House of the ghost :
Billie Tucker was a young man in the world who would play around with his residents and haunt anyone that would have gone to answer questions it wasn't always easy. Billie had to make sure everything would be okay, but it never seemed like everything was going well.
Billie was always a fan of various rock bands, and would often wear shirts or ties. Since he found that that was fitting to his style and that could have caused some things to go the way they were. His father when he was young was worried sick. Sick about his wife, maybe about Billie too but that wasn't the case of them to be known. It wasn't known how he would be happy. And how he would cause problems that were unintentional. Billie and his family consider Alfred Tucker, a woman who was his mother named Maria Tucker. Was very sick, and very ill at a young age. And soon to be cursed with a terrible illness. Which resulted in chaos and violence in Billie's life.
Alfred looked in the mirror, and decided to come to his blonde hair, and looked very upset. He looked upset knowing that he felt there was nothing he could do and stressed out about too little money on the bank. Just to pay the bills. He wasn't sure at the time, what he was supposed to do as a loving father, to make sure that his wife would stop being terminally ill. He sighed and looked at his face with disgust. He knew he was doing something awful. In the lands of America, the system according to him was fucked up and screwed over. Knowing that medical bills were way too price-tagged for him to pay.
'I think I need to start dealing again, even if it costs me everything, I can't afford my damm wife to have such a sad life like this.." were the last words he said. Before slumbering to sleep.
Young Billie tucker was sleeping in his bed. He had beautiful green eyes, and blond hair like his father, and mother. He didn't have any siblings and didn't see his other family, but it didn't matter for him. He was still happy and nothing could stop him from being happy. But only if something bad happens. His father started dealing drugs to pay the bills. But it was a hard and tough decision. Since he didn't find the best outcome, he needed money from his poor income, and wanted to make as much money and as quickly as he could. And as fast as the speed of light. Although this wasn't really helping at all.
The tall father stormed into the room. As Billie was sleeping. And as Billie sighed and looked to his father with genuine fear.
'Son, one of these days you got to look out for your mother and help me with my family's business, it will be able to get used to, but you'll have to follow my rules, so nobody gets hurt." Billie was only a small child at the time he heard this news. He heard the news and decided it was time for him to come up with the following news.
'Dad, what do you mean?" where his father laughed and got to say the following. 'I'm just saying, you'll be a good kid, and follow your parents' rules, so you can be the best in life. Don't smudge, just obey me. " "Because we're religious you need to have respect for your parents no matter what. Do what I say and nobody gets hurt, we're going to save mom aren't you happy?' Billie took those words kind to heart. and smiled by saying the following. The bed was cheap, and there were a bunch of toys on there. And Billie was very happy to hear those words. But he wasn't known of what the agreement really was. They were all so poor, that school wasn't affordable, his mother would teach him, and give him some homeschooling once he was in a good mood, and could help the family. But sometimes the things done were too late. Billie was never sure of the outcome when he was a kid. And therefore it was really hard for him to live by the rules, he did agree but he never knew the real outcome. And that caused problems for the whole family as well.
When Billie was seventeen he and his father argued about a bunch of things that took time. His father was always angry about something. Or something going through. The house was like it was the house of a stray cat. Messy, unhygienic, and messed up. Despite all the various job attempts, Alfred was always getting banned from work. And this turned his kind nature into ruins. This caused so many problems such as financial stability, and even made him so repressed in his own feelings that he took it out on his own son. But whenever family came over, he acted as if he was busy had a good job, and pretended to be a father that wasn't there anymore. His kind nature changed way too much.
Billie sighed and came back from school since his aunt was a rich woman who paid for his school feed and therefore Billie was able to go to school, and supposedly have a future. But that was never the case.
'Billie, you're out of school, me and mom have decided it's better for you to drop out." where his mother who just came back from the hospital was diagnosed with cancer. Billie had teared up. And his tears were running down like a waterfall. And his fathers' eyes were as dry as the desert. Sometimes even having blood vessels visible.
