Humor-Horror Story ^ ^;

This story was made in three days. I wasn’t trying to make it “perfect” but I think it turned out well. Thank you for taking time to read this and hopefully review. Enjoy! Also you can be the main character because of how I wrote it. ^ ^

Story:

"Why did I agree to this? Why am I such a fool?" I asked myself. "BANG!" I quickly turned around, my eyes wide, as I looked on in horror... ~

~Earlier in the Hallways at School

"Hey" A familiar voice said to me. I turned and replied back to my best friend. "Where shall we eat today?" I thought about this for a moment. My friends and I had a couple of places to choose from, wether they were on or off campus, we let our friends choose. "How about near Ms. F's class? Nobody goes over there often." "Sure."

Our friends saw us heading toward the other side of school and followed us. "HEY!!" a load booming voice said in my ears as I was hugged tightly from behind. I stiffened but didn't scream.
"What the hell did you do that for?!" I yelled.

He snicked, "J,” my best-guy-friend. "Aww, you didn't scream. That's no fun." I jokingly punched him on the arm. "Why would I?"

This arguing continued for quite a while. My friends laughed and enjoyed the show. I really didn't know just when I became a t.v. sitcom and I probably will never know. So they talked as they watched us and came up with a horrible idea. They all had smirks on their faces when they interrupted us.

"Hey "J" (his nickname), wanna know how to get her to scream?" One of my friends (a girl) asked.

"Hell yeah!" He bounced over to her gleefully. I just glared at the two of them.

"Do you both enjoy torturing me or something?" I asked irritated.

"It's my favorite pastime." "J" said with a big smirk.

"I don't know what your talking about. I just wanted to help "J."" She played innocent.

I glared. "Suuure. Help him torture me. I guess that's just the extent of your undying love for him." I said with a laugh.

"Yeah right. I don't need your man. I got my own." She began to whisper in his ear at that point.

I, on the other hand, gagged and turned veeery pale before I blushed. I did NOT have a crush on him. I wanted to strangle her and I would've too, if they both wouldn't have looked at me then. The look that said I would be in trouble soon because they had something in store for me.

"Oh no. Whatever it is, no. I won’t be part of your schemes anymore." I turned to my lunch and took a big bite before they surrounded me on both sides. The rest of my friends had watched and decided it would be more fun for them if they didn't help me out. I hated them for that. If they weren't there for me when I got in trouble or needed help, we would never have been friends.

"Ah. Why do you always act like we're out to get you or something?" She asked, while she faked being hurt.

"I don't know, maybe because you ARE!" I glared and took another bite.

"Come on. Don't be so upset. You’ve gotta have some fun and live a little. Don't be so uptight!" He looked at me with the "friendly" eyes that said: "Your fine and I'll make sure you are so you can trust me." Like hell I believed those eyes.

"I'm not upset, I'm smart. And if you haven't noticed I AM living. Look I'm BREATHING! Also I'm not uptight, I'm CAUTIOUS. It’s something you two probably can't even spell." I humphed and went back to my sandwich.

"Cautious- C-A-U-T-I-O-U-S -Caustious" She pretended to be in a spelling bee.

"Oh really? Why don't I fell a pulse then?" He smiled and held my wrist.

"Maybe because you’re not intelligent enough to get into college to become one." I laughed along with my friends.

"Oh, ouch. I may not be a doctor but I know enough to tell that your comment stung. The only cure for hurtful comments is a hug." He said as he held his chest, like it hurt, with one hand and held the other outward, in expectancy of a hug.

"Sure. Get it from somebody else. I know, how about someone who actually WANTS to make you feel better." I know I sounded mean but this was the usual banter between us. If we didn't act like this, then we just wouldn't be us.

"Ouch. Another sting. Unfortunately for you, only the one who makes the "ouchies" can take them away. SO IT'S HUGGING TIME!!" He leapt forward and hugged me tightly. All my friends giggled and laughed while I turned red and tried to escape... although escape was ALWAYS futile...

"So while he's healing how about I let you in on what we were talking about." The girl next to me said smiling innocently.

"Do I really care? I'm be-" I was cut off as she cut in.

"Of course you do. Now since we all know you LOVE horror movies, scary stuff, and the lot. Why don’t you try actually putting yourself in the situations instead of laughing and enjoying them?" She has a glint in her eyes. Mischief.

"Why would I want to?" I had finally been released. Air! Sweet precious life giving AIR!! I have found thee at last.

