Della does not smile with her lips, but with her eyelids. She smiles with the curves of her brow, the happy shakes of her fists. She held hands with Sarah and laughed with her. Sarah couldn't laugh because she was drinking some water. Maybe she would like some food with it?
The cute babyish gurgles blessed Della's ears. Many bubbles ran free from her friend's strained teeth. She looked like she was in pain but it was just a brain freeze. A lovely sunset was wasted and concealed behind the awful trees of the camp. It would be romantic to see it grace the lake and christen it like the drooling sun god. The shreds of pink and dirty orange clouds were enough for Della, they tear the earth with artistic lights. Sarah tripped but she was not walking. She felt like one with outer space now, ironic as Della felt on top of the world. It was heretical, but the afterlife won't be kind to Sarah.
She felt broken, she's porcelain. A half an hour in the water and her head cracked. The state of ardency was to much; it was only a matter of time before her corporal self ossify and her blood coagulates. Death was much kinder to her than any heaven would be, and lightyears above her upcoming fate. Her soul did not belong to her or God, her soul belonged to the spurious lake spectral and her body was only an obstacle.
Della was tired of being tied to the railroad tracks of the heartbreak train. When her first one denied her it scorched her otherwise invincible spirit. Della purloined Sarah, but thought of it as simply eliciting her soul. Sarah wasn't being freed, she was being murdered.
The corpse was kissed only to be lovelessly tossed back into the lake. Sarah's poor remains sink into the black of the deep part of the water. The ghost of this cold lake, interestingly, did not die from drowning. But her chosen one has.
A|N: Ok Sarah Maas is a terrible main character but I really like the concept of Curse of Camp Cold Lake. I like stalker lesbian ghost stories, I will direct you to my other fics of that nature if you will. Speaking of lesbians, the summary is taken from Tegan and Sara's "My Number".