My Story: Haunting of Chrystelle (Part 10)

       Everything was going perfect for Chrystelle, Bodies intertwined on the bed,  Her mind went blank as she drifted off into the shadows moving across the ceiling from the cars passing the street. Maybe what I seen today was just stress from work. maybe it was all in my mind. Chrystelle relaxed as Seira pulled her close. All she had to do was close her eyes but why couldnt she sleep.
       Hours seemed to past and Chrystelle was long asleep. She tossed and turned against the sheets. Jumping up from her bed her body drenched in sweat. Thirst clung to her throat tightly. Standing from the bed she slipped into her slippers. The silence of the house not letting a sound break through. The further she wandered through the house the more she felt the eyes. The more she heard the scream. The more she felt the terror.
      As she entered her bathroom she thought to herself. "Lets not be the blonde in the movie". She turned on her sink and drank from it. Staring at the mirror she laughed at herself. "And you dont try it" she said to her reflection. Turning towards the door she avoided the bathtub. She thought "fuck that" and returned to her bed. Climbing under the covers she looked as seira face to make sure she wasnt.... Different. Shaking off the fear she said relax to herself and rolled over.
    She closed her eyes before something told her to open them. Avoiding the feeling she tried to sleep. But the feeling began to overwhelm her. Opening her eyes to reassure herself. The black figure from the bathroom stared back into her eyes. "What THE FUCK" chrystelle yelled in fustrastion causing seiras to wake up. "Whats wrong?" turning towards her chrystelle looked back where the figure was. "Really" she thought to herself. Pissed she looked back at Seira and said "nothing".
   Rolling over they both fell asleep in silence. Both of them just cant shaking the feeling that someone, or something was in there with them.