"Although you act like you can't be scared, I-" My turn to cut someone off.

"Who said I don't get scared? I may act brave but I get scared, as rare as it is." I hated to admit that but it was the truth.

"I said "ACT." Now no more interrupting! We (her and "J") think that you can handle a semi-scary situation if you're with someone. Am I wrong?" She tilted her head to the side while she looked to me for an answer.

"If it's only "semi-scary" why can't I be alone." I wondered what she had in store.

"Well it would be for your safety and well-being. You can do it alone if you like?" A creepy smile and a wink came from the little she-devil.

"What am I "doing" anyway? I don't remember making any plans to really do "something" yet." I hated how I added yet. I guess I knew I would lose and try whatever scheme they had come up with.

"Well we were thinking that maybe since you’re always so "bored" that we could have a little adventure. We being you and me." "J" simplified.

"W-ww- what?! Just the two of us? Why? What adventure would this be?" I blanched. Horrible thoughts (think what you want) ran through my mind.

"Yeah. You and "J" would be joining to an abandoned house together. Just the TWO of you." She smiled sweetly and the others made naughty jokes. "J" of course didn't stop them because there would be no "FUN" in that.

"..." My mind was terrified. I was thinking bad thoughts at this point too. (I don't blame anyone else for thinking along those lines earlier.) After I had calmed down and got my senses back together I asked: "And just how would the two of us, "alone, together," be for my "SAFETY and WELL-BEING"?!"

"J" snickered at this point. "Don't take that the wrong way. It's just that we would be there at night."

"AND HOW AM I NOT SUPPOSED TO TAKE "THAT" THE WRONG WAY?!!!" I freaked. He did that on purpose. I sooo hated him at that moment.

"Just relax. So we go at night, stay the night together, and then leave in the morning and get breakfast. My treat." "J" winked at me. He knew I'd also take this the wrong way.

"AT NIGHT!! WITH YOU!! ALL NIGHT!!.... breakfast in the morning... oh god... what sin have I committed?" I panicked, I blushed, and I had dizzy eyes by the end of this. ( @.@ ) My friends laughed their loudest at this point.

"Yes. Just tell you mom your sleeping over at my place this weekend, meet up with "J" instead, I'll cover for you two, and then you guys sneak off together into the night." She smiled as if it was your common everyday suggestion.

"I hate my life..." I had my head in my hands and "J" would not settle for me acting like this.

"By the way since you gave me a few more "ouchies" you need to make up for them. Staying with me for a night isn't THAT bad. In fact it's a treat." He hugged me tightly and I gave in at that point... I knew I had lost... This was the end of my life as I knew it..."I give... I lost..." I sighed.

"HEY! Why are you acting like that?! I told you it's a TREAT not a punishment, to hang out with me." He hugged me tighter for that.

"In whose world is THAT a TREAT?!" That was the last I spoke. He had hugged me tighter yet again and by that point I couldn't breathe, let alone talk. I couldn't respond later either because he, and everyone else, left quickly after the bell rang. I just walked alone, in a worried manner, to my next class.~

~Later at my house preparing for my "Sleep over"~

"So do you have everything you need?" My mother asked me in the middle of my packing.

"No. Still, double checking." I lied and I held back the erg to sigh and say "What do you think? SEE the bag OPEN AND HALF EMPTY?!"

"Well then hurry up. You don't want to keep you friend waiting do you?" She left before I could reply.

"I'm in no hurry to meet up with my "friend". In fact if I could take all night to pack, I would." I said to the empty room. At least this was an adventure and I definitely wouldn't be bored. My adrenaline had been slowly increasing since I had first lied to my mother. She had naively believed such an OBVIOUS lie. I had NEVER been good at lying to her. Although I did do a good job with other people.I finished adding, what I would call, useless things to my bag. Other than an ipod and drawing stuff I had no use for anything in my bag.

I went to the car and my mother drove me to my "friend's" house. She greeted me outside and we both waved bye to my mother. Her mom wasn't home so we had to "pretend" she was home. At least the only person who'd recieve my mother's calls would be my friend. My friend gave me the address of where "J" and I were supposed to meet.

After I had walked half way there "J" waved to me. He told me that he was worried that I would get kidnaped or something, so he decided to meet me so he wanted to meet me closer to our friends house. We walked quietly, together, the rest of the way. I had to stop half way there because it was far away. I thought of just going back since it seemed too far away. "J" on the other hand said that it wasn't much farther away. What he thought of as "much" I didn't know.

