"Are you sure you are going to be happy here?" Bonnie asked as she swept the front porch. I just rolled my eyes at her as I took the empty boxes to the trash at the end of the driveway. "Riley, did you hear me?" I smiled at her and made my way back to the porch.
"Yes I heard you, and yes I'm going to be happy here." I watched her take a look around.
"You know there is still time to move in with me." I shook my head and headed inside.
My father passed away about four years ago. My mother ended up with a hefty payment from the company that sold my father the faulty car that ended up taking his life. The brakes failed on him and the whole car shut down. When I turned eighteen, my mother had put away money for my sister and me. I got my money that day. I knew the one thing I had wanted to do was buy my own home. The money that was left to me, allowed me to buy my home and go to school. I didn't have to work, but I kept my part-time job at Joe's cafe here in our small town of Meadow Brook Washington. My sister Bonnie is older than me by three years. She and my mother have always been close. I was daddy's little girl and I took his death harder than my sister and mother.
I started house hunting as soon as I knew I had the money. I ended up finding the perfect house for myself. It's a two-story, three-bedroom house. That was built in the forties. It's old and ran down. The previous owners left the house sit for many years. My sister hates it. She thinks it creepy and more work then it is worth. I love it, It gives me happy feelings and also gets me away from my mother. Not that my mother and I don't get along. I just don't think she agrees with me on my life choices and it causes us to fight, a lot.
Today was going to be my first night in the home. Bonnie decided she wanted to spend it with me. Over the last month, I have had workers here fixing up the things I couldn't do on my own. Like the plumbing and floors and places new appliances. Most of the things in the house I wanted to fix up on my own. I'm pretty crafty like that.
My sister Bonnie and I are pretty close. She knows better than to talk to me about dad and our mother. She also has her own life and it's far different from the way I spend mine. She moved away when she was nineteen and choose not to go to school. She got herself a condo in the city and works as a secretary to a businessman she has been after for years. I don't think he is willing to cheat on his wife for her, but she seems determined to change that, and my mother likes her choices better than mine.
I have always cared about my schooling and my work. My passion has always been my art. I love to paint and I know it's a hard profession to have, but I love it and I have always been a determined person, like my father. My father loved my art. With the money I received, it has helped me to make my dream a reality. I take art classes four times a week at the college in the city and I love it. I plan to learn more about the history of this house. It sits on the outside of our town on three acres. I had the roof fixed right after I bought it. It really needed the most work. The other thing I loved was the price. You could tell the owners really just wanted to get rid of the place. I only paid a little over a hundred grand for the place.
"What do you want to do for dinner tonight?" Bonnie asked as she placed the pillows on my bed.
"Let's just order a pizza or something?" She nodded and left the bedroom to order our food. I pulled my blanket up and heard a noise behind me. I stopped and turned to watch my closet door creak open. I rolled my eyes as I walked over to close it back up. More stuff to fix, I said to myself. As I closed the door I felt a sift rush of cool air, brush across my neck. It gave me goosebumps. Then the bedroom door slammed shut. It made me jump and let out a little yell. What the hell? I walked over and opened it. I looked down the hallway. Thinking maybe Bonnie was messing around, but the hallway was empty. "Bonnie?" I hollered out.
"Yeah?" She yelled back.
"What are you doing?"
"Ordering pizza, what else would I be doing?" I swear at that moment I felt fingertips brush down my arm. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I think I just bought a hunted house. I started to giggle to myself. Cut it out Riley, I said to myself. I placed a shoe in front of the bedroom door and went back to unpacking. "What has you all spaced out?" I looked over at Bonnie as I chewed my bit of pizza.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean you haven't said too much and you seem to be off in space or something."
"I think I'm just tired. We have been at this all day."
"Yeah, and you're on your own tomorrow. I have to work ar noon."
"Oh, it's cool. Betty, Jen, and Tommy are coming over." My sister just rolled her eyes. Betty and Jen have been my two best friends since grade school. I have been seeing Tommy for about a year now and my sister doesn't really care for him. I only think its because he is her age and he has been a cook at Joe's cafe for four years now. She thinks Tommy has no future and is not good enough for me. I don't care about those types of things. He is fun to be with and great in bed. He is a good man and I do like him.
"Well, maybe the four of you can get the rest of this house put together." There really wasn't too much left to do. I had some furniture showing up tomorrow. My living room set and a dining room table. I had to sit back and be proud of what the house looked like now. I didn't really change much. I just replaced what needed to be fixed and did some upgrades.
The next morning, I woke up early. The whole night I was having strange dreams. I was in this house and I could hear someone talking to me, but I could never make out what they were saying. I walked around the house and kept calling out to the voices. I don't know where the dreams were coming from. I made a pot of coffee and took my cup out to the front porch. My sister would be asleep until it was almost time for her to go to work. My friends would be here around nine. My view was amazing. The tree cover helped to keep the sundown and the grass was all wet from the morning dew. It was quiet and all I could hear was the birds and the squirrels.
I had just gotten out of the bathroom when I heard the cars pull up outside. I walked out onto the porch. Tommy drove over in his truck and Jen and Betty came in Betty's car. "Hey you, way to buy the spooky house," Betty called out. This was the first time Jen and Betty had seen the house. Tommy came walking up the porch and kissed my head.
