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Shh, she can hear me

Running from the watchful eyes inside the mansion, she must be careful whom to trust and use her time wisely because it's running out for her beloved Seamstress Rene'. With so many secrets and so much blood, this tale is not for the lighthearted. This a spin-off from my Wattpad short, 'Shh, she can hear you'.

A_Squared · Teen
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Chapter 61: Charles? Or maybe a dream…

I wake up gasping for air, my chest feeling heavy and my eyes watery. "It felt so real and paralyzing." I take deep breaths trying to calm down but a knock intrudes on my racing thoughts.

*Knock,Knock* "Victoria are you awake?" I put a hand on my chest relieved that it's Charles. I respond back, "Yes I am now Charles! I-!" I dart my eyes to the clock and it's 9:01pm. I will have to leave the room soon, but why is Charles here at this time?

I never thought about it til now, he would usually be working on an outfit or something..But he's not right now he's here with me? I mean I don't mind though. I'm actually glad he's here after my weird nightmare, but still why?

I push myself out of bed, feeling my heartbeat increase as I get closer to the knob. Slight hairs on my skin rise and I hear a ringing in my ear. It gets louder and louder with each step.

"Victoria are you up?" Charles repeats and I nod, putting my hand on my ears as the sound gets louder. *RiNnNG* * RiNnNG* Ir continues, "Victoria open the door." "Charles there's this loud noise that's loud. I can't-ahh!" I step backwards, and the sound lightens making grab my chest. "What was that?"

I hear more knocks on the door, but I don't go near it again. "Charles I'm sorry but something is wrong. I'm not sure what it is but I'm scared." The knocking got lighter and he stops for a second, "Ah it's okay Victoria I'm only here to help. I mean aren't we friends."

I start to tear up for some reason, burying my face in my knees. "Well yes but what if you're someone else? What if something happens to you? What if you disappear too? I already gotten to close to you but it's too late. I'm sorry." I sniffle trying to compose myself but the tears don't stop. They keep coming, and keep coming for a while.

I probably deserve this, this probably what I get…

The air gets tight with my chest feeling heavy making me fall back. The world seems to blur and my throat claw at my skin as I just to reach for someone who isn't there…