7. Diego Clifford
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Alexa's Pov-
There is a lot of space inside the castle. There are so many chambers. And every one of them is big. I and my friends have been roaming in the castle since twenty minutes now and we haven't even climbed the hugeee staircase.
"I think we should just sleep now. It's late. And tomorrow morning, we have to figure out everything too." Desmond says and as much as I want to argue, I won't cause it is late at night now and I have to sleep without any nightmares so I should probably do as he is saying.
"Yeah, Desmond is right. Let's get our blankets out and sleep." I say.
"Where? On the floor? Now that would be a shame. We need to make use of this huge a*s castle." Rhett says. Brett is still kinda worried about any ghosts that could come out.
"We are sleeping here itself with our sleeping arrangements. It's not like we'll sleep on the floor. We have the mat that we brought for sitting in the grass. We can use it now. And it's better to sleep here together than in some room. Brett is already terrified, so it's better to sleep close to the exit. Right, Brett?" Desmond says. He is just trying to scare the poor soul even more.
"Yeah! Right!" Brett answers instantly.
"And also, this isn't our place that we can just enter in anyone's room. We are only here for a night and then we'll figure something out." Brett says trying to come out reasonable and not some scared cat.
"Ok then, it's settled," I say and we lay a huge mat on the dirty floor that would prevent our clothes from getting dirty.
"We need to make sure we open the mat from this side again and keep this portion on the upper side. The lower side is definitely going to get dirty." I say before throwing my bag on the mat and sitting down removing my boots.
Everybody else soon follows and we settle our bags together at the side after getting our blankets out. The boys pull out their jackets and put them on top of our bags to secure them from getting dirty.
"This is going to be the most memorable birthday," Rhett says.
"And I'm regretting ever being born." Brett groans and I chuckle.
"Just get over it Brett," Rhett says dryly before laying down. He is beside Desmond and I'm on Desmond's other side, at the end. Brett is on Rhett's other side, at the other end.
"Brett, don't you think you should sleep in the middle? What if someone drags your feet?" I ask knowing well it'll freak him out. And true to my assumption, as he was about to lay down when he squealed hearing me and roll over Rhett to get in the middle. I laugh harder before Desmond pulls me down with him and my head lands on his arm as my hands wound around his waist instinctively.
"Just shut up and tuck your stinking feet in the blanket." Desmond groans before pulling me even closer. I don't mind, it's okay because I know him and he knows me all too well.
"Yeah, he is right," Brett says and I can only imagine him tucking his head under the blanket too as Desmond's broad shoulder is blocking my view.
"Good Night." Rhett greets and nobody cares to respond except me.
"Good Night," I say.
Let's hope the night goes well without any drama.
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My eyes flutter open as I adjust myself to the surroundings. I look to my right and find a grand hall with little rays of light illuminating it. The trees in this area don't allow much of the sunlight to enter the castle. And then I remember everything and turn my head to the left, only to find Brett sleeping with Rhett and Desmond nowhere in sight. I get up and decide to look for them. As I get up and move towards the door, I hear faint voices. I walk closer and see a very muscular, tall man in a three-piece grey suit with a black shirt, hairs sleek and set properly. I ignore Desmond and Rhett standing with their back towards me and talking to that man who seems to know my presence and stares back at me. I look in his eyes and just keep looking.
We both don't snap our gaze before I stop the staring game when Desmond shakes me a little. I give him a brief look before again looking at the man who has a scowl on his face now.
'What happened suddenly? And who is this? What is he doing here?'
As if Desmond senses my questions, he answers, "This is Mr. Clifford. He has come here to take a look at his ancestors' property and seems to find us here and of course, he didn't expect any guests, so, I am here explaining to him why we are here." Desmond says and I nod when I see Mr. Clifford walking close to me.
"Hello. My name is Diego Clifford. I came here to take a look at my property but rather got surprised seeing you guys. And don't worry, you can stay here for as long as you want." He says gazing into my eyes and Rhett chirps in.
"Thank you so much, Mr. Clifford!'" He says.
"Thank you, Mr. Clifford." I thank him too.
"Call me Diego." He says and I nod.
"Now." He says when I don't say his name and prepare myself to say it in front of him.
"Ye.. yes Diego..."
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