chapter 3. i mean it this time :) hah
Title: The Chapters of Life
Author: mamammami
Rating: PG-13 for now
Genre: Horror
Chapter: 3
Summary: Two friends have been together for a few years and felt it was time to move in together. Ville goes away for a week and leaves Bam alone to deal with moving by himself and he finds a book. Things from the chapters start happening to them.
Disclaimer: Fiction, Don’t know anyone, Don’t own anything but the story.
“Ville where are you now?” Bam asked while finishing up the last touch up of the house.
“Well, Bammie, if you would take a second and turn around you would know.”
Bam closed his cell phone as he turned around to find Ville standing in the lobby under the just dusted chandelier.
“Wow Bam, this house is just how I remember it.” Ville said awing at the mansion.
“What do you mean remember?” giving Ville a puzzling look, “We only saw a picture of the outside of the house.”
“Yea that is what I meant, the outside is perfect, thanks Bam. I Love you.”
Ville walked up to Bam dropping his luggage and grabbed Bam by the waist. “I’m so happy we finally have our own place together…It is just us, right?”
“Yea why wouldn’t it be?”
“Well, Ryan and Raab are outside.”
“They are still here?” Bam said starting to walk towards the door. “They dropped all the furniture and stuff off two days ago.”
Bam walked outside, Ville closely fallowing him.
“Ryan, Raab, what are you doing here?”
“We were just picking up Jonne to take him to the air port. Sorry, Bam, I Didn’t know were weren’t aloud here.” Ryan said putting his hands on his hips.
“Your not aloud here, this isn’t your house, It’s mine so take Jonne and leave!” Ville yelled from the porch.
“Ville. What the hell is your problem?” Jonne asked while tossing his bags in the trunk of Ryan’s car. “Your acting like an asshole.”
“I’m acting like an asshole?” Ville walked down the steps of his beloved house, “I’ve been waiting so long to come back to this house and I invited Bam to enjoy my happiness with me, not you three.”
Everyone stood around exchanging looks at each other before Bam saved his boyfriend. “He is probably delirious from lack of sleep and jet lag, he just needs some rest.”
“Yea and along with the rest, Maybe strap him into a straight jacket and lock the bedroom door.” Jonne said climbing into the car.
“Okay, Ville let’s go inside and lay down, everything is already unpacked and put together.”
“No, Let me go!” Ville pulled his arm from Bam's grip and started to walk closer to Jonne, Ryan, and a quiet not paying attention Raab. On his way toward the car he picked up a large rock.
"Ville put the damn rock down, they did nothing to you!" Bam yelled on the top of his lungs.
"They are trespassing on now private property and they need to leave immediately!"
"Ryan fucking go he has a fucking rock, the crazy ass Fin has gone insane!" Raab finally spoke up.
Ryan pushed as hard as he could on the gas and sped his car away with Jonne and Raabb inside.
"Ville, I've never seen you act like this before, what the fuck is up your ass today?" Bam asked ripping the rock form his lover's shaky hands. "Ville?"
Ville stood there staring off into the dust that Ryan's car left behind.
"lets' go inside Bam, I want to see the rest of the house."
Bam's mouth was left hanging open at his boyfriend's sudden cool temper.
"uh, o okay."
Bam and Ville walked into the house picking up Ville's things and walking to the first bedroom.
"I think this room should be ours, it is the seconds biggest room in the house besides the master bedroom, but I like the location better. I thought we could turn the master bedroom into a studio for us, you can mix tracks and i could edit my videos and we wouldn't be in each other's way."
"Yea that's a good idea Bammie."
Ville walked around the room for a little bit then opened the door to the closet and resting his hand on the hanger bar, starting to day dream...
"Ville, it's Christmas! Are you ready to unwrap your present?"
"Mommy?"
"Yes dear, I'm here."
"Where's dad?"
"He's downstairs waiting for you, so get dressed and head downstairs."
A fragile, thirteen year old Ville slid off of the large bed and hurried to his younger brothers room across the hall. And to his horror he saw something a thirteen year old should never see. His brother was hanging from a rope he connected to the top of the closet on the clothes bar. Ville walked up to his brother as if he was still alive, not shedding a single tear, putting his hand on his face feeling his cold skin on his.
"It's okay Jesse, I'm not mad at you for this, I guess we all got what we wanted for Christmas this year. I understand you hated this world and you didn't want to live anymore. I'm just happy you weren't scared. I guess death frees us from the fear of dying."
Everything was in slow motion when his mother and father ran into the room. Ville said his last I love yous to his brother and slowly turned around and walked downstairs to sit in front of the tree. Watching his mother run downstairs to comfort him, crying.
Ville watched the paramedics walk in and out of his house for a couple hours. He watched them question his parents, investigate his younger brother's room, he stared them down until they finally left, still sitting in front of the brightly lit Christmas tree.
"Vil?" Bam yelled snapping Ville out of his daze.
"I need to lay down sweetheart."