Well eventually we made it to the "abandoned" house. It turned out to be a house for sale that someone had just forgotten to clean and repair. Probably they had set a date to fix it up (hence the title it got of "Fixer-upper") and clean it later in the week. He opened the gate and walked to the porch. I studied the gate, the house, and everything in between.

"Are you coming or are you going to stay outside all night?" "J" sat on the steps.

"This might be a bad idea. I have a bad feeling about this..." I looked at the house again and it seemed to look distorted for a moment. I think I've watched too many horror movies.

"Feeling scarred already? I thought you'd be brave enough to at LEAST make it through the front door." "J" had a smirk on his face and he got up and walked towards me.

I thought about everything wrong with going in the house: I'd trespass, get arrested, be sent to jail, etc.. And those were only the LOGICAL thoughts. I wanted to be brave and "investigate" the house for "unnatural" activities. So I swallowed up all of my "fears", I prefer to have said "worries", and took "J"'s arm to turn him back to the "abandoned" house.

"Who said I was going to leave without going in. I planned to stay the WHOLE night after all." I did have a slight look of "fear" upon my face. Of course if you asked me I would say "worry" instead. I have some "pride" after all. If you'd want to call it that.

"Are you sure? This was just a joke after all. If you're really scarred you don't have to go in." "J" tried to reassure me.

"You know, telling me it was a joke AFTER making me WALK this FAR, might not have been a GOOD idea. So instead you better say that last comment was a "JOKE" if you want to live through this night." I had practically hissed by the end of that sentence. I let go of his arm and
marched my way up to the front and opened it. If anyone of friends wanted to know how to make me braver, all they had to do is tell me my efforts were for naught.

"Ok. If your sure." He looked at me to make sure I was serious and then followed me inside.

"OH I'm sure alright. Now are we gonna set up our sleeping bags first or just set them down and look around?" I had a determined look on my face. Once I turned my flashlight on it didn't seem as bad.

"Lets put them on the living room floor and then look around. Unless you want to go upstairs first and we'll chose a smaller room to stay in together." He had a smirk on his face and I wanted to slap it off at that point.

"We'll stay down her in the nice, big, living room. Now lay down your sleeping bag and we'll start looking around." I didn't care that I had been giving out orders. As long as it helped keep my emotions at bay he'd have to deal with it. And he had been kind enough to deal with it.

"Yes Ma'am." "J" joked and did as I said. He also laid out other things he thought would come in handy. A switchblade, his flashlight, and a couple of other things.

I took a deep breath and "J" ignored it. I thought about the floor plans of the houses near by and thought that it wouldn't be much different than those. Since the living room was on the far left side of the house I assumed the kitchen was on the right hand side of the house. The house had a second floor but it didn't seem like it would be very big. I called out to "J" and told him I wanted
to take a look at the right side of the house to see if the kitchen was there. He yelled back that he would join me in a minute.

Other than a thin layer of dust nothing covered the floor. The floor didn't look to be under much distress and the floor rarely creaked under my weight. I soon found the staircase. I ignored my curiosity for the time and went towards the kitchen. When I got to the kitchen it was bare. Out of the corner of my eye I saw something move. I stopped and tried to think about it logically.
Before I could calm myself I felt a hand on my shoulder. I almost screamed but I just stiffened my body and starred wide eyed in front of me. I think almost went into shock.

"Sorry. I thought you heard me coming." "J" didn't even make a joke about my freak out. I would've thought he was sick if I wasn't so freaked out.

"My mind was busy. You should've just left your name and number and it would've gotten back to you eventually." I tried to be witty. Tried to keep cool and calm. Tried to relax.

"Sure. If I wouldn't have gotten the disconnected message instead. So what was on your mind anyway? Hmm? Could it have been me?" "J" joked around to calm me down which was a help.

"If my mind is disconnected then your service has been canceled due to lack of use. And I happened to have been "distracted" by something moving on the floor." I had calmed down since I had someone with me.

"You never said that you WEREN'T distracted by me. You know you can confess your feelings to me while holding onto me for protection." "J" used his flashlight to search the floor. We found nothing. "It was probably a bug."

"Yeah." I replied. Then I realized he had made another stupid joke. "HEY!! What is distracting about you, other than you like to suffocate people till they notice you. Also I don't need your protection. I'm VERY capable of protecting MYSELF. Unless it comes to stalkers, perverts, mass murderers, and the lot. Then I'll have some "trouble.""

