3rd chapter ever! XD ... That sounded a little bit sad... meh! I got plenty of reviews for the last chapter, glad you liked it! XD
Disclaiming Disclaimer: Why should I bother doing this? I already own BB and L! XD
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Chapter 3: Creepy Crawlies
Hood found it extremely hard to sleep that night. Every now and then, she felt a chill run down her spine, despite the fact that she was wrapped in at least four blankets. She rolled over and closed her eyes. It'd been quite a long day for her, and she needed to rest.
/Thud. Thud. Thud./ It sounded like something was hitting against a wall. /Thud. Thud. Thud./
All Hood could hear was thudding. She wasn't sure if it was because of her memory or if her mind was playing tricks on her, or if somebody was hitting the wall on the other side.
She closed her eyes tighter. /Thud. Thud. Thud./ This noise was going to drive her mad. She could imagine a desk being pushed back and forth against the chipping plaster of the wall in her imagination.
Suddenly, it went quite. She could hear her heartbeat drumming gently in her ears, but she could feel her mind throbbing in rhythm of the former thud noises.
Thud. Thud. Thud.
She groaned as she could hear them again. She peeked out from under her covers and noticed that her blinds had been opened in the slightest. She could easily recall them being drawn tightly before she crawled under her covers. She didn't want to get up, but she realised the thudding seemed to have been coming from the very direction of her window- it needed to be closed.
Hood threw her covers back, ignoring how her hair was standing on end and the goosebumps that had began to grow, and slowly leant her foot over to touch the floorboards beneath her. The floorboards were even colder than the air. She felt herself begin to chatter her teeth, but she bit her tongue to stop the useless and annoying noise from ever erupting in the silence amidst her.
She carefully walked over towards the window. Thud. Thud. Thud- the noise was growing louder, giving her the beginnings of a migraine. Hood threw each curtain back.
"There's my problem." She muttered. The window was opened, but the strange thing was- How could it be opened and closing? It was the type of window that you needed to slide sideways to open. The panel that opened was above two other large pieces of glass that touched the floor. Wammy probably did this so no orphan would find it easy to climb out of for a little nightly stroll.
The girl poked her head through the opened window, seeing how there was no fly screen to stop her.
The sky was dark blue. No stars were seen. Hood looked around the outer side of the building she was in. It looked like everybody had closed their blinds pretty tightly- she couldn't see in. She wasn't trying to be a pervert, though. If a window was opened and you could see right into that room from yours, would you stop yourself from looking?
As she continued to stare out into the night and around the building, she noticed that one window did not have its blinds closed. She didn't think much of it. She just continued to stare in the darkness, not having a clue of the time. She had her hands holding the frame of the panel while her body leant on the cool glass inside her room.
Cool wind blew her long hair around her face making it messier than what it already was. After a moment, she realised the wind still had not left her. It blew gently, caressing her skin. She could feel something on her hand, crawling on her arm. She assumed it was just her imagination, but even after the breeze ceased, the feeling on her arm had not left.
Her eyes fell upon her hand. She watched with wide eyes as a large, black spider was crawling on her. She bit her lip. One of her biggest fears were spiders- it was a pretty average fear, a lot of people had arachnophobia, but she always thought she was more afraid of them than anybody.
The spider wandered over her grey woollen jumper that she had failed to take off before she went to bed. Hood swallowed and winced as her other, shaky hand hovered over the creature on her sleeve. She could feel herself sweat. She couldn't believe she was about to do this. She bit her lip as she tried to flick it off. She missed. It seemed the spider realised that it was about to get thrown two storeys down, so it began to run up to her shoulder. Hood's nervous hand followed it and with a quick flex she brushed it off.
She sighed weakly and closed the window tightly before shutting the curtains. She turned back around. Her room was black. She couldn't see a thing. She hoped that there would be no more spiders. She climbed back into bed after a minute of walking like a zombie, feeling for objects in front of her. She crawled under her covers into a ball.