"Yea, that seems like a good idea."
Author: mamammami
Rating: PG-13 for now
Genre: Horror
Chapter: 3
Summary: Two friends have been together for a few years and felt it was time to move in together. Ville goes away for a week and leaves Bam alone to deal with moving by himself and he finds a book. Things from the chapters start happening to them.
Disclaimer: Fiction, Don’t know anyone, Don’t own anything but the story.
“Ville where are you now?” Bam asked while finishing up the last touch up of the house.
“Well, Bammie, if you would take a second and turn around you would know.”
Bam closed his cell phone as he turned around to find Ville standing in the lobby under the just dusted chandelier.
“Wow Bam, this house is just how I remember it.” Ville said awing at the mansion.
“What do you mean remember?” giving Ville a puzzling look, “We only saw a picture of the outside of the house.”
“Yea that is what I meant, the outside is perfect, thanks Bam. I Love you.”
Ville walked up to Bam dropping his luggage and grabbed Bam by the waist. “I’m so happy we finally have our own place together…It is just us, right?”
“Yea why wouldn’t it be?”
“Well, Ryan and Raab are outside.”
“They are still here?” Bam said starting to walk towards the door. “They dropped all the furniture and stuff off two days ago.”
Bam walked outside, Ville closely fallowing him.
“Ryan, Raab, what are you doing here?”
“We were just picking up Jonne to take him to the air port. Sorry, Bam, I Didn’t know were weren’t aloud here.” Ryan said putting his hands on his hips.
“Your not aloud here, this isn’t your house, It’s mine so take Jonne and leave!” Ville yelled from the porch.
“Ville. What the hell is your problem?” Jonne asked while tossing his bags in the trunk of Ryan’s car. “Your acting like an asshole.”
“I’m acting like an asshole?” Ville walked down the steps of his beloved house, “I’ve been waiting so long to come back to this house and I invited Bam to enjoy my happiness with me, not you three.”
Everyone stood around exchanging looks at each other before Bam saved his boyfriend. “He is probably delirious from lack of sleep and jet lag, he just needs some rest.”
“Yea and along with the rest, Maybe strap him into a straight jacket and lock the bedroom door.” Jonne said climbing into the car.
“Okay, Ville let’s go inside and lay down, everything is already unpacked and put together.”
“No, Let me go!” Ville pulled his arm from Bam's grip and started to walk closer to Jonne, Ryan, and a quiet not paying attention Raab. On his way toward the car he picked up a large rock.
"Ville put the damn rock down, they did nothing to you!" Bam yelled on the top of his lungs.
"They are trespassing on now private property and they need to leave immediately!"
"Ryan fucking go he has a fucking rock, the crazy ass Fin has gone insane!" Raab finally spoke up.
Ryan pushed as hard as he could on the gas and sped his car away with Jonne and Raabb inside.
"Ville, I've never seen you act like this before, what the fuck is up your ass today?" Bam asked ripping the rock form his lover's shaky hands. "Ville?"
Ville stood there staring off into the dust that Ryan's car left behind.
"lets' go inside Bam, I want to see the rest of the house."
Bam's mouth was left hanging open at his boyfriend's sudden cool temper.
"uh, o okay."
Bam and Ville walked into the house picking up Ville's things and walking to the first bedroom.
"I think this room should be ours, it is the seconds biggest room in the house besides the master bedroom, but I like the location better. I thought we could turn the master bedroom into a studio for us, you can mix tracks and i could edit my videos and we wouldn't be in each other's way."
"Yea that's a good idea Bammie."
Ville walked around the room for a little bit then opened the door to the closet and resting his hand on the hanger bar, starting to day dream...
"Ville, it's Christmas! Are you ready to unwrap your present?"
"Mommy?"
"Yes dear, I'm here."
"Where's dad?"
"He's downstairs waiting for you, so get dressed and head downstairs."
A fragile, thirteen year old Ville slid off of the large bed and hurried to his younger brothers room across the hall. And to his horror he saw something a thirteen year old should never see. His brother was hanging from a rope he connected to the top of the closet on the clothes bar. Ville walked up to his brother as if he was still alive, not shedding a single tear, putting his hand on his face feeling his cold skin on his.
"It's okay Jesse, I'm not mad at you for this, I guess we all got what we wanted for Christmas this year. I understand you hated this world and you didn't want to live anymore. I'm just happy you weren't scared. I guess death frees us from the fear of dying."
Everything was in slow motion when his mother and father ran into the room. Ville said his last I love yous to his brother and slowly turned around and walked downstairs to sit in front of the tree. Watching his mother run downstairs to comfort him, crying.
Ville watched the paramedics walk in and out of his house for a couple hours. He watched them question his parents, investigate his younger brother's room, he stared them down until they finally left, still sitting in front of the brightly lit Christmas tree.
"Vil?" Bam yelled snapping Ville out of his daze.
"I need to lay down sweetheart."
"Yea, that seems like a good idea."