A third time startled on his first night at his new home. That scream jerked him to a sitting position even before his mind could comprehend it. Owen grabbed his boxers shouting for Maddy. His brain was half muddled still from the drink. A sour taste lingered in his mouth. He stumbled into his boxers as he went down the hall.
“Maddy! What! What is it!” He was yelling to her as his feet pounded down the creaking stairs.
The door was open and Maddy’s car was whipping around in the front yard kicking up dirt and spinning its tires in her desperation to get away.
“What the fuck!” He yelled after her car gesturing with frustration and anger.
“You could have just sneaked out like all the other girls do for fucksake!” He continued his yelling - as Julianna had noticed there were no neighbors to disturb this far out.
He slammed his front door behind him and stood in the foyer fuming. What had gotten into that girl? Had she really taken those old ghost stories to heart? Gone and freaked herself out over a creaky old house. Country girls were probably more skiddish than city ones. Hell, he’d lived in buildings damn near as old as this one up north and nobody put up a fuss up like that.
Owen walked through the house, his bare feet padding on old floors that seemed to protest in certain spots under the weight of him. It didn’t bother him. That’s what old floors did: complain. Like grandparents whining about aches and pains.
It was a glass on the piano that gave him pause.
He cocked his head at it not remembering that either of them had left it there. When he sat at the piano, he drank straight from the bottle. He and Maddy held their flirtation exclusively in the kitchen before stumbling their way directly to bed.
So why the glass there?
He was hesitant to approach and picked it up after a moment of careful consideration. What if the place was haunted?
The thought made him laugh out loud. Clearly Maddy had come down stairs for another drink, had played a little piano - hadn’t he heard the sound of piano? - and scared herself. In the kitchen, Owen filled the glass with water from the tap and gulped it down.
What a strange evening.
"Stupid old house. I was gonna fuck her in the morning too, ya know! Fucking spoiled my good time. I'm going to paint you mustard puke yellow in punishment!" He cursed the place and kicked the nearest counter. Not a great idea considering he was barefoot. "Ow. Shitfuck." He complained and hopped on one foot to the nook in the kitchen. Owen sat down and rubbed miserably at his toes.
“Maddy! What! What is it!” He was yelling to her as his feet pounded down the creaking stairs.
The door was open and Maddy’s car was whipping around in the front yard kicking up dirt and spinning its tires in her desperation to get away.
“What the fuck!” He yelled after her car gesturing with frustration and anger.
“You could have just sneaked out like all the other girls do for fucksake!” He continued his yelling - as Julianna had noticed there were no neighbors to disturb this far out.
He slammed his front door behind him and stood in the foyer fuming. What had gotten into that girl? Had she really taken those old ghost stories to heart? Gone and freaked herself out over a creaky old house. Country girls were probably more skiddish than city ones. Hell, he’d lived in buildings damn near as old as this one up north and nobody put up a fuss up like that.
Owen walked through the house, his bare feet padding on old floors that seemed to protest in certain spots under the weight of him. It didn’t bother him. That’s what old floors did: complain. Like grandparents whining about aches and pains.
It was a glass on the piano that gave him pause.
He cocked his head at it not remembering that either of them had left it there. When he sat at the piano, he drank straight from the bottle. He and Maddy held their flirtation exclusively in the kitchen before stumbling their way directly to bed.
So why the glass there?
He was hesitant to approach and picked it up after a moment of careful consideration. What if the place was haunted?
The thought made him laugh out loud. Clearly Maddy had come down stairs for another drink, had played a little piano - hadn’t he heard the sound of piano? - and scared herself. In the kitchen, Owen filled the glass with water from the tap and gulped it down.
What a strange evening.
"Stupid old house. I was gonna fuck her in the morning too, ya know! Fucking spoiled my good time. I'm going to paint you mustard puke yellow in punishment!" He cursed the place and kicked the nearest counter. Not a great idea considering he was barefoot. "Ow. Shitfuck." He complained and hopped on one foot to the nook in the kitchen. Owen sat down and rubbed miserably at his toes.
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