"I swear to god, Winnie! Give it back!"
"I haven't got your stupid vibrator, Y/N! I have my own and, even if I didn't, why on earth would I use yours? That's just disgusting."
You clenched your jaw, nostrils flaring ever so slightly. Your sister had made a good point, but, if she didn't steal, who did? Certainly not your mother - she was rarely at the house, let alone searching through her daughter's room.
"No one else could have stolen it but you, Winnie. We're the only ones in the house and it was there before the party." You said, jabbing a finger at your chester drawers.
Winnie laughed, shaking her head. "You hide it there? Are you being serious? That's such a rookie hiding place."
Rolling your eyes, you rested a hand on your hip, looking at your sister suspiciously. "Oh really? Soย where, pray tell, do you hide yours? Under the floorboards?"
"Precisely." Was all Winnie responded with before spinning around and walking smartly out of your bedroom.
Anger flared in your chest and, before you could stop yourself, you were chasing after her.
"I'm being serious, Winnie. I want it back now."
The older girl sighed as she opened the door of her own room. "I think you'll find that I'm just as serious as you claim to be. I haven't got your bloody vibrator, for Christ's sake!"
Following her into the room, you scoffed, crossing your arms indignantly. "Oh really? Was it the boogieman that stole it then?"
Winnie froze for a second before slowly turning around, a strange look in her eye as the corners of her mouth twitched up into a small smile, making her look deranged. "No, it wasn't the boogieman - but I'll bet any amount of money that it was his daughter."
You frowned, a small breath of confused laughter escaping your lungs as you stared at her incredulously "What are you going on about?" You stepped closer, rasing a hand to her forehead. "Are you feeling okay? Did you drink too much-?" You were cut off by Winnie's own laughter as she shoved your hand away.
"Mum hasn't told you yet? Oh dear, what a shame." Her tone was sarcastic as she stared down at you with an amused smirk.
"What are you nattering on about, you mad women?" You shot back, stomach in knots as you stared at her in confusion.
Winnie tilted her head, considering you for a moment before shrugging. "You'll find out soon enough. You're 18 now, after all."
Suddenly, Winnie began shoving you towards the door, ignoring your cries of protest. She had always been stronger than you, so, no matter what you did, she still continued to shove you. When you finally reached the doorway, she gave one last push, causing you to topple backwards, landing on the hardwood floor of the hallway.
"You bitch!" You shouted as she scrambled to get to your feet as Winnie mearly smirked before slamming the door and locking it. Screaming in frustration, you began banging your fists on the now locked door.
"Give me my vibrator, you thieving cow!" You said loudly, knowing your sister could hear everything you said quite clearly. "I swear to god, I call mum!"
"Do it then!" Came the muffled responseย from behind the door.
"Fine! I will!" Turning away from the door, you moved towards the stairs, knowing you had left your phone in the kitchen, when a faint buzzing noise reached your ears.
Pausing, you turned her head ever so slightly, looking at your bedroom door from the corner of your eye. When you had followed Winnie down the hallway, you had closed the door behind you - you clearly remembered doing it.
So why was it now wide open?
Slowly turning to face your open bedroom, your heart skipped a beat as you stared into the pitch black room. Why was it so dark? You were sure the lamp had been on when you'd left.
Suddenly, a pair of glowing eyes appeared in the darkness, staring right at you.
You couldn't breathe. You couldn't move. You couldn't do anything but stare into the eyes of... whatever was currently in your room. Your lungs begged for the air that you couldn't give to them. It was like the glowing eyes had stopped all neuron activity in your brain, preventing your body from moving.
Was it trying to kill you?
As you continued to stare, a gleaming white smile appearing under the eyes, making you suck in a frightened gasp, allowing your lungs to relax ever so slightly at the small taste of the oxygen they had been deprived of.