Chapter 2= Sundown and Sunrise
"BEEP…BEEEEEEPPP…BEEEEEEEEPP…BEEE_!" I slammed down the button on the stupid thing. It was now 7 and school starts at 8 am, so I got some time, and since when did I ever sleep and in peace? I shook my thoughts away as I sat up. The curtains were drawn already, how? Oh dear lord I am going to be living in a freaking haunted house. Great!
I got up and swung my feet over onto the cold flooring. I looked at the clock on the side table to see the time and to my shock there sat my book of shadows, black and plain. I rubbed my eyes. What in the freaking lord's name was going on?
I grabbed the book roughly form the side table and opened it to find the crumpled piece of paper smoothened out and placed back into the book between two pages, on the page there was note saying;
'Dear Rebecca or should I say Arianna as I've heard you prefer that name? Anyways I just wanted to say sorry for trashing your room and borrowing your book without your permission but I needed to take it and hide it quickly and I have returned it now as it is safe presently and I suggest that you hide it from now on or keep it on you. I'm guessing that you have already figured out that the house you live in is also occupied by more than two energy forces both physical and spiritual, including me and not all are wishing you well. Watch your back, trust no one and always close the door after sundown, before it's too late.
Looking out for you, 'E.F'
E.F, who could she/he be? And more than one energy force, both physical and spiritual. Well E.F is spiritual and the strong presence that is threatening is spiritual as well. Elizabell is physical and I'm physical but not all mean well and not to trust anyone?
Who am I to trust if I can't even trust myself to keep my cool and not let my demon Rebecca loose? I wonder if there are other spiritual energy forces besides those two. Well there must be after all this is a house full of generations, so a few spirits must have stayed.
But the words that stuck with me the most were; 'Always close the door before sundown before it's too late'
The door! That must be it, the spirit can't enter the room unless the door is open, that is why it never came for me both times, and when the door closed last night it must have been 'E.F', she/he closed the door for me before it was too late but why sun down? And how did she/he close the door?
I need to do research. I wonder if I could skip school. No not the first day, maybe the second.
Sundown, sun down, sun down hmmmm… oh shit its 7:45 a.m. already SHIT! I ran to the wardrobe and pulled on black knee length jeans, black converse and a red baggy t-shirt. I grabbed a bag and threw my book of shadows in it and a pen with a copy book, then I rushed down stairs.
I didn't even see the lady. I just ran out of the house and thank god it wasn't raining. I ran and ran for god knows how long until I finally came to see a building that was well…big enough I guess, anyways who cares. I ran straight to the office and asked for my schedule and then back out the door looking for my class.
The bell had gone a long time ago and by the time I made it to class, I had already missed half of the period, and well I'd be damned!
I took a deep breath and tried to calm down my ferocious breathing pattern that I had going right now. I braced myself and pushed open the door but with too much force and basically tipped into the class then fell onto my face with a loud 'BANG!'
I heard several laughs, snorts and giggles mostly from the popular girls I'm guessing. I stood up and rubbed my forehead while saying "Good morning, sorry I'm late sir"
The fat woman with lots of moles, a beard and with short hair looked like a man but I guess it was a she. Ooops, my bad. The teacher glared at me and all I could say was "sorry thought this was Mr Conroy's class miss, my bad, I'll just be going then, sorry for the interruption" I said with a smile while trying to back out of the class.
"I see Ms Jones, I totally understand but there is not a Mr Conroy in this school not even the town" the fat woman stated a fact quite snidely.
"Take a seat and since you tried to skip class and came late you are going to have detention on the first day of school" she said to me then motioned for me to sit in the only empty seat which was in between a group of blonds that feel they are so hot. They looked at me nastily and rolled their eyes when I passed. What the hell is that supposed to mean and what the hell I do to you bitch? I wanted to say keep rolling your eyes one day it would stick there, but I didn't but I guess it wouldn't hurt since I am already getting detention, but nah I shouldn't waste my breath on such low people and I shouldn't sink to their levels of idiocy.
I sat down and for the rest of the school day it went slow, boring and the bitches wouldn't stop looking at me and giggling like little freaks. Good thing I'm a nice witch or they would be toads by now. I slept through most of the periods and anything that I picked up on came in one ear and went out the next.
It was lunch time and I decided to go to the library and look up stuff about sun down and spiritual energy forces.
Well I got nothing except sundown is when the light goes and dark ness over comes, what the hell is that supposed to mean? Wait.
