I see you lying next to me

We haven’t talked much for the rest of the drive.
I’m getting a bit nervous, I have no idea how the house looks like or how many people lives there nowadays.
We are driving deep in the forest; it’s very dark around us.
The forest doesn't look very inviting, it looks rather terrifying.

There's something coming up ahead, I can see light coming through the trees.
We are probably getting closer to the coven.
Bob drives a little bit more through the endless forest, then he finally stops the car.
I’m finally here.

The house is very big.
The light I saw was coming through the many windows the house has. The only floor that's completely dark is the top floor of the house, it seems kind of scary.
The house is white and beautiful. It looks very old too, but not as old as I thought it would look when the conductor told me that it’s existed for over 200 years. It must’ve been renovated some decades ago. I can’t wait to get inside.

“Stop the wondering and get your ass out of the car, Gerard” Bob commands.
“Yes, sorry. It’s all just so new to me” I say.

We get out of the car and Bob helps me with my many bags.
I have like five bags full of stuff with me; they’re full of clothes, comics, and art supplies.
I carry two of my bags and Bob carries the rest, he looks very strong and seems to carry them without problems.
There’s someone on the porch, must be waiting for us.

We walk quickly towards the house.
The person on the porch waves at us and smiles kindly.
The person is a woman, very old. She has a long orange creped hair and some weird glasses on.
“That’s Mary Winters, the leader of the house and the main teacher, not exactly a nice person” Bob tells me quietly.

“Bob, you can carry the bags up to his room, it’s the room 33. I want to talk to him in private” Mary orders Bob when we get to the porch. Bob groans and obeys; I can hear him mumbling something about ‘always being the slave’ and something more when he lifts the first bags.

“So you must be Gerard, welcome to the coven. I’m Mary Winters, I’m the leader of the house” she tells me and smiles.
“Yes, my name is Gerard” I answer awkwardly.
“Well Gerard, we don’t get more students very often so it’s really nice to have you here, I hope you will have good time here and get some friends along the practicing” she tells me and looks through the porch window inside the house and looks a bit concerned.
“Yes, I hope so” I answer awkwardly again. I can hear some subdued screaming coming from inside the house. She must’ve heard the screaming too, as she looks through the window again and looks more concerned.
“I’m sorry, I need to know what’s happening inside, looks like there’s some problems” she says before rushing through the front door. I take the bags that Bob hasn’t collected yet and go after Mary inside the house.

“He did it again!” someone screams.
“He’s been there now for 20 hours, we don’t have much time left!” someone screams.
“Jake felt that one of us is dying like an hour ago and we immediately knew who!” screams another voice.
“Nobody can go through his door, it’s locked with some kind of magic!” screams a disturbingly familiar sounding voice. I turn to look at the direction the scream came from. The person is a boy with a fucking fro that everyone remembers, especially me.

Mary runs upstairs as fast as she can. I run to the boy.

“Ray! What the fuck is going on?” I shout at him. He turns at my direction.
“Oh my fucking god! Gerard!” he shouts and runs to hug me.
“Yes Ray it’s fucking incredible to see you but what’s going on here?” I ask, still not believing that I’m talking to Ray.
“Frank, one of us, committed suicide 20 hours ago and if the Bringers don’t get into his room in four hours, he can’t be brought back to life” Ray explains.
“Okay, Bob told me about the Frank guy and…” a loud crash from upstairs interrupts me.
“Mary must’ve got in” Ray says, now smiling with a relief.

The rest of the day we just talked about everything with Ray, he told me that they had to move away when we were little because his parents wanted to move closer to the coven when Ray had to move into the coven. He couldn’t tell me back then because normal people shouldn’t even know that the coven exists. I’m so happy to be friends with Ray again.

The Frank guy, he got brought back to life by the Bringers, just in time. I’m wondering how he might look, is he a tough looking guy that really beats you up if you even look at him? Or is he a sad looking little depressed emo as Bob described him? I’d really like to see him, but I’m scared.
Ray told me that he mostly just stays in his room, sometimes you can hear him listening music very loud or just screaming by himself.
And if Frank comes out of his room; it’s usually at night when he thinks that nobody’s awake. Ray had sometimes caught Frank at the library when he was himself going to steal something to eat from the kitchen; Frank was always reading something related to music. Ray also told me to seriously stay away from him, when I asked why, he told me that Frank's done some seriously horrible things there, about which Ray didn't want to talk about.

It’s very late by now and almost everyone has gone to their rooms to sleep or something. It’s very dark outside, and the forest looks even scarier now than in the daylight.
I’m sitting on a sofa in the library; it’s very dark inside the house too, the only light here now is the candles I lit about an hour ago. I found a book about the history of the coven and it’s very interesting. The book says that the leader Mary has leaded the house for over 100 years by now, and that the top floor of the house has been abandoned for about fifty years now and still nobody dares to go there, maybe Mary would know more about it? The book also says that there really lives a few werewolves in the forest here, I knew it.

I think I should go to my room soon too.
I need to sleep; tomorrow will be a long day. Mary told me that I don’t need to start practicing yet if I don’t want to. She wants me to look around and become familiar with everything in peace.

I close the book and leave it on the table.
I stretch a bit and let out a yawn, I’m so tired. I walk out of the library and up to the second floor where my room is. I walk towards my room when I suddenly hear something.
I stop walking.

I listen more specifically.

Someone is playing guitar here.
Maybe it’s Ray, he told me that he likes to stay up late and sometimes he plays his guitar really late.

I follow the sound.
It gets louder by every meter I walk.

I’m now at the door. The guy seems to be very good at playing the guitar.
I’m about to knock, when suddenly the door opens by itself.
I can’t see anyone. The guy must’ve opened the door with some kind of magic.

“What do you want?” someone asks. This is really not Ray’s room.
“Um… Hi I’m Gerard and—“
“I don’t care. Just tell me why you’re here” He says, I still don’t see anyone. The room is very dark.
“I heard you playing the guitar and first I thought it might be my friend Ray but now I can see it’s not but anyway you’re pretty good” I say quickly and confused. Then suddenly I take a look at his door.
It’s broken, looks like someone has tried to get in the room with a force and succeeded.
Wait.
Oh my god.

It’s Frank who played the guitar.

Notes

here's the third chapter c:
it was so nice to log in and see that i've got more readers and comments c:
now i'm going to buy some ice cream and then i'll maybe write the fourth chapter :D
thank you guys for reading this c: