Dear Stupid Journal Two: Running From Love

[proud.little.wolf]

I think I'll give you guys an early Christmas gift. =D

Dear SJ,

Violet led me to this large two-story house. It was the same as the rest of the town: run-down and old. But it was still a house nontheless.
We walked inside and ended up in the foyer, where we plopped down on what seemed to be an ancient couch.
"Make yourself at home," Violet said, standing up again and retreating upstairs.
I stood up and wandered around.
Dust had gathered on everything: the bookshelves, tables, chairs, and anything else it could fall on. The floorboards were old and creaky, squeaking with almost every step. The chandelier above the kitchen table was old-fashioned, holding candles instead of lights.
But there was one thing in particular that grabbed my attention. There was a staircase in the corner of the living room, leading downstairs.
A basement.
I glanced around wearily to make sure no one was watching before stepping lightly down each step as if it were about to give at any moment.
The air became heavy and damp, bringing the smell of mold and mildew as well as earth. It was so dark I couldn't see my own paw in front of my face.
I was just thinking that the stairs would never end when my paws hit dirt.
I had reached the bottom of the staircase.
Knowing that I couldn't explore effectively without light, I pulled out my iPhone and turned it on. A small area of light appeared from the device, and I held it out in front of me to watch where I was going.
At one point I directed it at the ceiling, and wished I hadn't.
Rickety old rafters cris-crossed the ceiling, and there was somebody standing on the one directly above me.
Piercing blue eyes burned into my soul, paralyzing me. I nearly dropped my phone as I stumbled backward, making for the stairs.
I raced upstairs with blinding speed, almost tripping over my own paws.
Only when I reached the top of the stairs did I look back down into the darkness. I wanted to see if the creature had followed me.
It hadn't.
Sighing with relief, I decided to climb up the stairs Violet had taken earlier.
I came to a hallway with three rooms on either side.
"Violet?" I called.
"In here," her voice replied from the room on the very far left.
Violet's room reflected the way she dressed.
Gothic posters and decor were distributed around the room, giving it a dark and eerie feeling as I entered.
Violet was sitting on her bed, sorting what appeared to be old black-and-white photographs.
I walked over and stood in front of her.
"Hey Violet, I didn't mean to be a snooper, but when I was in your basement, there was a pair of blue eyes looking down at me from the rafters," I said.
"Eh, you're probably imagining it. There's nothing in our basement," Violet replied without looking up.
"I guess you're right," I said. "I was kinda scared to begin with, so my mind was just playing tricks on me. Plus, it didn't follow me upstairs when I ran away."
Violet shrugged. "Yeah, probably."
"Who's that?" I asked, pointing at a picture of a she-dog holding what seemed to be a younger version of Violet, minus the gothic outfit.
"My mom and I," she replied, placing it next to a photo of a dog who must have been her father.
"So these are all pictures of you and your parents?" I sat down next to her.
"Not necessarily," she replied, studying a photograph of a small pup. "Like this one, for instance," she held it up for me to see, "is my cousin, Cara."
Cara's playful smile reminded me of my sister, Mira. I teared up a little, then shoved the tears back in. There was no way I was going to cry in front of Violet.
"And this one," Violet said, showing me another photo, "is my brother."
I almost choked. A dog was leaning against a tree next to a stream, his eyes having glared at the camera.
His serious face and long black hair were unmistakable, and I stifled a gasp as I realized who it was.
It was Derek.

~Lux

[Desayah]

nooooooo why?! why?! I AM NOW TOO FULLL!!!! TOO FULL OF AWSOMENESS, NEED MORE AWSOMNESS. HAVE A CRAVING!!!!!! XELA YOU AHEV MADE A MIRACLE OF THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS!!!!

[xxazul63xx]

It all goes back to derek doesn't it?

[proud.little.wolf]

It all goes back to derek doesn't it?

Maybe, maybe not. Could be her imagination. xP

[Desayah]

you speak in riddles xela seriously!wait?! blue eyes!!! i have suspicions!

[proud.little.wolf]

you speak in riddles xela seriously!wait?! blue eyes!!! i have suspicions!

Suspicions of whom? Who has had blue eyes here before? xP

[xxazul63xx]

Blue eyes................ VIOLET HAS BLUE EYES................. could it be......................

[Deschy]

Blue eyes................ VIOLET HAS BLUE EYES................. could it be......................

But Violet can't be upstairs and downstairs at the same time right?

[proud.little.wolf]

Blue eyes................ VIOLET HAS BLUE EYES................. could it be......................

But Violet can't be upstairs and downstairs at the same time right?

Rest assured that it's not Violet.

[xxazul63xx]

good