Hi Everyone! Here's the next chapter and it's creepier than ever. Enjoy!

Warning: character death

It had been two weeks since Blaine had brought Marley into the manor. Kurt had been afraid at first, he had thought that Blaine wanted to kill the girl but as the days had passed and Blaine hadn't even looked at Marley, he had calmed down. He started to believe that they were safe from Blaine.

He spent most of his days with Cooper and Marley. It turned out that Marley was an amazing cook and Cooper was glad to have another human in the house, especially because Marley was a young girl.

"You remind me on the good old days" Cooper explained one day. "There was a woman in the town, Adalyn S. Pierce... She was quiet but smart and so beautiful, I hadn't seen such an amazing woman before. I was devastated when she married Ryan Evans."

Kurt bit his lip and looked away. Cooper had been surely in love with almost every woman in Lima.

"Why didn't you ask her to marry you first?" Marley asked.

"Marry me? Oh, no, sweetheart. I didn't want to marry her or anybody else" Cooper answered.

"Cooper's love for those women only lasted for one night" Kurt explained.

"That's true" Cooper nodded. "But I was still devastated when I couldn't get them before they got married."

Kurt only rolled his eyes, he was used to Cooper's stories about the dozens of girls he had had in his bed. But Marley felt uncomfortable every time Cooper told them stories from those years, she blushed and hoped that Cooper would change topic as soon as possible.

"So what happened to Adalyn?" Kurt asked.

"Well, I used my you-broke-my-heart-trick. Once her husband was gone for a trip, I got a letter from her that she was waiting for me in her bedroom" Cooper winked.

"I can't believe all those women were able to cheat on their husbands" Kurt shook his head. He was sure that Cooper lied to them about most of his lovers. It seemed unbelievable that those women risked their marriages for a man like Cooper.

"They were!" Cooper said. "Believe it or not, when I was younger, every girl in the town wanted me."

"Women aren't all unfaithful. I don't believe you" Marley said.

"I say the truth!" Cooper said.

"Half of those women didn't even look at him."

They all jumped when they heard Blaine's voice from behind them. The man smiled and stepped closer as if he wanted to join the conversation.

"The other half... Yes, they shared their bed with Cooper. That's why marriage is a stupid thing. Most of those couples can't even stand each other, they get married only because of the money or because they're scared of what people would think of them. Humans are all liars, men and women as well, and they deserve to be treated like one" Blaine continued.

"You're wrong" Kurt disagreed.

Blaine raised an eyebrow and turned to Kurt. He loved when the boy didn't agree with him.

"Really, darling? Tell me where I'm wrong" Blaine said. "Do you know anybody who lived happily with their wife or husband?"

"My parents" Kurt answered seriously. "They got married because they loved each other. They would be still happy if my mother was alive."

Blaine hated it when they talked about Kurt's mother. Blaine knew that the boy would never forgive him for killing his mother and for some reason, he wished he could have turned back time and brought Elisabeth Hummel back. But he would never share this little secret with Kurt. He would seem weak and he couldn't do such a mistake again. Last time he had done it, he had been almost forced to marry a stranger. He had sworn that he would never let anyone do that to him again.

"You still believe in these silly thoughts" Blaine commented and shook his head. "Go back to work. You talk too much, all of you."

With that, Blaine turned around and walked out of the room, towards his favourite roses. He often did it, especially since he had brought Marley home. He still spent a lot of time with Kurt, it seemed like he needed the boy's presence to calm him down, but he didn't really talked to the others. Marley and Cooper were free to do what they wanted when they made their work ready. Kurt thought about it a lot. Blaine seemed a lot more peaceful in the last weeks but it also meant he was very quiet. Kurt was afraid that it was a bad sign but Cooper reassured him that they would be fine. The man hid something from him, Kurt was sure. Cooper was happier than ever and told them that things were gonna change soon. Kurt had no idea what it meant but he was glad Blaine let them live and didn't look like he planned something aweful in the near future.

~ o ~

Blaine came to Kurt with a strange request the next day: he asked Kurt to join him in the garden. Not just the request was unusual – Blaine had only given orders so far – but Kurt noticed the change in his look, too. Blaine's hair was perfectly styled that day, he was freshly shaved and wore his best clothes, dark pants that almost seemed new even after all these years and the shirt Marley had whitened for him a few days earlier. Except for his frightening eyes, Blaine looked amazing.

