The Girl Next Door:2

You helped me and my mum for ages. All day. Had dinner with us too. Dinner was only a pizza with us sitting on boxes in my room.

That wasn't good. Or I didn't feel like it was.

But as it got dark, you got touchy and seemed too alert.
"You really don't believe this place is haunted, do you?" I asked.
You stopped, mid-slice, and watched me with your grey eyes. "Yes, don't you?"
"No. Haven't heard any stories anyway." I shrugged.
"You don't want to." You got up and went over to the window.
"What kind of answer is that?" I asked. "You get up all mysterious, stand by the window, and tell me nothing. Are you in a movie or something? You have to tell me now."
"You don't want to hear it"
"You've been watching too many scary movies, Joshua. Just tell me." I said.

You turned to look at me, the dark clouding your eyes now. Was you trying to scare me?

"She died here. The last owner of the house. There was no signs of a break-in or anything but she was murdered. I found her."
"How did you get in then? Gosh! At least make it believable."

There was something about the look on your face that scared me. It made me believe you were being serious. You were telling the truth ...

And then you laughed ....

"I had you for a second though"