Suddenly, she felt something itchy on her foot. She tried to ignore it, but it seemed that the itch moved. Hood opened her eyes widely.
"Please. Not another spider!" She begged, her voice was quivering out of fear. She was too afraid to throw back her covers to see what it was that was actually on her leg. She made a nervous gasp as she felt another itch on her face- one that moved, and another one- and another one.
She shut her eyes and took a deep breath as she threw her covers off her body. Hundreds of spiders caked the insides of her sheets, crawling all over her legs and body. Her breathing became heavy and ragged as she tried to suppress a scream. Her jaw dropped and she whimpered, she was just about to give in and let out a scream, but immediately, many spiders began to run inside her mouth and down her throat, chortling and choking voice. She tried as hard as she could to scream as loud as humanly possible. She couldn't stop her shaking, or the tears that had began to stream down her face.
.-.-.
L had sat up from his bed as he heard bloodcurdling screaming from down the hallway. He hadn't been asleep, or had even been under his covers. He had been lying on his bed for hours. He climbed out of bed and opened up his door. The screaming was louder and it had not ceased. He could tell that the screams were coming from right at the end of the corridor. He made no noise as he walked across the floorboards quickly and opened up the door.
Before his eyes was a girl about ten years old. She was sitting propped up in her bed- as stiff as a board- screaming hysterically. L ran to her side.
"Spiders!" She was screaming. "Spiders everywhere!" She sobbed. "All over me!"
L did a quick scan over her body; there was absolutely no spiders anywhere to be seen.
"There's no spiders here! They don't live in this country! It's too cold for them!" L tried to yell over her screaming.
"Help me! There's spiders everywhere!" She cried. "Please get them off me!" L didn't know what to do. There were no spiders anywhere, yet she was crying and freaking out about it.
Suddenly, the lights flicked on. L turned his head in the direction where the light switch was located. There stood Backup.
"What's going on?" He said. L turned back to Hood. She was very shaken and she was breathing heavily.
As the yellow light poured in the room, it seemed that the spiders had disappeared into thin air. Hood could not see them or feel them anymore. She whimpered and began to sob. She didn't care that two boys were in her room, watching her. L patted her on the back awkwardly as she curled herself into a ball.
"Why was she screaming?" B asked uncaringly. L turned to him.
"She thought that there were spiders crawling all over her." He answered.
"But we are in the wrong climate for them. It's too cold in England for them to survive."
"Yes, I know." L's attention turned to the girl quietly sobbing to herself in her hands.
"What's going on in here!" Roger boomed as he walked inside the room, noting that L and Backup were already in there. L moved away from the bed to let Roger in.
"She thought that there were spiders all over her." L told him.
"Spiders?" Roger shook her shoulder to try and grab her attention. The girl remained in a tight ball.
Backup pressed his back against the wall and watched as the old man tried to get her attention but failing as she continued to cry. L joined the younger teen by the wall.
"I bet you came running." The younger teen smirked. L dug his hands in his pockets.
"No, I just wanted to see what was going on." He answered.
"Sure." B kept his eyes on the older teen.
"... Where you in my room earlier tonight?" L asked.
"You know I was." B grinned. "How's your head?"
"Fine." He answered briefly. "Backup, you -?" L cut off his sentence.
Backup smirked. "Yes, L?." He suddenly frowned. "And didn't I already tell you, don't. Call. Me. Backup." B snapped. L narrowed his eyes, but decided to say nothing.
"I'll talk to you about it outside of this room." L informed him. B grinned. It wasn't exactly a friendly type. L just rolled his eyes and left the room. Backup followed him.
-.-.-
The two stood out in the cool hallway. Backup closed the door behind him.
"Ok. How did you lock the door of my room after you left?"
"Who said I left?"
"..."
"Geez L, I thought you would have looked at all angles on this." Backup smirked, and headed to his room.
I didn't really like this chapter that much. I wanted to write this in a scary way, but I couldn't. I suck at writing horror... Meh, this story could be a practise. Oh yeah, there may be some slight yaoi themes in this story and lots of horror themes! :D