"I don't think it's scary." He said as he winked at me. Tommy was a good looking guy. He had dirty blond hair and green eyes. He stood at least a foot taller than myself. He only has one tattoo of a rose on his back. He had lost a bet when he was in high school. He doesn't care for tattoos. We all headed inside.
"This is so great," Jen said. We all looked at her. "What, you know this is going to be the party spot." I just shook my head.
"Nope, no way. You're not partying here. Do you know how much money I have put into this place?" Both Jen and Betty laughed.
"Then how about we party outside? There's so much space out here." Jen asked. Tommy just looked at me.
"Well maybe," I said with a smile. We cranked the music up and got to work. I had to separate Jen and Betty. If not they would get no work done. Around eleven, my sister came walking down the stairs.
"Looks like you got all the help you need." She said as she walked into the kitchen where Tommy and I were unpacking.
"Good morning," I said and she smiled at me.
"No cooking this morning Tommy?" She said and I knew she was just taking a jab at him.
"Nope took the morning off to help your sister. Off to ruin your boss's marriage today?" He snapped back. I had to turn and hide my smile.
"You know it," Bonnie said and poured herself a cup of coffee. "I'm going to take this coffee to go. I have a long drive to work. Love you sister." She said and I waved goodbye.
"How do you put up with her?" Tommy asked me.
"She is my sister. I kind of have to. Besides, I don't see her much. I can handle her when I do see her." The four of us crashed outside on the porch. We had been at it all day and finally, everything was done.
"The next house you buy you're on your own," Betty said. We all laughed. Tommy had left to go get us all food. It was the least I could do for them all helping me. "Is Tommy staying with you tonight?"
"I don't think so, but maybe."
"So how is that going?" Jen asked.
"Just good?" Betty asked.
"Yeah, I mean we're doing good."
"Sounds like fun," Jen said all sarcastic.
"Shut up," I said and pushed her a little.
"Seriously though, how are things really?" Betty asked.
"I like him and we have fun together. I don't have any complaints." Betty nodded her head at me.
"I guess that's good, Jen here is thinking of dumping Darren again." I rolled my eyes and looked over at her. Jen is the most outgoing one of the three of us. She is also a hopeless romantic and always has her nose stuck in some romance books with false realities. She has been with Darren since high school and every other week, poor Darren is about to be dumped for not following some character in one of her books.
"What's he doing wrong this week?" I asked her. She sat up and just crossed her arms.
"I just don't think he is the one." Tommy showed back up and we all ate and then Bettey and Jen headed out.
"Do you want me to stay?" Tommy asked me.
"If you want to." He smiled at me and walked over to me. I looked up at him and he placed his lips to mine. He took ahold of me and pressed me against the wall. Our lips still together. "Does this mean you want to stay?" I asked him.
"If your not to tired, I'd love to." We shut off all the lights and locked the house up. He then followed me up to my bedroom. We both laid down on my bed and went back to kissing. Tommy started to undo the buttons on my shirt. He was kissing my neck and I was letting out little moans. I had a funny feeling like someone was in the room with us. I tried to look around, but the room was too dark. I just rolled my eyes and went back to my boyfriend. Tommy was a good guy and I did care about him, but sex with him was always the same. Tommy would start it, but I always finished it. Just like always, I ended up on top I let the sheet slip from my skin as I gripped ahold of his chest and moved up and down him until I was about to feel my own release. I still felt like someone was watching us.
The next morning Tommy was up bright and early. He was making us breakfast. I walked into the kitchen and Tommy handed me a cup of coffee. I wasn't a huge coffee drinker, but I did love it in the mornings. "You might want to get some people back in here to check the heating. It was freezing this morning and I couldn't get it to turn on." The house didn't feel that bad to me.
"What time did you get up?" I asked him.
"About an hour ago."
"Did you get the heat to work?"
"No, it never came on."
"It feels okay in here now."
"Yeah, I guess so, but the weather is going to be changing soon." I nodded at him and started to sip my coffee. Tommy didn't have to work today so he spent most of his day here with me. It was giving me time to think about things in my life. I was wondering if I saw a future with Tommy or not. I mean don't get me wrong. I enjoyed our time together. We always had fun and he was always very supportive of my choices, but something between us was just lacking. I knew it was in the bedroom, but Tommy is the only man I have ever been with. I really didn't have anything to compear it to. I just always felt like there was something better out there. I would lay in bed next to him after we had sex and I would just feel like something was missing. I was torn whether or not I wanted to continue being with him or not. We have been together for a year and we still haven't said I love you.
Later that evening, I was saying goodbye to Tommy. I waved as he drove off and I was finally alone in my new home. I have never been a huge social person. Yeah, I had my friends and family, but most of the time I liked to be by myself. I opened the house up to let the cool night air come through. I turned on some music and sat outside on my porch with a cup of tea and a good book. I really loved the peace and quiet out here. The crickets just added to the comfort of my surroundings.
My father had an old record player that I fell in love with when I was little. My mother let me have it and all the records he collected. I played the old reconds more then I listened to today's music. I heard one of the records start to skip. I sat my book down and made my way back inside. Once I step inside the record fixed itself. I shrugged my shorlders and went to head back out to my porch seat. That's when all the lights went out in the house, and I was in compleat darkness.