Ghostly code

That girl…that girl, what was she to him? He could not bring himself to remember her at all. But that look in her eyes when I said I don't know her…It made him want to hit something with full force. Why did he care about that stranger anyway? He really didn't remember seeing her in his whole damn life. But still something about her seemed so familiar...even her scent was telling him so. I mean, okay he might have met her like…once, but she acted like they were really close. It made him wonder, not being able to stop thinking about her. Who was she, who was she?

It clearly made no sense to him. How in the world was it possible, her claiming she knew him without him remembering her at all? It was crazy shit…But what had him concerned was that in spite of his mind telling him she was a stranger all his senses said otherwise. Her voice was so enticing like he had been hearing it for years. Her silky touch just had sent shivers down his body even with that minor contact. The warmness her body emitted, even that seemed familiar. Why did something inside of him hurt seeing the tortured expression of that girl? No matter how much his heart showed that he had some feelings for her he could swear in his own life that he had never seen this girl before.

The girls were sitting on Anis' bed, not talking. The objects they had found at the observatory tower-a little wooden box with golden details and a map- were laid between them. They were facing each other not daring to try and touch what they had found.

'I didn't know that precautions had been taken, you know in case the rose was stolen.' Nefeli broke the silence finally.

'Mhm…any ideas on how we are supposed to open this thing?' Anis took the box in her hands tracing the beautiful lock that swirled around the whole item like vines with little golden roses here and there. At the front a cylinder divided in smaller parts that had letters on them was waiting for them to come up with the code.

'I think we are supposed to spin those little things in order to form the word that will open it.' Anis continued.

'No shit Sherlock…' Nefeli answered.

'Then why don't we start trying with words like triantafillon or rhode…'

'No!' Nefeli cut her 'We have only one try and if we put the wrong code then the content will be destroyed forever…and look there is a letter limit. We cannot just go putting any word, it has to have ten letters.' she weighed the box in her hands.

'And how will we open it? It's not like we have any information on what the code is…' she shook her head frustrated.

'I don't know…' she sighed.

'Wait if your ancestors did this isn't there any chance that a member of your family knows the code?' The pinkette got excited.

' No…all the previous pink roses are dead…that's when we take over, after the death of the one before us…' she looked at her friend with sad eyes. 'Well that happened with everyone apart for my granny…she was kicked out for allowing my mother do something…and my aunt took over.' She shrugged

'Ohh… I see…so now what, we go to a psychic and ask him to call your granny's spirit…?' she looked away frustrated 'We are never going to make it, there is no one we can talk to who at the same time is being alive.'she bit her lower lip.

The other girl shot up from the bed with a smile across her face. 'You're a genius!'

'I don't hear that a lot…I just pointed the obvious…' she grimaced.

'No Anis you don't understand, if there is no one alive that might know about the code…' she paused for emphasis. '…then all we have to do is talk to someone that has died.'

'Greaaat…' Anis tried not to sound scared. 'Just great…'

He was still thinking about that crazy encounter he had previously that night. Why couldn't he sleep no matter how hard he tried to? It was that girl's fault, he knew…It made him feel guilty, her teary eyes popped out of nowhere every time he tried to close his. Her voice whispering his name echoed in his ears. It was a real torture…but still he couldn't even recall her name. That's when he heard a noise. Someone was outside his window. He ran there opening it, only to see a girl in strange black clothes and two curly piggy tails. Maybe it was due to the moon, its silver light making her pale skin seem like it was glowing. Maybe it was that scent that hit his nostrils, like an unknown to the world flower…the rarest of all the roses.

'You can call me Ella.' She gave him a sweet smile as she caressed his cheek. His mouth was gaping as he was gazing at her face. She chuckled at how her velvety voice could get to him and make him follow every word her lips formed.

He was in love.

'Knights, guardians, stalkers, artificial people and now… ghosts?' Anis was walking in her room moving her hands hectically. 'Are you kidding me? What is next werewolves and vampires?' she yelled.

'No, no, no, don't be silly Anis…I don't think they would want to get involved…' Nefeli shook her head as if her commend was nothing special.

Anis gaped at her with eyes wide in shock. The other girl guffawed at the expression of her friend. 'I-it's fine…hahaha…I'm just joking, there is no such thing…at least not that I know of…' The blond girl managed to say in between her giggles.

