Where’s everyone?

It’s so quiet here..

Living Hells {Tyler}

tylermoretti:

“Fucking psycho,” Tyler murmured, closing the door. He leaned against it, reaching for the light switch. Not for Thaddeus, maybe for Beau. Everything in the house was too fucking ridiculous. He needed a break. A fucking break. And he could ignore this girl. She couldn’t be anymore annoying than Hayden or Kaitlin, could she?

“Psycho?” Jazmin echoed him. She crossed her arms, when she heard him. Than she wonder why he closed the door and turned on the light. She walked up the stairs. Knocking on the door. “What was that for?” She asked, looking down the stairs, hearing something. Than looked back at the door, knocking again but louder.

Down the street, Across the block {Loretta}

loretta-dobbs:

“Oh yeah, he’s over across the street. Brown hair? A bit of an asshole?” She chuckled, unsure of how to describe him. “Maybe you haven’t met him, I don’t know if he’d make a good impression on you.” She shook her head, refilling her glass. “But he’s been known to surprise people.” Jazmin was looking at her shoes. What is up with this girl. A space cadet. 

“Not officially. But I might have.” Jazmin shrugged. Trying to figure out does he sound familiar or not. “So..How you been? Beside getting completely drunk.” Jazmin said, wondering why didn’t she think before speak. Even if her mind was elsewhere. She swung her feet, waiting to move around a little.

Down the street, Across the block {Loretta}

loretta-dobbs:

Loretta smiled at Jazmin’s honesty, “Tyler has declared me his best friend.” She laughed, realizing how ludicrous that sounded. But it was true. He probably understood her more than Violet. “We were pretty much going all night. I think I’m actually still drunk.” She filled a glass with water, chugging it, she was so dehydrated.

“Tyler?” Jazmin not really meeting him of what she  remembered. But she guessed it had something to do with the Murder House. Jazmin watched Loretta chugged the water. She looked down at her shoes, having second thoughts of her shoes choice. Than looked back up.

Down the street, Across the block {Loretta}

loretta-dobbs:

Loretta smirked, “Do I look that bad? I had a shit ton to drink last night. Now I’m hungover.” She sat back down, tired of standing. She felt week, and the murderhouse was over powering her. She hadn’t seen Austin in a week, and things were just getting too much for her. “So you decided to visit me? Sorry I can’t be anymore entertaining.”

“It’s okay. And you look horrible.” Jazmin said trying not to laugh. “Yeah. But why did you drink so much? You don’t look like a drinker.” Jazmin shrugged, wondering who can actually make someone like Loretta drink so much she got an hangover. Jazmin sat next to Loretta. Hoping it had nothing to do with the Murder House.

Down the street, Across the block {Loretta}

loretta-dobbs:

“Well, I was trying to. I had a rough night.” She move to the side, “Come on in.” After closing the door walked into her kitchen, rubbing her eyes to appease the pressure. “What brings you around here? Don’t you usually hang out across the street?” She looked at her, wondering why she had decided to visit.

“I was walking around. That the only thing I could think of insist of visiting or being in a house alone.” Jazmin walked in the kitchen behind Loretta. “What did you do?” She looked around for a few than looked back at Loretta. “Because I was in my house, while my godparents went on vacation without me.” Jazmin smiled.

Living Hells {Tyler}

tylermoretti:

“Goddamn, what the fuck are you doing now?” Tyler murmured from the top of the stairs. He glanced down at her, more than fully prepared to close the door and leave her to Thaddeus. He had a hangover. He was half-sober. He narrowed his eyes, reaching for the doorknob, leaning against the frame. “Honestly, woman. State your fucking business.”

The only thing Jazmin could do at first was laugh. She knew just by how he talked he was kinda drunk. “I’m sorry.” Jazmin said trying to pull herself to together from the outburst. “But, why do you care that I’m even here?” She wonder but was giggling a little. Not really wanting to understand why this was so funny to her. He was most likely a ghost. And she never knew ghosts could get drunk. So she just told herself that why she laughed.

Down the street, Across the block {Loretta}

loretta-dobbs:

Loretta was incredibly hung over. She had gotten plastered, thanks to Tyler and his never-ending supply of alcohol. She faintly heard a knocking at the door and went to stand up from the couch, clutching her head. When she opened the door, she squinted, not used to the bright light. As her eyes adjusted she made out that it was Jazmin. She widened her eyes in recognition, “Oh, hi Jazmin, whats up?”

“Just walking. I see you was sleeping. I hope.” Jazmin didn’t want to point out how horrible Loretta looked. To Jazmin it looked like Loretta just fell off an building into a car. But that was something she was going to keep to herself. “So..”

Living Hells {Tyler}

Jazmin was as always on her way to the Murder House. Her godparents will be on vacation for three days and they knew she didn’t have any friends, or that what she told them. She went to the basement door, it was dark but she had her flashlight and wasn’t scared of the basement. The door was cracked. It was weird. She walked into the basement, she shivered when she got fully in. “I should stop wearing wedges all the time.” Jazmin said out loud forgetting about ghosts.

Down the street, Across the block {Loretta}

It was one of those days that Jazmin wanted to walk around the neighborhood. She remembered where she was at when she saw that one house that looked familiar. Than she realize it was Loretta’s when she first met her. She walked up to the door and knocked.