Even if Blaine had asked him nicely, Kurt knew he had no choice, he had to join him in the garden. He wasn't completely against the idea, it had been days since he had been out there and he needed fresh air.

Blaine was quiet again, he seemed to be lost in his thoughts and Kurt didn't bother him. He kept his eyes on the trees and dead plants around them. The garden looked disgusting, only a small part of it seemed to be tended, where the roses were. Blaine liked his roses, Kurt knew. He spent most of his days with them and his favourite rose bush was the one in the front, with the dark red petals. Kurt had watched Blaine enough times through his room's window to know it.

"Beautiful roses" Kurt said after a while. Blaine was still awefully quiet and the boy didn't know what to do with it. Blaine brought him here for a reason but he had no idea what it was.

Blaine nodded and knelt down in front of the dark red roses. He touched them carefully as if he was afraid to hurt them.

"We could take care of the rest of the garden, too" Kurt said. "With Marley's help, we would only need a few weeks to-"

"It doesn't matter" Blaine interrupted. "Just the roses are important."

"Why?" Kurt asked.

Blaine didn't answer. He wasn't even paying attention. He kept his eyes on the roses in front of him and looked like he had a silent conversation with somebody. Kurt could see his lips moving but couldn't take out the words. Kurt looked around uncomfortably. He couldn't see anyone. Was Blaine talking to the roses?

He looked up at the house and like weeks ago, he saw Blaine's parents looking down at them from their room. This time he forced himself to keep his eyes on the two people in the room until they faded away. He was perfectly sure that he saw Blaine's parents, he recognized them from the paiting in their room.

"Is there something interesting up there?"

Kurt turned to look at Blaine. Cooper had said that Blaine had known more about the house and its secret than him. Kurt knew that he had to ask him but he had to be careful.

"I... Sometimes I see shadows" Kurt said carefully. "I must imagine things."

Blaine nodded in agreement. Kurt bit his lip, trying to find a way to continue.

"Uhm... The other day, my door opened in the middle of the night. I was wondering if it was you" Kurt said.

"What do you want to know, Kurt?" Blaine asked, reading between the lines.

"The house's haunted, right?" Kurt asked. There was no point to lie.

To his surprise, Blaine threw back his head and laughed.

"You live with me and you're afraid of ghosts?" Blaine asked. "You always surprise me."

"It's haunted" Kurt stated. He didn't like that Blaine made joke of him.

"It is" Blaine nodded and smiled again when Kurt turned pale. "Relax. You don't have to be worried about them."

"Your parents?" Kurt asked.

"They're harmless" Blaine said and turned away from Kurt again. His parents weren't able to hurt anyone, he was sure.

Kurt crossed his arms in front of his chest. He couldn't be so calm, not when there were ghosts watching him, if a crazy demon like Blaine wouldn't be enough for him. He looked up at the window again. John and Pamela were watching them again and their look told Kurt that he should be careful.

~ o ~

Later that night when everybody was asleep, the dark red roses in the garden came to life. They moved from side to side and a pair of eyes appeared between them, watching the house, and when it became sure that even the ghosts were resting, the shadow of a blond woman stepped out of the bush. The shadows outside of the gates roared and gathered in front of the entrance to greet her. She smiled at them and wave towards them, but then she turned back towards the house.

With unnaturally quick movements, she climbed up the wall and entered Blaine's room through the closed window. The man was lying on his side, sleeping peacefully. The woman smiled at him and stepped closer to the sleeping man but her smile disappeared and she snarled quietly when she heard Blaine talking in his sleep.

"Kurt... No, don't go in there... dangerous."

The woman shook her head and sat down beside Blaine. She put her hands on Blaine's forehead. The man fell silent as he was pulled into a dreamless sleep.

"What are you doing here?"

The woman looked up and smiled at the ghost of Pamela Anderson. She was standing on the other side of Blaine's bed, watching the blond woman angrily.

"I take care of my descendant" the woman said.

"You have nothing to do with Blaine" Pamela said.

"I have" the woman replied. "He's like a son for me."

"He's my son" Pam growled. "You have no right to bother him. You took what you wanted, now leave him and us alone."