"Sure. "Some trouble." Not as in: "Help me "J"!! I'm scarred and I can't save myself." No it can't be that." "J" smirked again and I felt very tempted to rip his lips off his face. I had to pass on that though. If he died from blood loss here I'd be here alone. I don't many people who could handle that.

"Of course it couldn't be. When would I ever be faced with that kind of trouble anyway." I turned away and walked out of the kitchen.

"That could've been you earlier tonight. Since you were walking alone at night in the bad part of town." "J" sounded serious but he was so quiet that I wasn't even sure he had spoke.

"Did you say something?" I didn't even glance over my shoulder when I asked him. I was too preoccupied with the stairs. Something felt odd about them. I just couldn't place what it was.

"Nope. First seeing shadows, now you're hearing things. Are you sure your just not insane maybe?" "J" looked at the staircase too. He had a glare planted on his face. He didn't like the dark staircase either.

"No. I'm saner than you are. No question about that. So shall we head up? It's only 1 after all." I almost wished he would've said no. I didn't want to go up there but at the same time I was very curious.

"Sure. Just watch were your going. I don't want to have to catch you if you have a clutz attack." "J" snickered and I gave him a light punch on the arm."I VERY RARELY am cluzty first of all. Second of all I can catch myself if I fall. I've done it once before (-_-;)." I sighed and took the first step. "J" insisted that he stay behind me, "just in case." The first step wasn't bad. I took the next and the step let out a groan. It was almost like it protested us going up to the second floor.

"If you had to do it once it means there have been other times. Don't forget to test the boards first before you put your full weight on them." His first comment didn't have the usual playfulness. He said it as a quick response rather than a retort.

"I know. I've climbed on slippery rocks to look at tide pools before. I know how to cautious and keep my footing. Therefore I have very few clutzy moments." I killed two birds with one stone. The groan of the stairs got to me. If "J" hadn't been behind me I'm sure I would've turned back and just have gone to sleep.

Once we were both at the top of the stairs we decided to split up. I had the right side of the house (again for some reason), while he got the left. My side, thankfully, had a majority of it's doors open. Unfortunately though he got the side with the least amount of doors. My side also had a kind of eery feeling. His side seemed to be more closed up and "forbidden" than my side though. My side had a kind of eery feeling.

Once "J" had opened the squeaky door, I walked further down my end. I closed my eyes as I walked inside the first room. I stopped after I was fully inside. I strained my ears to see if I could hear anything. I knew that if I did hear something I would scream and probably run down those stairs and out of this house. I didn't hear anything. I moved my flashlight around without opening my eyes. I wanted to scare away any bugs or mice before I had to see them. I took a deep breath and opened both eyes. It looked like a plain old room. I don't know what I expected to see but I felt calmer in this room.

Once I left the little bedroom I went into the room next to it. I didn't feel as comfortable as I did in the last room. I went through this room quicker. I proceeded like this through the rest of the rooms. At the end of the hallway there seemed to be a closet.I opened the door slowly and found out it was actually a staircase. I already felt uneasy up here and I knew if I went up there it would be worse. I called out to "J" and waited for him to respond.

""J" come here! I think I found the attic!" I shouted in a hushed voice.

"I'll be there in a bit. Something has caught my eye. You go up first." "J" sounded a bit distant.

"What?! By myself?! ... I don't like this..." I gritted my teeth and shown my light on the stairs. They seemed sturdier than the ones I just came up. I guessed that these stairs went used nearly as much as the other one. It made me wonder if I shouldn't go up them. The previous owners must have had a good reason for not using them much.

I decided that just going up there without thinking about it was better than analyzing them. I went up the first step, and then the next, and the next. The stairs stopped at the floor of the attic. I made it to the top but I hadn't made it into the attic. I didn't know if I was brave enough to go into it.

I poked the floor with my flashlight and it moved. I used the flashlight to fully push aside the floor. I looked around and it was dust covered but still a simple attic. I put my shirt over my mouth to keep the dust from getting into it. I was just about to turn around when I saw something move. It was just like in the kitchen. I didn't want to look. I didn't want to know what it was. I wanted to leave. I heard the hatch close and knew that I was trapped inside with whatever moved. I closed my eyes and almost cried. This was horrible, how could this happen? I wanted to strangle "J" until he turned blue and screamed for mercy.

