Chapter 2 Haunted House

It took a couple of weeks for me to go out partying again. Being the queen I am, it didn't take me long to find me another boy toy for the night. There wasn't any sign of the ghost while my new boyfriend Brett slept over which was a relief. A month later when Brett moved in with me things started up all over again, this time things have gotten worse than before.

The Saturday afternoon after Brett had moved in we started hearing voices saying. "Leave," But we just ignored it hoping it would stop. "Sparky I don't know how much more of this ghost I can take," Brett exclaimed after one episode. "Why don't we just find a nice quiet place to rent," I just looked at him with concern. "I don't have the money for that all my money is tied up in this house, besides this is my home and I'm not letting some ghost kick me out," I affirmed. Brett just shook his head and walked off saying. "We have got to do something before it kills one of us," I knew he was right, but I was also standing firm in my decision to stay in the house. I called the paranormal team that I had used before to see if they could recommend a demonologist since they were still firm on not coming back to my home after their last visit.

Thankfully, I was given the name of Zane and Cindy McCoy who were renowned demonologists. When I got off the phone with Brandon I called the McCoy's up and set up a time for them to come over. The strange thing was that they requested me not to tell them anything that was going on in the house since Cindy was a psychic if there was something in my home she would be able to pick up on it. They said that they would be over the next evening. Hopefully, the McCoy's could get rid of whatever was in our home before Brett or I ended up dead like Alex.

"I'm sorry for yelling at you Sparky," Brett said as he walked into the living room where I had just gotten off the phone with the demonologists. "It's ok, we're both just stressed out lately," I replied sweetly. "I just gotta hold of a husband and wife demonologist team. The husband is a psychologist and his wife is a psychic,"

Brett sat down on the couch beside me while reaching for my hands. "You did," He asks in almost a whisper. "Did they say that they would come over to help,"

I smiled. "Yes, they will be here tomorrow evening," Brett clapped his hands in anticipation of their arrival. The husband and wife demonologist team showed up around seven o'clock the next evening. When Cindy came into our house, she went right upstairs, then entered our bedroom. "There's a lot of activity inside this home," She told us. "But the darkest entity resides mainly in this room,"

"Who are you," She asked the entity as she stepped further into the bedroom. "What do you want," All of a sudden she jumped out of the room, then motioned us to follow her out of the house. When we all gathered outside, she sat down in one of the garden chairs. "This isn't your normal haunting here," She spoke as she had the wind knocked out of her. "There is a very serious demon here and it has the other spirits trapped here. "Zane walked over to his wife with a bottle of water and handed it to her then turned to Brett and me. "We need to call in our team to record and document everything, only then can we ask the Vatican to do an exorcism on your home,"

"How long does that usually take," I asked, getting really worried that this could take years. Brett looked over at me as if he knew what I was thinking as I asked Zane the question.

"Well to be honest it depends on how bad your haunting is," Zane explains. "If it is just a mild haunting you know things moving every once in a while it could take months, or it could take just a few weeks if the haunting is a life or death situation,"

"Again, we can't be really sure how bad your haunting is until we investigate further," Zane added. "That long really," Brett finally spoke up. "What are we supposed to do until then,"

Cindy finally catches her breath said, "Document everything that happens, it will make less for us to do, also if it gets too bad, call us and we will be here in the meantime, take this Holy Water and wherever the activity is the worst sprinkle some of this while saying the Lord's Prayer,"

"We will be back as soon as we can," Zane says as they leave. Weeks went by with no word from the demonology guests. "I'm sorry Sparks I just can't stay here no more I've had enough of this haunting," Brett said as he pulled out of the driveway one last time. Just as it did when Alex passed away the haunting stopped all at once. I waited another week, still no call from Zane. I decided to finally call him. "Hello, Zane this is Sparky Surrell,"

"Hello, Sparky I hope everything is alright,"

"No, everything isn't ok you ass," Sparky quipped. "Brett left me because he couldn't handle the haunting anymore,"

"I'm so sorry my wife and I have been doing research on your house and surrounding property, along with waiting for our other members to be able to come with us to document your haunting. Well, don't bother because after he left the haunting stopped again,"

"Wait, it stopped after he left again," Zane asked with a little more concern in his voice than normal. "What happened the first time it stopped,"

"My husband Alex had passed away," I shared while wondering what Zane was getting at.

"And how did he pass away, may I ask,"

"The coroner ruled it a heart attack, but I believe the ghost or whatever is in this house killed him,"

"I do believe you are right about that, I'll be at your home first thing tomorrow,"

"Why, I told you that the haunting has stopped, so there is no need for you to bother yourself by coming over,"

"Sparky the haunting isn't over, it's just dormant, waiting for you to bring another person into your home," Zane explained. "It's getting stronger every day so when the next person moves in it will probably be nearly impossible to get rid of,"

All I could say was. "Ok,"

"As I said I will be there first thing in the morning,"