The room started shaking as the woman stood up from beside Blaine, disappeared from the sight and reappeared a second later in front of Pamela. She grabbed Blaine's mother's neck and pushed her against the wall.

"Have you forgotten why you're here?" she hissed into Pam's ear. "The only reason why you and your husband are still able to stay here and not rot in a cell deep in hell is me."

"You lied to us" Pamela said and pushed the woman away. "All of us! You promised us immortality and to take care of my son's... sickness, but you only turned things wrong."

"I promised to save you from the fate you deserved for your sins" the woman replied. "And look: here you are, fifty years after your death, still in a pretty good condition."

"That's not what I wanted" Pamela said.

"Oh, darling, I feel so bad for you" the woman said and pretended to cry. "As I recall, I didn't get what I wanted either."

"You imprisoned my son's soul and turned him into this cruel creature. What else do you want from him?" Pamela asked.

"It was just the beginning" the woman explained. "You know that."

The ghost of John Anderson stepped through the wall and he shot an angry glare towards the blond woman when he saw her.

"What are you doing here?" he asked.

"Oh, you're here. Great" the woman said and waved towards Blaine, sending him into an even deeper sleep. "We need to talk."

"If it's about that boy, we can't do anything. We tried to convince Blaine to kill him but he doesn't listen to us" John said.

"Something's wrong with that boy" Pamela whispered. "We can't even go near him. We can't touch him!"

"I'm gonna take care of him" the woman said. "But I need you to do me a favour."

"You mean another favour" Pamela corrected her.

"Fine, another favour" the woman rolled her eyes. "You need to kill the girl."

"Why?" John asked.

"Don't you see?" the woman asked. "All of these humans, they're hurting Blaine. They have to go, for your son's sake."

John and Pamela looked at each other. When they didn't look at her, the woman waved towards them and smiled as the ghosts' eyes filled with worry.

"They have to die" Pamela agreed.

"Go, kill the girl before it's too late" the woman said.

She watched as the ghosts disappeared and then went back to Blaine. She sat down beside the man and kissed his forehead lovingly. Blaine moaned in his sleep and turned to his other side.

"I'm sorry, Blaine" she whispered. "I know you like your new plaything but I can't let you keep him. He's too dangerous."

She turned Blaine back to his back and climbed over him. She pressed her lips to Blaine's and closed her eyes. Blaine's body shook under her as she sucked out the energy of his body, leaving him barely enough to survive. She smiled at the thought of how hungry Blaine would be in the morning. If she was lucky, he would attack the boy right when he woke up.

She walked to the window and slipped through it soundlessly. She made a short trip to Kurt's window but then she returned into the rose bush. She had to save her strength for later.

~ o ~

Marley gasped and sat up straight in her bed. She heard something but wasn't sure what the noise could be. She looked around in the bedroom and soon realised that the door was open. It was strange. She always shut the door when she went to sleep, she was afraid of Blaine watching her. Even after two weeks, the man made her scared.

She could see the light coming from outside and as she leaned closer to the door, it seemed like somebody was walking past them, making the lights of the candles shake. Marley pulled the comforter tighter around herself, shaking. She was afraid that the person outside of her room was Blaine.

The door cracked again and it opened a little wider. Marley stayed in her bed, preparing herself for the scary black eyes but nothing happened. The corridor grew quiet, the shadows she had seen earlier disappeared. Marley took a deep breath and got out of the bed. She peaked outside and almost laughed in relief when she didn't find anybody there. She must have imagined things.

She was about to shut the door again when she saw a figure at the end of the corridor. He looked like Cooper but there was something different in him. His face was mostly hidden in the shadows but he was tall and moved fast. When he motioned for her to follow him, Marley hesitated for a second. What would Cooper want from her in the middle of the night? It didn't make any sense.

The man waved towards her again and she sighed. She would better go and see what the man wanted, so she could go back to sleep. Once Marley took a few steps towards him, the man turned around and disappeared from her sight.

"Where are you going?" she asked.

The lights around her went out and Marley froze in her place. It was definitely weird and she had no idea how Cooper could do it. If it was Cooper and not somebody else.

"Cooper, where are you?" Marley asked in fear and started running towards where she had seen Cooper.

When she reached the end of the corridor, she looked around in the darkness. She couldn't see anything at first but as she turned left and took a few hesitant steps forward, the first door on her right side opened.

