AN: Hey guys sorry for the late update - I was actually thinking of permanently stopping this fanfiction however I'm going to try and stick through it. However, I could definitively use some reviews to tel me that you guys want me to continue this~ So please review and constructive criticism is always appreciated ~ Enjoy!
Paranoia
My confusion drove me forward and I pushed the door inward. Just enough so I could peak into the dark room. Everything was covered in darkness. Miza's shoes were carelessly thrown down near the door and the items in her school bag were strewn across the floor. My heart started pounding for an entirely different reason than before. My skin started prickling and my ears pounding. I pushed the door open and I took a step into her house. Suddenly very aware of the overbearing silence.
Everything felt cold and deserted. I felt as if nobody had been through that part of the house for a long time. But that was silly because Miza was still in the house.
"Miza?"
I started through the house, making sure to avoid stepping on any of her school items thrown on the floor. I decided to take a peek inside of the kitchen on my way towards the stairs to see if she was in there. She wasn't.
"Miza."
I tried calling out her name again as I entered the living room and came upon the stairs that led to the second floor. The room was deathly silent much like the rest of the house. When my voice broke that silence it felt wrong.
"She probably couldn't hear me or maybe she overslept? Yeah that was it! She had to have overslept."
I made my way up the stairs my sense hyper aware of every creak and sound they made.
"Of course! She was probably sad after what I told her and wanted to sleep in a little today. Well, I'll just have to talk to her about it and tell her everything's okay."
My voice was taking on a slightly hysterical note as I entered the second floor and headed towards her bedroom. Her door was closed.
"Okay Miza?"
I waited for a couple of seconds hoping for a response. None came.
"Miza, I'm going to open the door okay? Don't try and jump kick me like you did last time. Okay?"
There was no answer as I reached out my hand to grasp the door handle and I hesitated only slightly from the resounding silence. As I grasped the handle a shock went through my body from the contrast of my body heat and its coldness. It was a shock I won't soon forget.
Slowly I opened the door, a creak echoed throughout the hallway. However, whatever I was expecting to find wasn't there. Of all the things that I thought I was going to come across it wasn't what I found. It makes me wonder what I did think I was going to find – how dark had my thoughts been even then as I tried to trick myself into thinking I didn't know what I was going to find.
When I opened that door the light blinded me, my eyes having grown used to the darkness of the rest of the house. I blinked repeatedly trying to readjust them as quickly as I could. And that's when I found Miza, sleeping with her back towards me.
"Oh thank god!"
I let out a breath I didn't even know I was keeping. Miza was fine! She was just sleeping! Of course she was! I started to laugh thanking every being out there that she was alright.
"Oh Miza! You won't believe what I thought had happened to you!"
I smiled and made my way over to her to wake her up.
"Miza! Wake Up! Hahahaha! I thought I'd really messed up Miza! But now everything's going to be okay. I'm gonna tell you what I did wrong and you don't have to ever want to see me again because everything will be o-"
I reached out to touch her shoulder shaking her slightly but she didn't wake up.
"Miza!"
I shook her harder this time trying to get some kind of response out of her.
"Miza, Wake up!"
I shook her harder and my breathing caught as she fell to the floor.
Facing me her eyes were cold and held a distant glaze over them. They were staring at me, staring into my soul. Her skin was so pale and so cold looking. She almost looked like she was sleeping she was so quite. Except for the fact that she wasn't breathing….and there was a dagger sticking out of her torso.
That was the first time I ever screamed from true terror.