All I remember is walking into the park with Adrien and then nothing. When I awoke I was in his spare bedroom in nothing but my boxers. When I looked around there wasn’t the slightest sgn of anyone. Confused not only by this but the pain I was experiencing I reached up and touched my head. Blood. Did I fall and Adrien bring me back to the house?
I stepped out into the living room. Why is it so quiet in here… As I walked through the room I heard nothing but the hardwood floor creaking under my every step. As I turned towards the bedroom I got an eerie feeling that made me pause for a moment. What in bloody hell is going on… As I stepped into the bedroom I had to fight back the words that were trying to escape me. Chantel..?
There it was scribbled in crayon across the wall, lurking over Adrien’s bed. How did she get in the house and where is the housekeeper? Everything had been thrown around the room. Clothing from the drawers and wardrobe had been spread across the room and the bed sheets not lay by the bathroom door. Through the bathroom door I could see that that room was no better. What the fuck was she looking for?
I turned back towards the living room just in time to see her standing by the front door. Smiling the same smile from the airport. Long black hair dangled grotesquely shaping her face. Her eyes, blue and big, sat sunken in like she had been crying for hours. Lips trembling even though she was smiling. An unforgettable face. Her skin was pale, like someone who had been locked away for years without any chance to see sunlight. This must be Chantel.
Startled by the sight of her I stumbled backwards falling over the debris on the floor. While scrambling to get my wits back she slipped out the front door. Fuck, I have to stop her.. I ran out into the street, but by the time I made it down the driveway I realized she was nowhere in sight.
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