'Alfred, you can't do this to him, he's seventeen! he still needs a future! you can't just deal with-" where Alfred angrily stomped and looked with disgust right into the eyes of his son, and scaring him like a little mouse of a cat. And said the following
'Oh fuck you Amy, whining bitch! can't you see that I'm trying to make you better!" where Billie's mother started coughing, Amy wasn't feeling well and his father became so addicted to his own substances, that he'd promise never to use them. But always found the next try too interesting due to his own addiction.
Billie sighed and gave his mascara to his mother, where Alfred stomped on his child grabbing his wrist.
'Where the fuck did you get that?' where Billie sighed. 'Dad, sorry, but it's her birthday today, she deserves to be beautiful for a change." when his father looked at him in rage. 'You're stealing me of her money, we don't have time for makeup and have to focus on her illness. Which store did you get that from? and why did you dye your hair black, you fucking devil!" Billie was scared and ran upstairs and locked himself in his room. Where his father was depending on his sons' actions, it was already known that the father was already accountable for his own actions. And the problem was that whatever he did. He never ever blamed himself for his own actions. Billie sighed and as his father ran upstairs. Alfred's wife was coughing and was terminally ill. And yet put on the eyeliner his mother gave him. Amy wasn't feeling very happy and well. But yet appreciated the eyeliner he gave to his sick mother. She saw good in him. She really wanted to help the abuse, she could have done it in the past. When she wasn't that sick. But she was so sick that she was unable to move. Alfred could have beaten her up. And nobody would have known. Since they lived deep and far away from the city.
'Billie you fucking devil of a thief!' Billie sighed and covered in his room, his father smelled horrible, even if he was in a suit. And Billie wasn't prepared for another hit. This would happen so many times, that even Billie was worrying for his own sanity. Yet replied with the following words.
'I swear to god when you made me deal. And now even stopped school for me, so I'll lose my friends. I'll kill you." where Alfred laughed. 'Killing me? that's wrong, you know what we've talked about as a kid." where Billie sighed and folded his arms.
'Yeah right." with a sarcastic pose. 'I'm 17, yet you treat me like a toddler, do you think that's fucking okay?" 'maybe even you act like an immature kid without candy now." referring to that his father was losing his drug money, and hasn't got enough money with Billie to pay for another alarming hospital bill. Knowing how addicted he became, to his own substances he'd swear to god he'd never use.
Alfred was the definition of rage and decided that he had enough of his sons depending on his actions. Yet remaining calm. Throbbing his fist and clenching it. Till he realized he had visitors and threw a porcelain pot to his son. Depleading of what he was thinking. But later pretending to regret it, but in the end, never regretted it at all.
He realized the family was getting over in a meanwhile. Including Billie's aunt. and a lost long friend of him. The other side of the family would be very nice to Billie. And therefore made happy memories for Billie. Everything would be dumped way below. It was a rushed day, his father was only caring for drugs and the money, and his own addiction was unsatisfied. He screamed and yelled in the bathtub.
'Fucking Billie! with his stupid bullshit! picking blame over his own father!" "Fuck you!' Billie already had a few bruises and cuts, and therefore didn't feel like seeing his family, and that caused a bunch of problems. He, therefore, due to the fights with his own narcissistic dimwitted father caused a bunch of trouble for him. Billie decided he would stay in his room and say the following words.
'I swear to god, I'm going to kill you." He was already a bit lost but never knew his father wasn't paying attention. His father decided it was time to do something about his son. The hate for his son grew because in his eyes he never felt to take the things he wanted to do, to pay the money by selling drugs. And therefore his father was losing his mind. Including his own son.
When the family came over. Aunt Jenka was very upset about the news. And brought some cake for Billie's mother, and Alfred himself. Since it was the birthday of Amy Tucker herself. They sat at a table made of wood, and the cooking was done by Aunt Tucker herself, she was a very good chef and made sure everyone had to eat. And ate the same.
'Alfred, promise me you won't get mad at me." where Alfred folded his arms from his suit. And decided to reply with the following.
