“Unfortunately he didn’t pay for the maids and the chef and all of the other workers to stay. But you could definitely afford with all of the affluence he left behind for you.” The lawyer and I were going over what my uncle had left me. He was my last family member left. My entire family was incredibly selfish and he was the only one who left me anything. And the only reason he left me what he did was because he didn’t want it to go to anybody else.
The lawyer handed me a map to my new house and showed me the door. I muttered a thank you before making my way to my car. I put my keys in the ignition and immediately a smile lit up my face as my favorite song came on the radio. I bobbed my head and sang along with the music as I backed out of the parking lot. I glanced at the map and started driving towards the house.
I truly didn’t need the map. The house was in a completely deserted area and was huge. I could see it from my apartment on the other side of town. “My old apartment.” I sighed. It’s not that I wasn’t grateful, I was just a little nervous to be living in that big of a house all alone. At least in my apartment building there were other tenants and I was never alone. Just visiting my uncle and his huge house always made me nervous.
I was lost in thought and was surprised when I glanced up and realized I was already there. I pulled the keys out of my purse and walked up to the front door. I unlocked it and walked in and immediately felt a shiver crawl down my spine. It was kind of depressing. No, it was really depressing. The house was like a castle and the walls were just gray on the inside. There were no pictures or anything. No carpets, all tile. It was just so, sad. I rubbed my arm nervously and started walking through the house. The deeper I got into the house the more nervous I got. All the rooms were huge and completely bare. “One last room.” I murmured to myself as I spotted a door at the end of the hallway on the top floor. I walked in and there was a large painting hanging on the wall. It was amazing! It was a dragon that took up over half the wall. The scales looked amazingly realistic. I traced the picture with my finger. I was in complete awe over all of the details in this picture. I noticed ‘GSF’ painted into the abdomen of the large creature and realized it was something my uncle had painted. I knew that he painted but I’d never seen any of his work.
I continued to stare at the gorgeous picture, getting lost in the intricate detail of it that I jumped when ‘Ice Ice Baby’ was suddenly playing from my purse. I put my hand to my heart to still it and pulled my phone out of my purse. “Hello. Yeah, I’ve already searched through the entire house. It’s big. It has no furniture or fridge or anything. Yeah, sure. See you soon. Okay, bye.” Just as I was about to put my phone back it started ringing again. “Hello. Hey, Gina. Yeah, Victoria and I were about to go to Wendy’s. Do you wanna join us? Okay, meet us at the Wendy’s closest to Victoria’s house. Okay, cool, see you there.”
“A dragon? Wow. I can hardly draw a stick bug.” Said Victoria, swirling a couple fries in a pool of ketchup.
“Yeah. It’s huge too! And really gorgeous.”
“I wanna go and see it.” Said Gina through stuffed cheeks.
“Yeah, sure. And then maybe you guys can stay overnight. We can get air mattresses.” I enticed.
“I would but my mother is staying at my place for the next few days and she made a big ado when I went to go stay at my boyfriend’s house. You know her, she’ll say that I’m sneaking off to his house.” Said Victoria, rolling her eyes.
“What about you Ginikins, are you up for a night in a spooky castle?”
“Definitely! Count me in!” Victoria got a call from her mom and had to go. She bid us adieu and Gina and I discussed what we were going to do that evening. We made the plan to start moving everything from my apartment into my house and then we were going to stop by her storage building because ‘she had so much junk and this was the perfect opportunity to get rid of it all.’ We ordered a couple frosties to go and then went out to our cars. “I’ll call Jim and Luke so they can bring their big man trucks and help move furniture and stuff.”
“Perfect!” I replied. I glanced down at my frosty before saying, “You know, I never could look at one of these the same after we saw that one video…”
“Same here.” Gina agreed before popping a spoon full of frosty in her mouth.
Later that night we had random furniture all throughout the house including, but not limited to: three small beds, a dresser, four desks, and an entertainment center with a medium sized TV. In the kitchen we put a microwave and about 10,000 pounds of ramen.
“Isn’t that technically stealing cable?” Gina was plugging in her leftover cable chords.
“I paid for it at one point. Besides, the least the old fart could’ve done was leave you cable.”
“You’re not supposed to talk ill of the dead.”
“What is he gonna do, come back and haunt me?” just as she said that we heard something crash in the kitchen causing us both to jump.
“You made that happen!” I said, pointing an accusatory finger at her.
“Nuh uh!” she said. We went into the kitchen and noticed that the box of glasses had fallen to the floor and the glasses shattered sending glass everywhere. “I told you not to leave the box on the edge of the table.” She muttered.
“Yeah, yeah, yeah. I have the closest thing to shoes on so I’ll clean it up.” ‘I had my I Love Lucy’ slippers on and her feet were completely bare.
“Like I would’ve cleaned it up anyway.” She laughed.
“Shoo, shoo. Go set up the stupid TV already.”
A while later we were watching TV. Well, kind of; for some reason we had a massive case of the giggles. Every time we’d so much as glance at each other we’d burst out laughing.
Suddenly, we heard a door slam! “Uh, didn’t we shut all the doors earlier?” I asked nervously.
“I guess not.” Said Gina.
“Do you think someone’s up there?” I whispered.
“I highly doubt it.” She replied dryly.
“Let’s go check.” I urged.
“Let’s not.” She argued.
“Please? Please, please, please?” I pleaded.
“Fine.” She conceded. “But after this you have to stop being so psychotic.” She added.
“Okay.” I agreed. We traveled up the stairs and noticed that the door at the end of the hall was opened. As we made our way to it I clutched Gina’s arm but she shook it off and rolled her eyes.
