town.
"Lydia what are you doing here, your last email said that things were going really well in New York?" Barbara has guided me to the sofa and we both sit down.
"Things are going brilliantly, I just thought it would be nice to see you both as I haven't seen you for a long time." I tap my fingers against my legs. "Also Dad and Delia asked if I could watch the house while they are away. I have no clue why they asked me, I mean your here."
"Your step mother said that they needed someone who can be seen, to watch the house." Barbara shrugs.
"Makes sense, I guess." I sigh. "How have things been for you?"
"Good!" Both Barbara and Adam shout at the same time.
"Oh" I say quietly.
I can't shake this feeling that they are not telling me something. I can feel that something is wrong. I felt it as soon as I stepped into the house.
I should never have agreed to come back – only bad things happen in this house.