Depicted Soul With Blood

`Chapter 1`

All you will be reading starting here is pure fiction. The names, places, and the story itself is fiction, the writer (I), only invented the story and made up the characters, the plot or storyline, the dialogue, and sometimes even the setting. A fictional work does not claim to tell a true story.

WARNING: This is just the beginning of terror. Please be ready for goosebumps and expect many scary things to happen. If you have any phobias or fear all about paranormals and horror, DO NOT PROCEED. You've already read the genre from my note, please be aware.

KYLE JIMENEZ'S POV

"Is it really necessary to go there? I mean it's too big for us to stay there," I said, staring at her pouted face. She is Coleen Hasine, my one, and only girlfriend. The only one I have loved for years.

She just rolled her eyes at me and chewed. "Where's your sense of adventure, Kyle? For once just be spontaneous and come with me!" But in a split second her countenance changed and plead. "Please?"

For an instance, I hate big houses that lived for centuries. Although I want to know their histories and discover facts, there are more dark sides inside. The house that we will be going to belonged to my grandmother. I've been inside it but I felt so scared when I was little because it looks scarier inside than on the outside.

The house has 3 stories and has 10 rooms overall. One step inside and the longstanding wood will creak that it can be heard all over the house. I don't know why Coleen is tougher than I am, but I keep her telling the scariest facts and rumors I know about the house. That's why she called me sometimes 'scaredy-cat'.

But, I also miss my grandmother, we have never seen each other since my dad and I left then lived here in the city. My dad said it was better for me to discover the outside world more as I grew so without any hesitation, my grandmother approved and she told my dad that I should go here when the time comes.

I just can't take over her pleaded face while looking directly at my eyes. "Okay, fine. But I have to inform your dad about it. I'll call dad that we will go there," As I said it, her face brightened, and hugged me.

"Thank you, Kyle! I really appreciated that you agreed and it makes me more thrilled than ever. I will start packing tonight and we will go there tomorrow."

She walked out of the room but she stopped for a moment. "Oh yeah, I almost forgot, we will stay there the whole summer! That's the decision and you just approved," She smirked and slammed the door.

As I hear her footsteps fade, I started to wonder if I just made a mistake. Will the future of us will be alright? Will we still make it out alive when we stay? But this is her request, I can't say no now that I officially agreed. I just hope things will turn out fine. Overthinking is my talent, okay?

I started to pack my things up and get some sleep. It was 10:37 p.m. when I finished packing up, I spent almost 3 hours packing my clothes and some paperwork, and right now I am just hoping I didn't make a terrible decision.

"Okay, we're ready! Let's get going to visit your grandmother." The skies still match the night sky and the rooster has already begun his morning routine.

My dad drove us all the way to my grandmother and it almost took us 5 or 6 hours of driving although there's no traffic. Her house is located in the middle of the woods. As we go further, more tall trees and grass that was not even touched were on the side of the road.

My girlfriend is actually a cellphone addict, but seeing her looking at the window all the time was unnatural for me. She really wanted to go there. Her face was calm and her hair was swaying as the wind entered the car. The best view that I have ever encountered in my life, she was an angel that was sent from above that was just beside me.

As our car stopped, she hurriedly opened the back door of the car and got out before I do. Coleen's black boots were limited edition from a very famous brand that she bought when she was out of town last year, yet she was walking in a very dusty environment, not even bothered to see her shoes collecting dirt.

"This house probably cost millions from what I see. Cool place to search for ghosts," She jokingly said."Don't make jokes about it, Coleen. Some jokes might happen to you that you won't even expect," I warned her.

I helped my dad carry our things on the front porch of the house and when I looked at him, he looked worried and terrified.

"Hey son, I know you and your girlfriend are kind of adventurous, but I am warning you all about that," He moved his eyes and looked directly at the house, more terrified, "That house lived many centuries ago and it hides many dark secrets. All I wanted you to do is protect her and listen to your grandmother, you guys are not kids anymore," He looked at me with caution.

I just nodded and looked at my girlfriend wandering her eyes on the entire house. My dad looked at me for the one last time and started the car then left us in front of the old mansion.

"I will be the one who'll knock," She said and started knocking 3 times.

The doorknob began to unlock and my grandmother greeted us with a smile. "Oh my, look what you've grown. She must be your girlfriend, your dad kept on telling me stories about your relationship through my crappy old telephone. Now, come inside," She is still energetic but some of her teeth came out. Her age is like 75 I guess, but she can move like a 40-year-old for me.