We walked into the room and it was empty. Gina was about to turn around and walk off but I said, “I’m pretty sure the dragon was facing the other way earlier.”
“Krissy, how is a dragon painting supposed to turn itself around?”
“It’s doing the hokey pokey?” I joked lamely. She started walking off again but I said, “But seriously, it was facing the other way earlier! I know it was.”
“No, it wasn’t. You said you’d stop being so psychotic!” she admonished.
“But-”
“No.”
“But Gina-”
“No buts! It isn’t a magical wall. It’s facing the same way. Unless you can think of a way a painting could turn around – other than a dance - I’m not going to change my mind.”
“I guess you’re right.” I sighed. We walked back down stairs, me still jumpy and her starting to get annoyed. In all actuality, Gina was getting freaked out to but didn’t want to admit it. She already decided to stay tough and once she makes up her mind, she’s adamant in her decision.
We sat on the small couch and flipped through channels. When we realized there was nothing on I asked, “What can we do now?”
“We can break out the accordion.” I giggled.
“Oh yeah, what a great idea.” She said dryly.
We were quiet for a moment before I said, “I still think someone was up there.”
“Drop it, Krissy.” She sighed. I decided to move to a safer topic and asked her about how work was going. She told me about a real jerky guy that she has to train and I told her about my new boss. When we had fully wrung out the conversation of work we considered calling Victoria. We glanced at the clock and realized how late it truly was. “Might as well just hit the sack. We’ve pretty much done everything I can think to do.” She shrugged.
“Yeah,” I agreed. “That’s pretty much all that’s left to do…” we both went off to our respective rooms and crawled into the small beds, knowing that the chances of us actually falling asleep were slim to none.
The next morning we were exhausted because as I had suspected, neither of us got any sleep. We were sitting and waiting for the small coffee maker Gina had brought over to be finished. “So…” she said, searching for a subject, “Tell me about your uncle.” She urged.
“I didn’t really know him to tell you the truth. I guess he was a jerk, ‘abhorrent’ was always the word my mother would use. She also said he was really lazy. If he could hire someone to do something he would. The only thing he would ever do for himself was his paintings.”
“I hate that: people who are able-bodied but won’t do anything. They
act like the world should revolve around them. It just drives me up a tree!”
“I only met him a couple times. He made me really nervous. He seemed abominable. I guess it’s hard for me to judge though because I didn’t really know him. All the stories I heard of him were all the same. How greedy he was, how selfish he was. The only thing positive anyone had to say about him was about his paintings. I had never seen any before the dragon. He really was an amazing artist.”
“Yeah, that picture was pretty cool.” She said, the adoration evident in her voice.
“You’re pictures are cooler though.” I said, bumping my shoulder lightly.
“I guess.” She shrugged.
“They are.” I said, remembering the picture she drew of all of us in anime version. “Yours are different and awesome. Grungey, he’s one of the coolest characters ever!”
“He’s not that great.” Her face becoming a lovely shade of pink. “Tell me about your new website,” she urged, “You said that people already took the little picture and have a link to your website. What’s the word for that?” she asked.
“Affiliate, and yeah; It’s another Office site. I love the show.” I murmured.
“I think its lame.” She stated. We sat quietly, lost in our own thoughts and we both jumped when the coffee maker went off. We giggled and filled up our respective cups before heading up stairs to get ready for the day.
About an hour later, we had both showered and dressed for the day. “I gotta go to work,” she groused. “What’s your plan for the day?”
“I gotta fill up this house. I have a few more stuff to buy: dishwasher, washer, dryer, fridge. Then I’m not really sure. It’s my day off so…” I drawled.
“I get off at five, if you want we can pick up Victoria for a movie or something.”
“That sounds cool. I’ll probably have her go shopping or something with me. It’s her day off to and she’s probably dying to get away from her mother.” I chuckled.
About two hours later Victoria and I were browsing through Sears going through the dishwashers. “What do you think of this one?” I asked her.
“It’s… abnormal.” She said. It was so many different colors that it made my head spin. “Hee, my mom threatened to send me to join the nuns. She tried to make it enticing by telling me about the abbey I could live in.” she chortled.
“Maybe you could become the abbess.” I added with a grin. “So why did she want to send you to be a nun?” I asked.
I pointed to a red dishwasher and she shook her head, before saying, “Because she heard me still talking to my boy at 1 am.”
“How are things going with you two?”
“Good I guess. We haven’t had much time together lately. He’s had to work so much…” she trailed off. “How were things in your spooky mansion?”
“Spooky. It was weird last night, I could swear I heard footsteps but every time I checked I wouldn’t see anything! It was creepy.”
“Very creepy.” She agreed.
“How the college class going?”
“I despise academics.” She muttered.
“Bad?” I asked sympathetically.
“No, just frustrating. It’s more difficult than I expected and everything they say seems to go in one ear and out the other.” She sighed. “I’m not sure if I can get through the rest of the year,” she admitted.
“What’s your plan for tonight? Wanna hang out with me, eh? Eh?” I asked, desperate not to be alone in my new home.
“Wish I could. But, luckily, I have to help mom pack because she’s moving out!” she explained excitedly!
“Lucky girl!”
“Very. But that means that you are stuck home alone…”
“Yes, yes it does.” I agreed sullenly. Suddenly I found the perfect dishwasher. ‘It was really large and very powerful. I wonder if I’ll get away with not washing the dishes’ I dismissed the thought immediately, knowing that if I wanted clean dishes, I’d have to rinse.
I know that there are words that start with As that are dumb but those are words I have to use. Do you have any ideas of what I can do?
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