'Hmph, and that is?" 'A human being has the right to not behold anger once you say something that triggers them." Aunt Jenka who was a bit chubby from all her cooking and her red hair replied
"You can't make your son do things against his will, it's destroying your future, and also his future, he's seventeen. He deserves to have the world, but knowing from how many encounters you've had with the police, you're going down the hill. Billie texted me telling me you were dealing drugs with him, and you're killing his future and his mind, so I beg of you please let him go."
Alfred was enraged with these words and would put this in a plan. He was unable to be empathetic and ran up to his sons' room. The hate for his own son only grew more since he would never be like him in any way possible. He thought his own son was reckless, even if he gave her eyeliner. maybe he'd beat him down. Who would've known? How bad Alfred had it with a disobeying son in his eyes and a wife that was nearly dead. But also going on rambling about his own addiction. Billie couldn't really care about that.
Alfred was angry and answered the following next question,
'What the hell do you think? Stupid cook! he had given you false lies and false information about me, I really don't feel like you belong here." where his aunt scoffed and looked at him without hesitation or fear.
'It's time that you act like a man and not like a baby, it's true that many people around here who die, live out of regret of something, and if you plan on to murder someone you know, as the rumor said I won't blame for what happens to you, so be a bit careful. Your wife can't live around missing you." Alfred was so angry that he replied with the following softly speaking to himself. In whispered
'Billie you're dead, you're dead you're so dead.." he whispered under his breath.
After Billie left school due to how abusive and narcissistic his own father was he texted his friends.
'I'm sorry, I can't do this, my mother is sick." His friends understood him and told him 'I hope she'll get better soon take care." and so only after having sold a bag when he was a 21-year-old dropout. dropped out to sell drugs under his father's command. Too not have much of a future left, this stressed him out. He wore more black eyeliner and would've stolen it. Most likely and put the cellphone in the pocket of his pants. And would see his father pick him up. with a brand new car. and all Billie could think to himself. That is why there was a garbage bag in the middle. He was 21, he wasn't happy. His father caused his life to drain. And he wore old shoes. and black gloves that he got from his aunt. Maybe the rumor was true, and maybe it would've killed him. But nobody would know.
This would've been on the last time that Billie could have been alive. Unknown from the time his life was full of worries, and because he didn't sell enough. He couldn't pay the bill. And would only realize later that he would be reunited with mom after she passed.
His father looked at him with rage, again he was used by the rage by now. But he never knew it was so severe.
'Hey Billie, come take a ride! it won't take long!' smiled his father, as Billie stepped in finally hoping if better contact with his father would pass.
Billie without a doubt or hesitation, who was clung to the abuse, finally thought this was a relief. His father had gotten fat and overweight, while Billie was always a bit chubby, but it was way worse on his fathers' end. The hate of his father even circled him for years, he still hated him. But tried to play sympathetic to get him involved.
'Billie, I'm not sure if you'll remember but remember when your aunt said 'that people become ghosts?' where Billie sighed. 'I don't because I wasn't there." his father chuckled,
'you with so much doubt and worry, don't worry now. we're going to take a quick ride and it won't be long for the stop. I'll tell you to step out once we're there okay?' Billie smiled, yet knowing that this was a bit suspicious, he only saw it as a good way of contact. And if he wouldn't know, What would have been caused?
Billie sighed.
'Since it had been such a sunny day, and I've been sweating a lot. I thought going for a swim would help, but I suppose there is also trash that's supposed to be taken out right?' where his father chuckled,
'Yes, that's why we're going to help your aunt, I know you've never seen her before, but that's why we're going to help her clean up her garden and we're gonna stay there for a while."
It sounded suspicious to what he said but yet it was a really sad thing to hear. He had to make sure that it was okay, Billie sighed and pulled out a cigarette from the pocket from his father, who was so busy driving that this would be the last thing his father asked him to do. It seemed alright, till the terrible outcome.
A few roadblocks were lit, as it was night and Billie's father looked at his tie.
'Nice tie!" but his motives were still unclear. After a few dark roads, Billie's father decided to take out the garbage bag which was grey and unsanitary. and said to Billie as he saw a big white house, and representable to his aunt and said the following.