~"Why did I agree to this? Why am I such a fool?" I asked myself. "BANG!" I quickly turned around, my eyes wide, as I looked behind myself in horror... ~

... "J" had just opened the hatch and jumped into the attic with me."Are you okay? I heard a something fall and I thought you might have gotten hurt." He looked at me worried. I had tears in my eyes that hadn't fallen yet.

"No I'm not okay! Something is in this attic with me!! I was alone! And I hated it!!" I shouted at him. I had jumped into his arms and held onto him tightly. I didn't like being alone here and I needed someone, anyone, to comfort me. "J" put one arm around my in a protective hug while he used the other to shine a light around the attic.

"Well whatever was here is gone now. Why don't we go back downstairs. I'm sure that'll help calm you down." "J" held my hand as he helped me get onto the steep stairwell safely. I walked down them first and he meet me at the bottom. I felt much calmer and more like myself after I left.

"I'm better now. Everything's good on my end again." I let out a breath I didn't know I held. Once I let it out I turned around to look at "J" and my mouth dropped. My face paled and I backed away slowly. I know I saw something behind "J" and it was definitely NOT a bug, mouse, or rat.

"What? What's wrong? It's just me." "J" extended his hand towards me and I backed further away from him. "What's gotten into you?" "J" looked behind himself and shone the light onto the stairwell. He then looked back at me. "There's nothing there." He stated it plainly and simply.

Once the light had shone on the image it had disappeared. I continued to back away until I reached the end of the hall and I felt the wall against my back. I saw the stairs and I ran down them quicker than "J" could blink. He followed after and told me to slow down. I didn't
listen and ended up tripping on a loose board. I fell and tried to catch myself, I failed that attempt.

"HEY!! ARE YOU ALRIGHT?!" "J" rushed to my side and helped me sit up. I was disoriented and in a sort of haze. Once the "fog" in my mind cleared I got my common sense back. I realized then "J" had been shacking me and trying to get my attention. "Huh? Wha?" Was all I
could get out before I tried to sit up on my own."Ow." I noticed then that I had sprained my wrist. It was something I could live with. I had broken bones before and it wasn't nearly as bad as that.

"What's wrong? Where does it hurt?" "J" was panicked but more so at my behavior earlier than some little injury.

"It's nothing much. I just sprained my wrist is all. It's nothing that wont heal in a week or two." I was back to my calm logical self again. "J" took my arm gingerly and looked at it closer.

"OW! What did I tell you earlier about NOT being a doctor? All I have to do is rest it for now. Later I'll wrap it and put in a sling, for now though now more touchy. Got that Mr. M.D." Once "J" heard me act sarcastic he knew I was back to normal. He let go of my wrist and gave me one more hug. He was glad to have his friend act like herself again after all the weirdness.

"Well I get to play doctor until you see a real one. But if anyone is acting like a doctor it's you. Now can you walk?" "J" asked me as he stood up and took my good hand in his. I didn't respond to him because I wasn't sure until I stood up with a small amount of help from him. He lead me back to the living room and we sat down on our sleeping bags.

By the time I was all wrapped up, I made a sling out of a sweater my mother forced me to bring, it was about 2:30 or so in the morning. I wasn't very tired but I did want to stay awake much longer. I asked "J" to play cards with me, I always take a deck with me when I leave the house, so we played for about a half hour. "J" was about to shuffle one more time, when the room suddenly got colder, he stopped.

"I guess they don't have good insulation here." "J" stated. He took one of his sweaters and put it over my back, knowing that I would've told him I was fine if he would’ve asked first.

"Thanks." I mumbled and he mumbled back a welcome.

The house was silent afterwards until we heard a loud "BAM!" from upstairs. I used my good hand to pull his sweater around me tighter. I closed my eyes and let him think logically about what that noise was. I wanted nothing more to do with this place and it's weird occurrences.

"I bet I left the hatch open and it just slammed closed. I'll go up and check on it. You stay here. Hey? Are you gonna be alright?" "J" sounded concerned since he saw that I had my eyes closed. He walked over to me and patted me on the head and gave a little chuckle. He reassured me that he would be right back. He left me and went upstairs.

While he was gone I kept my eyes closed. After he went up the stairs I didn't hear anymore noises from him. I could tell my flashlight was still on. I heard a sudden creak from the kitchen side of the house. I stiffened and hoped that it would go away. My flashlight went dead quickly and I was left in darkness. I never opened my eyes.

