The House Of Horrors (By: Olivia Herbert)

I didn't know whether I was awake or dreaming. And the guilt set in before reality did. This was all my fault. If I had got the stupid old car checked up on before we left as my dad suggested, then this never would have happened. I did this. Once the haze of confusion and dizziness cleared I called out to the others, "Is everyone okay?" "I am," choked Savannah as she shifted slightly in the passengers seat. "I am too. Thanks for asking," Faye spoke, she was still her typical self. "What about Tyler and Mitchell? Are you guys okay?" I asked. "I'm fine. But Mitchell. Oh god. There's a lot of blood Natalie....I-I-I think he might be dead. The gash on his head is pretty bad," Tyler replied. "We need to take him to the hospital," I said and used all my strength to drag myself out of he wreck, and into the pouring rain where lightning lit up the sky. "Come on we need to find shelter and call 911. We can't just sit here," I watched as Savannah and Faye followed out after me. Meanwhile Tyler struggled to drag both himself and Mitchell out, but he wouldn't let anyone else help him. "I'm going to call for help," I yelled over the rain. I flipped open my cellphone and realized I had no service, "Does anyone have service?" They pulled out their cellphones and shook their heads. "What are we going to do!? We're going to d- you guys look!" Savannah screeched. We looked in her direction and saw that she was pointing at a house that seemed to come out of nowhere. Without another word we all ran towards it. It was shelter. Right then, that was all that mattered. We knocked on the old wooden door several times but no answer. Tyler, once catching up to us took one look at the door, broke the glass, reached in and unlocked the door. "Tyler! Are you insane!? Somebody could be in there!" I yelled. "This place looks too old for anybody to be living here. Besides do you see any cars near here besides ours?" I didn't object. We were tired, wet, cold and injured. Besides we had nowhere to go. The floorboards creaked eerily as we took our first step into the house. "I have a bad feeling about this," Savannah whimpered. "Suck it up you wimp," replied Faye. I could tell this was going to ruin all chances of having fun. This trip to my cottage was supposed to make spring break an awesome experience, but it was official, our plans were ruined and this day couldn't get worse. "We're going to die in here," whined Savannah. "I'm sure we'll be fine. This place isn't that bad," I lied. "Yes. Let's all listen to Goody two shoes Natalie. Who is the one who got us into this mess in the first place!" Faye's voice boomed, shaking the whole house and making the cob webs dance above us. "Shut up Faye! It's not like I put the deer in front of the car!" I spat back. "Oh so you decided to swerve off the road and tumble down a ditch. Risking your friends lives doesn't matter to you because the center of the universe always and always has be you!" Ouch."Come on Faye. Sisters aren't supposed to fight." Her honey colored eyes darted across the room, refusing to look at me. "Yeah well I was always a rule breaker not a rule follower," she replied. My heart ached. She already started to walk upstairs when she said, "I'm going upstairs to have a shower if the water works. I'll be in the washroom if anyone needs me." The room fell quiet after she was gone. After a few moments of much needed silence, in a worried voice Tyler said, "Natalie? I need you to come help me put pressure on the wound on Mitchell's arm while I tend to his head." I nodded and walked briskly over to Mitchell's unconscious body. I knelt beside him and tried to ignore the smell of the coppery blood. While putting pressure on Mitchell's wound, I watched Tyler bandage his head with great agility and skill. I was quite impressed, but I quickly looked away once noticing my cheeks getting hotter by the second. "Guys what are we going to do? No one knows we crashed. Our phones aren't working and we're miles from home," Savannah asked, she has always been the worrying type but I've never seen her like this. "We're going to be fine." An ear piercing scream made me lose my train of thought. I jumped up immediately. It was Faye. Something was wrong. I ran up the curved staircase and almost tripping several times. "Natalie wait! Wait for us!" they called after me but I kept on going. Even though we fight I am still her sister. As I approached the bathroom door I could hear the water still running but there was complete silence. My heart pounded like a hammer against cloth. I reached for the doorknob and felt it's cold surface on my hand. I turned it and let the door swing inwards. Stepping through the doorframe I let out a whimper, because in front of me was the most horrific scene I have ever seen. Written on the white wall in blood was, "evil lives here....." In fear and discomfort I ran over to the bath tub and yanked open the curtain to find it filled with blood. Hot tears poured down my face, but what had happened? Then, through my blurry vision I saw it. It......it....was.....her head. A horrific scream escaped me as I was consumed with fear and confusion. She was dead. Decapitated, and skewered by the shower head. It went right through her neck and was still running. My stomach twisted into several knots I knew it would never come out of. Tyler and Savannah came in not too soon after. "Oh my god," they both said in a chorus. " What happened?" "I just found her like this," I answered between sobs. "Wait. If we were all down stairs. Who is did this and why?"