'Do you wanna sit down for a moment? I can reassure you you're tired from the tough day." where Billie smiled. In his last moment before death. Billie sat down and then looked at the beautiful flowers on the water. And suddenly felt himself gasping for air, struggling to get off his father, his father laughed like crazy. The drugs and anxiety made him crazed. But he didn't care. He wanted to make sure his son was gone on all ends. Billie wanted to scream for help his father asked another friend to come along that day. His father kept him down. And afterward saw one of his friends come along. Another fat man with a beard and a pistol.
"If you don't shoot him I'll drown him myself!' Billie's father replied. as the other chubby man tried to help Billie but his father got up and grabbed the gun he was hiding in his pocket. And shotgunned the other man with a warning shot. The man was so afraid that he'd run away. Not saying a word. Shooting his sun in the head. One time, two times, but yet he wasn't dead. As Billie screamed and cried for help.
'What did I fucking tell you about being in the family? snitching my secrets!' Eat your own words! See what happened to mom because of what you did?" 'Huh, Ha! where is she!? " where Billie cried and was shoved in the dirt with the garbage truck. And that his father shot him in the spine. And bought a gun with more money, and afterward when Billie wouldn't die. And was choking on dirt and grass, Bleeding out. His father decided it had enough.
'I changed my mind, shooting you here wouldn't make you suffer enough, I think I'll show you the river." Billie was scared and beaten down so many times. With all the regrets his father beat him down to the ground, and his cries weren't helped for mercy. Begging for help and screaming, but everyone was asleep and no help came. He was so confused about what was going on. And got punched in the teeth, and grabbed by his father's meaty hands. Just because he wasn't happy with the way he was treated. Poor poor boy, The 26-year-old was beaten aimlessly. And couldn't help what was going on with him anymore. Soon he was so hurt and fractured that he couldn't get up. And was pushed down the lake and knew this was his time of death, It was most certainly how he died.
He heard his father drive off in the distance and recalled that his last sense of hearing was the last thing about to go. He recalled that the fear and anger was the one where he would live on. If he had another chance of life but it was most likely the end of him.
A few weeks passed and Alfred wasn't caught by the police. He smirked and laughed at what he did. He was proud and happy about the pain he caused to his son. He couldn't care much. and took his money, and all the belongings and was about to throw them out.
Billie on the other hand felt his psychical appearance become lighter and lighter. Waking up in the middle of the cold water. Seeing his body go further down the drain, yet having the same clothes. The same hair, and his skin both in his own body and spirit being pale, god knows how long he had been there. before his life was put down the drain. Suddenly getting back up and setting foot. Wanting to see the children play at the lake that day. But they didn't see him. As they walked through him. As Billie recalled becoming colder, and could only attach to a person who had been as kind as his mother or one of his friends.
"Am I dead?" where a voice spoke in his mind. 'Yes." Now it was only time to set foot on finding wherever his father was. His father was the reason why he died, years of self-blaming passed away. Seeing the blood and his own body decay, but not his spirit. He had awakened from the dead. Only to find a purpose, and as he touched his neck he felt that there were a bunch of wounds there. It was a time in the daylight and Billie dried up by the sun. As he sat down for a few moments, remembering everything his father did to him. Suddenly remembering what his aunt said.
'The rumor was true," Billie quietly spoke to himself. As he remembered what his aunt said about revenge. He saw his friend walking around and seeing that she walked through him and replied the following
'It must've been the wind.. or someone else I still have to find never mind." Billie fell to his knees with the red tie and the butterfly that was blue that landed on him.
'I am dead.." 'How will I ever see my friends again?" as the woman who was in front of him hugged him. And sighed
'Billie, are you okay?' where Billie replied 'No, I'm sure everyone will forget me since I'm not alive anymore." where the woman replied 'But I won't." knowingly she had died in some or another way. Maybe she didn't realize she was dead. Maybe, she was alive Billie was too confused to let her know. He was mourning because he lost his life. to someone, he thought he could look up to for once. in the worst way.
Soon the woman disappeared, And Billie gathered his strength and walked to the house where he thought his father would be. He was laughing and making fun of him with his own friend on the other hand. He was furious and didn't know so much rage could give him so much power. He looked at his father and smirked.