I curled up and waited for "J" to get back. It felt like he was gone for too long. "He shouldn't have left me here alone. What happened to him being here to protect me?" I thought to myself. My head snapped to the left.

The creaking sounded closer than it dead before. It sounded like something walking towards me. The closer the creaking got the faster it came towards me.I tensed and started shaking. My wrist was very sore from clenching my fists.

The creaking was soo loud, soo close, then the noise was right on top of me. I jolted away from my spot and moved towards my flashlight. I felt a chill along my back and neck. I felt something grab my hair. All the while I was shaking my flashlight.

"COME ON, WORK, YOU PEICE OF JUNK!!" I was violently shaking the flashlight, almost slamming it on the floor.

The light suddenly went on again. I opened my eyes quickly and backed up toward the wall. I frantically swung my flashlight around and I looked through out the entire room. I was shaking and cowering in my corner. I heard another booming set of footsteps and my flashlight flashed in "J"'s face.

"What's wrong?! What happened?!" "J" looked at me. He was panicked and he hurried over to me. The second "J" was within reach I latched onto him.

"Why'd you leave me?! You’re here to protect me aren't you?! Then protect me already!" I was sobbing. I never really cried in front of people. When I do cry I prefer to do it alone until I calm down and look for company. Although all I wanted right now was someone to hold me and save me from whatever was in here with us.

"I know I said that. I'll protect. I wont break my promise. Now please calm down. I can't think when you're reacting like that." He tried to help me relax. Why did he get to be the voice of reason? I was the logical one in tough situations. I stopped all thought processes and practically fainted in his arms. I don't know what happened while I was "out" but I woke up clutching onto his arm tightly. I looked around and it was still dark and eery. I turned to look at "J" but I just couldn't make out his face.

"Hey? "J" wake up. Please?" I tried to shake the arm in my hands but it had no effect on him. I let go and sat up. I went to look at his and my face went white. I didn't see his face, in fact he had no face. "J" then started to disappear in front of my eyes. I screamed loud and long.

I jolted upwards and into "J"'s body. He tried to hold me down since I was flailing about. I still fought my "offender." Once he had pushed me all the way down he yelled my name told me that I had to calm down. I snapped my attention to him and stopped all movement what-so-ever. I just fixed my blank stare on his face.

"What's wrong? Did you have a nightmare? Tell me what's wrong? Why do you keep fighting me?" "J" seemed to be frustrated. He looked like he was tired.

"A... A... night... mare... I... was... fighting you? Why would I fight you?" It took time but I finally got my senses together. I apologized and told him about my dream. He just nodded and told me that was a long dream for someone who only slept for ten minutes. I looked at him with wide eyes and then nodded.

"I don't want to sleep... but I don't want to be awake... I don't know what to do... I have no control anymore... I need help "J"... Please help me..." I collapsed and held myself. "J" could tell I felt defeated. I never got this upset. I wasn't acting like myself. "J" also felt defeated. He didn't know what to say and I didn't know what to do. We were both stuck with no solution.

"I guess we'll just stay up together and play cards again." Before "J" finished shuffling both of our flashlights went out. "J" told me he had extra batteries in his bag. He only went four feet away from me but even being that close wasn't enough. I heard the footsteps again. They were slow and precise. Like someone taking there to time to greet a friend or something.

""J", did you hear that?" I looked in front of me. My eyes never shifted to look at him.

"Hmm? I don't hear anything." He stopped rustling through his bag and listened intently. When he didn't hear anything he went back to finding the batteries. Another creak sounded, still in front of me.

"I suppose you didn't hear that one either?" At this point I wasn't expecting a positive response from him.

"What ARE you hearing anyway?" "J" asked slightly frustrated. I took that as a no to my question. I was tired of relying on "J" and fearing something I couldn't see. I stood up and continued to look straight ahead, I scanned from anything unusual. I didn't even see a shadow this time. Another "BANG" sound occurred across from me. "J" never even looked up at the sound.

I knew "J"'s knife was nearby. I kept my eyes forward while I bent down to feel the floor for his knife. Once my hand found it I flipped it open and held it out in front of me. I could hear "J" put the new batteries into his flashlight. Once the batteries were in I felt a pair of hands on my neck. I gasped and "J" tried to turn the light on. His light didn't go on so he had to quickly unscrew the flashlight again.