'Now that was not funny at all!' the other punched her friend's arm

'Ouch…that hurt!' she rubbed her pained arm.

'That exactly was my intention…' she scowled.

'Okay, okay…listen carefully. You, of course, have heard about all those creepy stories and nasty rumours going on about that abandoned house on the hill. Not the church in the east part of it but the one that is build on top of it, the one that stands alone.' she made imaginary quotation marks with her middle and index fingers.

Anis nodded positively.

'Great…you know how everyone says it's hunted and kids at hallowing make bets on who will reach to the door without shitting themselves and stuff…That every night screams and crying is heard and some people even claimed to have seen a ghost there?' she raised both brows waiting for an answer.

'Mhm…' she had slightly freaked out…

'Yah…it's all true…' she shrugged

Anis snorted. 'It's like…hehe…like totally cool, mhm…totally…'she shook her head. '…and we'll…i don't know…' she grimaced '…go there?' she pressed her lips together.

The only thing she managed to do was to earn a blazing scowl from Nefeli. 'Do you love him?'

'Oh alright, let's go become ghost food…' she pouted.

'Ghosts do not eat people…' blondie exclaimed. '…but I can't say the same thing about your black knight, he is going to eat me alive if I get you out again at this time of the night, so this is going to be our quest for tomorrow.'she waved her hands.

'You'll stay here…I won't be able to sleep anyway and this way we can leave together for the hills in the morning.' She proposed.

'Sure…but first you have to know some things about her…I don't want you saying something that will potentially get us in trouble…'

'I understand…but before that, why do we go to her?' she questioned.

'Let me start from the beginning. That woman is linked to the flower with the strangest way...she died for it without actually having touched its thorns. She was alive when my grand mother was young-she had just turned twelve- and she had taken the title of the pink rose. Her beloved one had died and she tried to steal the Triantafillon a hundred times in order to use it for bringing him back but she always failed. She even begged for it a couple of times letting the guardian see how desperate she was but the flower was denied from her again, because bringing back people from the world of the dead is forbidden. The second time she kneeled in front of my granny-then already four months in the job- screaming in tears for it, she answered in a too harsh way, no-I don't blame her it was the only way to force her made the woman leave and never come back. But this was not because my gran had talked some sense into her but because she had died from crying. Imagine the guilt of a little girl that had to deal with the thought of being a killer…indirectly of course…but still.' she sighed. 'Her ghost wanders in the house since she could not rest in peace. Her soul can't go away unless someone frees her from the sadness she has for a burden and that endless hate towards my family…she may know something.'She let out a long breath.

'And what could I possibly say to make matters worse since she already hates you?' Anis raised both of her brows. Another glare from Nefeli made her shut up and reach for her blanket.

DAY 2

Anis is Anis and she will always continue to be so…She couldn't sleep…Yeah right…the tough part was definitely not falling asleep but actually waking up. Nefeli had to take away the sheets, threaten and finally spill a glass of water in her friend's face before she actually woke up. She was yawning even after taking a shower and used the excuse that she slept late- it was just 4:30 and she was out upon touching her pillow-and waking up so early- for God's sake it was nine o'clock!- was not her thing.
The blond girl had her driver take them at the hill, or at least as far as they could go with the car. They continued on foot, following the barely seen winding road. It was as if it didn't exist with all of the grass getting on it, covering most of it making hardly noticeable that in was made from stone. They stood out of the huge, black door. The railings were a bit rusty at some points and the perished ivy swirling around them made everything scarier. It was no help that the sun was hidden behind clouds that day. They got in…Everything was so sad in there, every single plant dead or covered with seeds. A cold gush of wind made Anis shiver and hug herself. Why did the weather have to be so bad this day? Yesterday it was all sunny…They climbed the stony stairs to the house's door. It had a heavy knocker on it at the shape of a fleur-de-lis. Nefeli gently pushed the door that despite its weight opened easily making a high squeak that send shivers down the girl's spines.

So what do you think? Was it good? Let me know by leaving a review…it will make me get down to work cause I'll know you're still reading this…Pffft big exams coming up so I am studying all the time…it might slow me down a little bit…See ya next chaptaO.O.

Love,

Q.V.O.O