The female character is set up as a bet, by her friend to go for a week to this hotel. The hotel is supposedly haunted. She goes reluctantly, but while there, she meets a man. The man lives in the hotel. The man is very mysterious and is dealing with his own problems. The last thing he needs is a female in his house disrupting his not so perfect life. Can they get past his problems to find a much deeper rooted love than ever found before.
Normally, Meghan was up for anything that her guy best Dave dealt out, but this was beyond crazy. He was not only daring her to stay a week at the most haunted hotel in America, but he was also making her stay there alone.
'What have I got myself into,' Meghan asked herself as she looked at the rather large mansion standing in front of her.
"Go ahead," she heard the voices from behind her urging her forward. With a weary look she turned back to look at her friends one more time.
Turning back to the mansion, she looked up once again and took a few wobbly steps forward. 'You are just overreacting,' she told herself. 'I am sure this is just a normal hotel, with normal people, and it's only for a few days.'
She flipped a brown curl over her shoulder and knocked on the large door rapidly. The shutters, which were once green, were covered in moss and leaves. Cobwebs hung lightly over the door and windows.
The grass around the area was overgrown and hit her around her knees, even when she stepped onto the porch. She pulled her leg up slightly and scratched at a spot where she had just been bitten by a mosquito, oh she prayed it was a mosquito and not something else.
Meghan could only imagine what lay inside. The worst thoughts were going through head, spiders, snakes, mice, and who only knows what else lay in that hotel.
She imagined the beds covered in dirt, dust lining the walls, and the stairs caving in, just as the porch was starting to do on one side.
Just then, the door swung open and there stood the most beautiful creature she had ever seen. His face was hidden behind the shadows of the dark room.
She clinched tight to her purse and spoke softly. "Yes, I was wondering if you could help me out. I seem to have lost my way, and I was wondering if you could let me stay in your hotel for the night. Someone told me that this was a hotel and since I didn't have much cash I was hoping…"
"We aren't open for business anymore," he whispered in a deep tone of voice. "We closed down years ago; everyone around this town should have known that. I am sorry for the inconvenience."
"But please," Meghan begged. She knew having to turn back to face Dave would be worse than anything would be. There was also the money issue, he was paying her a thousand dollars, and she needed the money desperately.
"I need your help," she begged again.
With a sigh, he opened the door a little more and with a quiet voice he said, "Okay, I will let you stay, but I must warn you about a few things before hand."
"Like what," Meghan said with a fearful tone in her voice. She stepped into the mansion quickly and waited while he took her coat. He then stepped past her and hung her coat up on a dusty wooden coat rack.
"I must warn you that the hotel is not what it used to be. It does need a little cleaning, but I am just so busy. I must apologize before hand."
He was very polite and sweet, but still in the darkness of the room she couldn't see his face.
"Here," he said moving in front of her and walking over to the opposite wall. He flipped on a few light switches. In just a moment, the lights flickered and the entire room was lit up completely.
A grand staircase stood tall in center of the room. Large golden sconces hung on the wall nearby. Taking a shallow breathe, Meghan stepped forward.
The floors were a beautiful gold and red. The walls were a decorative accent red and lined with beautiful pictures hung upon them. The pictures were in black and white, maybe taken a hundred years before at least.
"Wow," Meghan whispered. "I can't believe how beautiful this place is," she whispered still taking in the rest of the area around her.
"This way," he motioned. He quickly walked up the stairs and waited for at the top. "Well are you coming," he asked as he watched her still staring up at the bottom of the stairs.
"Yeah," she mumbled following up him up the stairs and walking closely behind him while he walked through the hallway. "Where are we going," she asked hesitantly as they passed several doorways.
"You want a place to stay don't you," he asked stopping and turning around quickly. Meghan had to come to a grinding halt to not run into him, backing away quickly she looked into his eyes.
For the first time she realized they were the deep blue she had ever seen. There was a slight hair on his chin and the wrinkles on his eyes were more apparent when he frowned.
"Yes, I want a place to stay," she whispered.
"Quit talking then," he said turning around and beginning to walk again rather quickly. "Your room is here," he said stopping in front of a large door. He opened the door and stepped inside. Flipping on a light he moved across the room and opened another door opposite the bed.
"This is the bathroom," he said pointing to the door he had just opened. "I am sure you will be comfortable here. Breakfast is at eight o'clock in the morning. If you are not there, you don't eat. There are several rules you need to know while you are here. Rule number one the third floor is off limits. You must promise while you are here not to ask too many questions. If you do see anything weird, or unusual you must report it to me and no one else. Do you understand?"
"Yeah, I guess."
This was an idea I had a while back and was just now able to write it. If everyone likes it then I will continue. I don't usually write horror or mystery so it may not be that great. Please review!