I couldn't wait for him this time. I was losing oxygen fast and I needed to get those hands off me. I brought the knife close to my throat and took aim. "J" had finally fixed his flashlight. He turned it on and pointed it in my direction only to see my plunge a knife at my throat. "J"'s eyes went wide and he yelled at me.

I collapsed to my knees and the knife lay embedded in the wall behind me. I could feel the hands weren't on me anymore. I gasped for air when "J" rushed to my side and started to yell at me again. "What were you thinking?! Why did you do that?! Are you stupid?!" He continued the verbal abuse until I patted him on the head.

"It's fine. It's gone. Everything will be okay for now." I sounded like the logical one now. I sounded calm and collected. Almost like everything was back to normal. I turned and pulled his knife from the wall and handed it to him. I never answered his questions, I just reassured him over and over again that everything was alright. I hugged him and said to him it's time to sleep.

"J" was exhausted by this point and he just took his knife back. He put it in his pants pocket as he laid down next to me. I smiled and laid down next to him. He rolled over to turn the flashlight off but I leaned over him and turned it off myself. "J" held me close to him until I feel asleep. I did feel his hold on me as much as I did the shadows of the house.

Once I went back into my nightmares I went with the flow. I walked through puddles of blood, past shadow people in the shapes of blobs, around the same corners over and over again. Two figures were prominent, the only two figures that had a definite, the two figures I actually knew and recognized.

On the left was "J" and on the right was my other friend. I continued to stare at them as they waved, blood pooling on the ground from their waving arms. The blood never stopped, it just continued to flow down to the ground. My friends turned into figures of blood and pool on the

ground as well. The two puddles of blood started to move towards me quickly and I just stood there waiting for them.

The puddles shot out vines of blood that wrapped around me and kept me from moving. I never struggled against my bindings. "J" held me from behind while my other friend friend came up to me and hugged me. A wordless apology slipped between us, I could also feel one from "J" too. Suddenly I was surrounded by shadows and I fell. I was a continuos free fall.

I woke up to "J" moving around. I yawned and stretched. I felt lethargic but sat up anyway. "J" said "morning" to me in a quiet voice and I said "morning" back. I stood up and took some fresh clothes out of my bag. I wordlessly went into a bathroom near the kitchen and changed my clothes. Once I left "J" went in with a bundle of his own clothes.

When he got out we finished putting our stuff away and held hands. We walked out of the house together and continued down the block towards the nearest diner. Since he had promised me breakfast I planned to keep him to it. I asked if we should invite our other friend and he agreed. Once we made it to her place I held her hand with my good hand.

On the way to the diner I explained all about our night in the house. "J" explained his own version of it to her afterwards. Once we made it to the diner all thoughts of the house and what had happened in it vanished, just like the shadows in the light of the flashlight. We spent the rest of the day together laughing and having fun.

~Alternate Ending~

I told the doctor again about how I survived the night in the house. The doctor told me I had a very creative imagination and patted me on the head. Before he left the room I called out to him. I asked him when would be the next time I get to see my friends. He smiled and said very soon.

~3rd person POV~

The doctor held a record in his hands. "That poor girl will never get over that nightmare. She doesn't even remember what happened to "J" that night." He walked over to her sobbing mother and told her she could visit her daughter. While she walked over to the room she could hear her daughter asking about "J" and her friends to the empty room. The woman sobbed on the floor before she went inside to see her.

The woman knew that "J" had killed himself in the house. that he had been suffering from abuse and committed suicide. Her daughters other friend had moved away after she saw "J"'s dead body at his funeral. She also couldn't stand seeing her friend act like she wasn't there and asking about her and "J" like a lunatic. After "J" died she had almost gone insane like her friend had. She had told all her depressing, sob stories to her like "J" had done. They both had expected too much from there fragile best friend.

~At the cemetery outside of town~

"It's our fault "J" and you know it. We broke a fragile angel that was sent to guide us. We tormented her night after night. We deserve nothing less than what we get, you do know that right "J." Eventually I will join you but our deaths will never be enough to pay for all the sins we have committed. When I die lets work together to make the afterlife a place that she can enjoy and finally be happy in.

It's our promise "J" so never forget it." She bent over and gave a kiss to each side of the tombstone before looking at the sky. Tears streamed down her face as she grinned and gave a hardy laugh. She skipped around his tombstone before becoming blank faced and walking out of the cemetery. The promise only to be remembered in solitude until the day she died. She never looked back at the tombstone and never visited it again.