"Cooper?"

Marley took a step towards the room. It wasn't completely dark inside, she could see a candle in the middle of the table but there was nobody inside. Marley frowned. Doors didn't open accidentally and she had no idea where Cooper could be. She could have sworn that she had seen him.

"Are you in here?" Marley asked and stepped inside.

Now that she saw the whole room, she was sure that she was alone. She shook her head and turned around to leave. She must have gone crazy from living in the same house as Blaine.

She reached for the handle when the door slammed closed and the light of the candle went out. She was in complete darkness again.

"What's going on?" she asked hysterically.

Somebody touched her shoulder and Marley screamed. She wasn't alone in the room. She had no idea how it was possible but she certainly felt that touch and heard footsteps. She backed away into the corner, scanning the room with wide eyes.

"Blaine, please" she whispered. "This isn't funny. Let me out of here."

The light went on again and Marley's eyes widened when she saw the two figures in front of her. One of them was a man, similar to Cooper but he was younger. The other was a woman. Both of them seemed hurt and when Marley saw the rotten flesh on the woman's shoulder, she screamed again.

Getting out of her stupor, Marley ran to the door and opened it. She took a step forward but once she left the room, she felt somebody grab her ankles. She fell to the ground and was pulled back into the room.

"No!" she screamed and grabbed the bottom of the doorframe but it was useless.

With on last tug, she disappeared in the room and the door was shut behind her.

~ o ~

Kurt had a weird dream. He was in the beautiful garden, having picnic with Blaine who was a human boy like himself. They talked and laughed and shared soft kisses, Kurt was in love with Blaine. It was perfect. But suddenly, everything went black and the only thing that remained from the garden was the rose bush Blaine loved so much. A woman jumped out of a dark red rose, she grabbed Blaine's arm and dragged him into the darkness. Blaine screamed and looked at Kurt, desperately trying to break free. Before he disappeared with the woman, Kurt could see his eyes turn black.

Kurt gasped and sat up. He was alone in his room but he wasn't the only one awake. He heard footsteps coming from upstairs and somebody slammed a door. Kurt shook his head as he got out of bed. Blaine must be in a bad mood again.

He went to the door but to his surprise, it was locked. Kurt frowned and turned around. Blaine didn't lock his door anymore since he knew that Kurt wasn't going anywhere, not when he would have left Marley and Cooper behind. Blaine had to plan something if he had locked Kurt into his room.

As he looked through his window, he saw a woman in white clothes outside. He couldn't see her face, she disappeared from his sight in a second but he knew it must have been Blaine's mother. Pamela Anderson, who happened to be a ghosts. Kurt pressed his eyes closed and tried to calm his racing heart.

"Just a ghost" he whispered. "She's harmless. You don't have to be afraid of her."

He decided to go back to his bed and hide under the comforter. It wouldn't help him much but he wouldn't see the ghosts at least. No matter what Blaine had told him earlier, he was scared of his parents.

He pulled the comforter over his head but it didn't lock the noises out. He heard somebody running over him, he heard that they slammed another door and in the end, he heard their scream.

Kurt pulled the comforter down from his head and looked up. It didn't take him more than a second to recognize that voice.

"Marley."

Oh, no. Blaine was hungry and decided to kill Marley. Kurt couldn't let him do it. He jumped out of his bed and rushed to the door. It was still locked and no matter how hard to tried to open it, it wouldn't work.

"Blaine, let me out!" he shouted.

Marley screamed again and he slammed his fists against the door.

"Blaine, stop!"

He heard Marley scream one more time and then everything went silent, the only sound Kurt could hear was his own harsh breathing.

"Marley" he whispered.

Right over him, a glass shattered and in the next second he saw something big an heavy fall from the sky. Alright, it was most certainly not from the sky but the room over his. Afraid of what he would find outside, Kurt walked to the window. Right beside the dark red roses he saw Marley's completely still body, in a state that made him sick. There were several cuts over her body, surely because of the broken window but it wasn't what made Kurt completely horrified. Marley's beautiful brown hair turned into white, her mouth was open and her eyes wide. Even from that distance, Kurt could see the pure horror on her face.

Whatever Marley had seen before her death, it had to be a lot more dangerous and terrifying than Blaine.