Darkness over comes, oh I see now; when the sun goes evil awakens and that is when I must be most careful and that is when things started happening yesterday; at sundown around 7:45 when I found the pictures. Now it makes sense, well a little bit but who is E.F? And why is the house full of darkness? Another mystery, yay, I'm not really feeling so up to it, if it wasn't for the old hag, I would run away but she needs help and what would happen to old Elizabell Franklin if I left her in a haunted house?
Wait a minute…E for Elizabell and F for Franklin, OMG the old lady is a spirit, wait what the hell am I saying? No she is not a spirit, I'm confused.
While I was sitting in a chair being confused I looked up Spiritual energies, and forces etc. on the internet. It took me some time to find reliable information; it saidthat, some spirits suck the life force out of living beings, making the human being weak, frail and older than the persons' normal ages. The spirit from the human is either killed or locked away in items, some spirits are strong enough to still roam the earth even though their body has been stolen before they passed away.
It is said that witches of long ago used to live for thousands of years through other peoples' bodies, making them powerful and partially immortal until the witches new body is destroyed and her spirit is locked away, for she is too powerful to actually kill, witches like these who spirits are locked away can be released and used for bad deeds but it was never recorded to have happened in a long time.
After lunch ended and another set of boring classes past it was time for detention and guess what I wasn't the only one. There were about five men, I mean men, there was no way for them to be under 19 years; they were tall, huge, well-built and drop dead gorgeous, I wouldn't be surprised if my eyes were bulging out of their sockets and drool running down my chin but luckily there wasn't.
I quickly turned my head away from the group and looked back down at the science worksheet about atoms and everything about them. I did the questions easily; just because I didn't pay attention in class didn't mean I was stupid, all I did was study at home that's all.
After I finished the paper the teacher announced that we had an hour more of staying here, there were a lot of grunts from the guys but before they could argue Ms Daisy was called to go do something, she eyed us down one by one with what I presume was supposed to be a glare before leaving us students alone for detention.
They guys huffed in frustration while I put my feet on top of the table and kick backed. I relaxed myself, put my hands behind my head and closed my eyes. Then I got to thinking; I have an evil spirit, most likely a dead witch's spirit that is out to suck my magic and life out of me. How do I stop the very powerful spirit? I have no freaking idea.
I'm a good witch, a strong one for my age and really good at doing rituals and making potions but locking away bad spirits just isn't my thing. I gave out an exasperated sigh. Maybe I could sneak out of here, there are windows that I could open and jump out from since we are on the first floor and no one is around at this time and I've already decided to skip school tomorrow so I don't have to deal with them until Wednesday.
The guys to my right huddled up in a group all trying to do the worksheet to no avail. I could tell that they didn't know squat, maybe I should help…nahhh.
I got out of my seat and picked up my bag, swung it onto my shoulders and walked over to the nearest window. I pulled it open, now this action caught the attention of the men, I could feel their eyes looking at me. I swung my legs over and out the window. I looked left and right; the coast was clear, so I began to walk casually around the block, all was going well until, BAM!
I walked into something resulting with my ass on the floor. Ouch, that hurt. I rubbed my forehead while I got off of the floor for the second time today. I looked up to see a man with black hair, brown eyes and a fairly nice build, I presume that he was the one that I walked into but it wasn't him that I was afraid of but the angry looking woman, Ms Daisy. OHH SHIT!
Time Lapse
"What were you thinking Rebecca? Did you even do your paper?" Ms Daisy went on and on, we were back in the class room for detention. I sat in my seat again but this time I wasn't relaxed. I was quite agitated and the only thing that I heard her say was Rebecca, Rebecca…that name kept going through my mind, giving me a splitting head ache. The demon inside me was awakening once again and she wanted out as usual. My fists tightened and I stared blankly at the woman before me.
I could feel her breaking the chains that held her down deep within my brain, she was winning and I was struggling to keep her in. My body vibrated ever so lightly with the build-up of anger within me.
"REBECCA!" the woman screamed and that pushed me over the edge. 'That's it' I heard the familiar voice in my head that haunts me every night. 'Set me free, I'll handle all your problems for you' said Rebecca as she pushed pass all of my sanity, she was about to make it to the surface when I felt the terrible, cold, dark energy that Rebecca always brought with her. I snapped out of it and pushed her down 'nooo!' I heard her scream with my head but she was now long gone but not the anger, it still boiled in my veins.
"MY NAME IS ARIANNA, NOT REBECCA!" I shouted at the woman as I threw the table in front of me somewhere. The woman had a startle expression that soon turned to fear. She was frozen in her spot; I grabbed my bag and darted out of the room at the speed of light.
It was raining but I had a sense of where I was going. I don't know when I ended up in the woods but I just kept going. Heart racing and anger running through my veins, I was fuelled with the emotions anger and rage, a bit of Rebecca had gotten to me in the class room and I was sure that I was about to set her free but luckily I had locked her away again.