'So the time's come to an end, you've ended me .. my world has come to an end." pointing to the fat obese man to the corner. Who wasn't even the man he was in the beginning? According to Billie not. He laughed and kept laughing about how mockingly he killed his own child. And how useless he was at selling. He lifted up his pale hand. A red tie, black eyes his eyes who were once green but now seemingly green and lifeless. Like all the life was drained out of him. He lifted up his hand and cracked the mirrors as his father got terribly scared. and looked him right in the eye. His friend grabbed a gun, but not even a bullet would hurt him.
'What's wrong dad? you look like you've seen a ghost.." Billie mockingly laughed and pulled up his hand. Now after a while he got his powers together and pointed with a few fingers together. the forefinger pointing up. His father got scared and tried to fight back. Only knowing he would be thrown around the place. And that his friend was caught with another arm. Two arms were used to keep both being tortured for their own sins. Billie knew he had to do it. Because they were the ones who paid his life for a bloody price.
Billie help up two and made the kitchen knife fly. as his smirk widened. He looked like a zombie, from his eye view. but his body wasn't rotten, he was just pale After a week after his death was announced he magically came alive. Knowing that the lake could've been cursed by an unknown power. But nobody knew from now. Billie laughed hysterically as he lost his mind and remembered everything that happened to him. He now had to make sure that he could kill the ones who made his life miserable.
'Hey, a friend of him.. you were the one who gave him a gun?" "right?" "I see, you couldn't help me." "So, I guess, you could've killed him at the time you really wanted to, but you didn't right?" as he begged for mercy.
"I'm sorry I didn't know what to do, I was scared." while Billie laughed hysterically again.
'Then you might have it back." Billie circled around the kitchen and saw his father scream in fear. and Billie said the next and following.
'Hi dad, everloving dad. Remember that you told me.. it was a family's business. but it seemed like it was none of my business in the end.." where his father screamed
'What the hell are you?" where Billie laughed and chuckled.
'I am the devil that you made, I am what you made me after all." scrounging that his voice became more and more disturbing. Many knives were plunged into the father's friend. And where his father sighed and screamed.
'You useless bastard! you psychopath, you were pissing me off, that's why I had to kill you, now rot in hell!' where his father held a cross, and Billie laughed and smiled.
'Oh, you're scared? God won't help you, so you might as well suffer in silence!" 'Go down nice and easy." His father decided to try to grab one of the knives. But it was too hard. Billie plunged the knives further, and more further into his father's chest. Till his screams killed him. and he begged him not to die. Before he looked back at his friend who was killed. Billie pointed his forefinger to his father. And laughed at the man's suffering as he passed away. Billie laughed like a real sadist and sighed. Billie's hair turned black due to how long he stayed dead. It could also be possible that the curse made his natural color of his hair disappear and leave him with the darkest look they could find on earth.
'Goodnight father, may you rot in hell for the sins you've committed." as he watched his corpse decay.
After the murders were committed Billie couldn't be held accountable due to how he was already labeled as decayed, since this day Billie haunts the house of his current residents. The cursed lake had an up-brought on life. He could still be in heaven for what his mother experienced. Even if he was cursed to live on forever as a ghost, the pain he felt was so unreal that all of this was able to kill him. The hatred he felt for his father, and the lie of a perfect life were all done. His red tie is being ripped off. And the numerous people who lived in pain. How his aunt found out from his studies how he would have lived through. Anyone who went near the house would have felt the curse of Bill, which was a legend that troubled around. The police weren't fond of any evidence. Since Billie couldn't be linked to the murder. Police dropped the case as 'a a whitelist' which meant no evidence being held accountable and possible, to convict anyone of the murder.
Billie now haunts the residents of the house and anyone in their sight. Blooded scars from how hard his tie was put around his neck. The pain that caused him to feel so bad. And in the end, it would be all worth it. The despair the people felt, a sick mother. and the dealing. Got themselves a deal with the devil.
The deal with the devil could have crossed anyone from the man with the dead pale skin and one look for the eye could kill you, and could kill us all. If you see him you will know that you've paid your life in depth.