As we enter, the whole house really looked old-style, making my skin crawl and making me anxious.

I have Oikophobia, which was curable, and after almost 2 years of therapy, I was able to be more confident in entering houses and being manly in front of people. For some reason, those people around me invites me to their houses and I would shiver in fear then overthink. That is why they see me as a weirdo but what can I do if I have a fear of houses?

"I will prepare our lunch, unpack your things and pick each one of you a room upstairs." Pointing at the old wide stairs, I gulped.

Coleen being active and careless, immediately ran up the stairs and made the old stairs creak continuously. It was deafening for my ears and my skin started to feel cold.

"Stop it, you're just making it more creepy. By the way, that thing is fragile and so is the house," I glared at her and she just rolled her eyes at me.

"You're just scared, am I right?" She began to annoy me by continuing it, "Oh, forget it, there are more things to do than teasing you," Coleen started running upward while I was standing down the stairs.

Tired from our trip and my inside feelings of terror, I brought every bag we've got upstairs. But my every up and down I didn't lose my eyes at Coleen. Like my dad said, I should protect her at all costs. She's the love of my life and I don't want to end up like my dad.

He let my mom die and I have no chance of being with her until I achieve things in my life. It was too heartbreaking and facing the truth was too unacceptable. I wish I saw her for the very last time, I would never let go of her hand and just scare Death, but this is life, we do not know when we will leave this place whether you died young or old.

But when I was finished, I didn't even see her shadow. I began searching and calling for her but there was no reply nor sound, just my voice echoing the whole house. My heart raced more and more as I opened every door wishing she is fine and complete, but there was no Coleen.

Damn, what kind of i***t am I?

I was about to look around inside the 6th door when she jumped out of nowhere and scared me. My heart almost stopped because of her loud voice that was near my ear at that moment, so I closed my eyes to relax or I would die here.

"What the--, do you know how worried I was when you just disappeared? Scaring me like that can lead me to death you know. Stop those scary pranks and pick your room," I took one big exhale as a sign of relief.

"You are not a boss me, just wanted to see if you will piss your pants if I scared you. The room that I picked is this," She said and hurriedly took her bags inside.

At least she is well and not in critical or scary situations, maybe I am just overreacting about her being in some situations like that.

I picked the room beside her and unpacked my things and cleaned the room. The room is well cleaned but I just wanted to make sure that every corner of it has no problem.

Maybe it took me like one and half hours to finish and I threw myself to the bed. I was about to close my eyes and take a nap when I heard 3 continuous knocks at my door.

Still tired and a little bit lazy, I got up and unlocked the door. As I opened it, no one was there. My goosebumps showed and fear was escaping in me.

To think positive thoughts and just be relaxed, I just think of it that Coleen is pranking me again, not stopping on scaring the s**t out of me.

I was about to close the door but in a split second, a woman in some old-fashioned clothes passed and went to the room of Coleen. She just walked straight to the locked door! She was wearing a white yet bloody gown, her hands were at the back and she just went straight to Coleen's room in just 3 seconds, like she did not see me.

I rushed to her room like a maniac and started pounding her door so many times, I even almost slipped. This time, I knocked many times at Coleen's room until I heard her door being unlocked.

"Hey, your knocks are too loud and deafening, what do you want?" She confusedly asked, wearing her color green face mask that was part of her skin routine.

"I was just a-about to borrow your--I mean nothing really, sorry for the disturbance. Just scream or call me i-if ever you need my help," My voice trembled and she just locked her door again.

"Well, if you would like young man, give me a few hours to rest

I may look funny and crazy in her own perspective but I just saw a woman going into her room. Awkwardness is on my side, hugging me today and making me do embarrassing things, and let my old self watch me doing this.

Confused and shocked at the same time, my fear about our lives began to raise and I really don't know what to do. Overthink is in my dictionary, and somehow that word can't be removed from my life. I act like a grown-up coward who likes to overthink every single second of his life.

I didn't want her to be mad and my grandmother who really waited for this moment because I wanted to go home and leave now, I should just think of it like I was hallucinating because of my mixed feelings and the trip hours.

Just imagining myself so tired from the road trip for hours, stressed because of work, and maybe hungry?