I fell to my knees where I tried to catch my breath. I opened my eye for the first time in about 20 minutes. I was in a graveyard, surrounded by the woods, it had about a hundred or more tombs, each were covered by dirt and overgrown plants.
I walked over to the nearest tomb, it was entitled Roosevelt Franklin 1781- 1836, it was very old looking but a very beautiful tomb stone none the less. I looked at every tomb for god knows how long, each one was a Franklin and they all died at an old age except for one, Elizabell Franklin 1791- 1811, only at 20, most of the women died in either the 50's and later but never less, this was very strange but I was getting the feeling that the Franklins were witches; they were an only women family and lived in an old time house, and wore a lot of black and took family portraits and had lots of generations. That had 'witch' written all over it.
But Elizabell of 1791 died very young compared to the ages that witches usually die at. Hmmm… something is strange about this. I looked up for the first time in a while, the rain had stopped and the weather was cold and misty.
The roof of a building I saw not too far away and a quarter of the setting sun was seen behind the house. A SETTING SUN! Shit, I need to get into the house before it's too late.
I ran and ran towards the house, minutes ago I had realised that the house was the Franklins' house, with their graves not too far away from the house.
My heart was racing, my feet were killing me and my muscles struggling to get too the house before dark.
I made it up the porch steps breathing heavily. The sun could no longer be seen but a little light was still around, I flung the door open and ran inside noisily.
"Elizabell?" I called…no reply. I ran into the kitchen, no one was there so I then went into the living room where I felt relieved to see a sleeping Ms Franklin on the couch. She was still and very silent; I didn't even see her body move from breathing. The sight of a deadly still old lady struck fear into my bones. I walked slowly over to her still body and gently touched her hand, to my horror it was cold like ice. I tried to feel her pulse; my hands were shaking but I still tried to feel her pulse, after about a minute I felt her pulse, it was very faint but she was alive.
I felt the weight of the world lift off of my shoulders after realising that she was alive. I relaxed my body but still had my guard up, that's when I heard a crashing sound up stairs.
I didn't know what it was but it scared the crap out of me to the point where I couldn't even move. I was frozen still and I heard total silence that scared me even more. My breathing was heavy and my mouth was dry, my body shook with fear. I could feel the horrendous presence just above then in speed of light it moved from above me right into the woman before me, but the strength of the spirit depleted miraculously but I could still feel it. It was within the woman's body, that person was no longer Elizabell and I knew it, she was being possessed.
I stood up with my head held high looking down at the frail body only a few feet away from me.
Her eyes shot open revealing the bright taunting blue crystal clear eyes. A small sweet and sincere looking smile appeared on her face.
"Hello Arianna, how are you today?" she asked genuinely, too genuine. I swallowed the lump in my throat and answered as strongly as possible.
"fffiine" I stuttered, most definitely not strongly. "Well good night" I rushed the last part out, grabbed my bag and ran upstairs without looking back. Most people with a brain would have just run out of the door and never return to this town but not me because god must have forgotten to give me a brain.
I dashed up the stairs and skipped several steps, when I reached the corridor I just ran straight to my room and slammed the door shut. My breathing uneven and hard, I slid down the door tot eh ground. My room looked just the same as I had left it. After I had relaxed myself, I raised myself off of the ground and walked over to my bed.
I sat on it and let everything that I learned today sink in. The house belongs to a family of witches with a grave yard close by, a witch long ago died shockingly at a young age, Ms Elizabell Franklin the present is being possessed by an evil witch's spirit and I'm stuck here. What do I do?
After a few minutes I heard the footsteps again and they stopped right by my door, I had a feeling that every night this will happen. I felt the strength of this spirit but for an odd reason it didn't strike fear into me like it used to. I felt safe and I knew that for some reason it would never be able to get into the rooms.
I had many unanswered questions like: Why can't it enter any of the rooms unless the door is open? Does Elizabell know what is going on? Is Elizabell even alive or is she just a body being drained and used? Is E.F the witch who died many years ago? How do I have anything to with all of this?
I sat in bed and stared at the door for the entire night, I didn't make a sound, I didn't let my guard down, I didn't move, I just looked at the door and paid all of my attention to the spirit that waited for me to walk into its trap. When the sun began to show itself to Forks and La Push the presence disappeared but I still didn't move. I had decided since yesterday not to go to school today and I hadn't changed my mind. I would fake sick and explore the rest of the house, until I figured out how to get rid of this spirit or as the site on the internet said, I need to lock it away.
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Will update in about a week:)
