[identity profile] effyourcupcake.livejournal.com 2011-11-20 04:32 am (UTC)(link)
Castiel said I could maybe stay here? I'm new, and I-

[identity profile] effyourcupcake.livejournal.com 2011-11-20 04:36 am (UTC)(link)
Violet Harmon?

[Still surprised enough that she says it tentatively.]

-yeah, he was- really nice about it. But I have another place, if it's a bad time-

[identity profile] effyourcupcake.livejournal.com 2011-11-20 04:42 am (UTC)(link)
I'm okay.

Uh- you sound like you could use a drink, though.

[identity profile] effyourcupcake.livejournal.com 2011-11-20 04:46 am (UTC)(link)
Well, then you're having one with me, because I miss my boyfriend.

[She shrugs.]

Last week.

[identity profile] effyourcupcake.livejournal.com 2011-11-20 04:50 am (UTC)(link)
Back home. It's kind of awful, actually.

[Wincing.]

[identity profile] effyourcupcake.livejournal.com 2011-11-20 04:57 am (UTC)(link)
-is it okay if I totally become the crazy person who tells random strangers my problems? Also, can you keep a secret?

[identity profile] effyourcupcake.livejournal.com 2011-11-20 05:02 am (UTC)(link)
So my house-

[Clearing her throat, sipping her tea.]

-is haunted. And the people who live in it either get killed, or go really crazy and hurt other people. And my boyfriend... fifteen years ago, now, was living here, when the house got to him and he killed a whole bunch of people, before the police shot him in the bedroom I now sleep in, only he doesn't know he's dead, not really, and I didn't know until after I already-

[identity profile] effyourcupcake.livejournal.com 2011-11-20 05:08 am (UTC)(link)
No, the house gets to people- or maybe it's the concentration of spirits, I don't know. But there's a dead doctor, and a freaking withered thing in the basement, two dead nurses, two dead serial-killer reenactors, one deformed person in the attic... more, actually, I have to think about it. But like, there is something happening in this house that makes people kill each other. The couple who had it before us murder-suicided.

[Deep breath. She wasn't actually going to have that drink, but she hasn't said this to anyone yet- so she reaches for her bag.]

And it screws with people. Tate was seeing my dad, he's a psychiatrist, right? So he had a reason to be in the house, and he'd always meet me on the property. Thinking back, now, I can see moments where reality shimmered, like a mirage, but at the time I think my head just filled in the blanks.

[identity profile] effyourcupcake.livejournal.com 2011-11-20 05:16 am (UTC)(link)
Uh- no, but I was told to get in touch with him if I needed a place to stay, and when we talked he was nice.

[She shrugs, nervously.]

I tried staying in this house by myself, but. I miss my parents.

[identity profile] effyourcupcake.livejournal.com 2011-11-20 05:20 am (UTC)(link)
Lucifer, can you believe it? This place-

[Terrifying.]

-I don't know if I hope he does. Everyone here keeps talking about exorcising him and making him move on. He doesn't even know he's dead, for sure, and I- I know it might be best for him, but.

[identity profile] effyourcupcake.livejournal.com 2011-11-20 05:32 am (UTC)(link)
Lucifer said he might be going to Hell, though- even if it was the house.