Refreshing my mind and calming myself, maybe I was hallucinating things. I know that I was too scared of things that I should try to explore and let it be, I think I should remove that kind of attitude.

Especially for a grown-up man in his 20's and has a girlfriend. As I went inside my room, I locked the door and tried to think of something that will make me sleep. I remembered doing sandcastles at the beach when I was a kid, and closed my eyes, ready to forget what just happened and let go of every single fear I've got.

I have to mature like a man, act like someone who will protect his loved ones, and be the shining knight in his armor of Coleen.

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"I told you I never loved you since we met! How many times should I tell you?!" Seeing his eyes full of irritation and hate, my other self came out.

The pain, sadness, and anger were mixing throughout my whole body and soul, my head making me remember the shits we have done for the past years, my dreams and hope of getting married to the man that I love is now shattered into pieces.

"Promises were meant to be broken is it, Phillip?" Out of control, I showed my knife, my wonderful piece of art.

The knife has our names in it, carved with our love as we watch the sunset at the beach with my gown and his suit wet from the water. I remember everything so clear, so good, but what he did to me was the worst that I could ever expect.

In just seeing how I acted, he panicked but was still calm. "Hey, we can talk about this. You know how much I love her, right? Just let me go and I'll give you everything you want. Is it money? O-oh, maybe tons of paintings from famous artists?"

I tilted my head, then walked slowly with my heels making a wonderful and powerful sound on the wooden floor. It made me feel more confident and wise, I felt so powerful seeing him on the floor, pleading for the selfish life he has.

How pity.

I never blinked at him and just smiled. "And just stay away from our happily ever after? Is this how I get after all these years of loving you?" I coldly said.

I knew he lied to me ever since but I never expected that he chooses to be with her than me. No tears were formed in my eyes, even though hate and pain are all I feel. What is the sense of crying? I will totally look so dumb and ugly, why waste a tear in a guy who cannot even love me back?

I even painted him and took me almost 3 years to finish. Is this what I deserve? Is this what he should pay after years of loving him and being so loyal? What is wrong with me that he chose to be with that brat?

He just stared at me and tried to read my thoughts on what my next move is, but he failed. I know he can read people's minds just like what he said, he even told me he can tell what I feel whenever he stares into my eyes. It was simply because I honestly tell him what I feel, I do not dare to lie, not even once.

So, maybe removing those soft parts of myself in my eyes will probably make him clueless and make me feel so entertained.

As I hold the knife and rotated it with care, his eyes opened wide.

"Serena, I k-know I can't help you from the pain, but let's just face the reality," Shakingly, he managed not to show his fear.

"But can you face the reality with this?" I questioned him and opened my secret caddy and threw something at him.

He finally showed the feeling that what I really wanted to, but more intense and real. No matter how much he stared at it, it won't bring back the time.

Phillip never loved me, so I just took his first love's head without cutting her brunette, long hair. I need to see his reaction after I cared for that. Her blue eyes were bright when I stared at it, her face was full of geeky makeup when I beheaded her.

"Is this----" Without any second thoughts, I replied.

"Yes, that's your fiancee's fancy head. Looking great, huh?" I burst into laughter.

Like a maniac, I laughed loud and stared at him with my eyes wide. This is the best part of all, see him so down and scared, like a little puppy.

"This is too much! This is what they call asininity and you're atrocious!" He blared.

I feel so much better and better as I clapped slowly as I go with the flow of our main song and walked towards him. He can't even stand up and look at me either. The song was playing only inside my head, but I do not care if he knows or not, just wanted to end this and wait for decades.

"Remember this rhythm? I made it for you, remember? You broke many promises today, but only one remained," Confused and scared were seen on his face, I touched his cheeks.

"Till death, I'll love you no matter what." As I cut his neck, a tear came out of my eye.

He used both of his hands to cover the slit and remove the blood coming out of his throat, but for a few seconds, he showed he could not breathe anymore then, poof, no signs of him moving at all.

Without any doubt, I slit my throat too and smiled directly at his open wide eyes. I felt the knife slit my knife and I could not even breathe.

Oh, how beautiful and such bright like how he stared at me years back.

How he interprets his love towards me. So, I will wait for you once again and I will never leave by your side. I will kill whoever stops me from doing so, my love. I will be powerful and we shall conquer the world and also, kill the b***h who made you someone you are not supposed to be.

Be with me when you come back, okay?

I love you, Phillip.