Chapter 2 – Night-Out
Carly's Point of View
L.A., U.S.A. – Griffin's House
The lights flashed on and two hands grabbed me.
"NO!" I screamed.
Griffin laughed and I turned to see him, not the dark figure.
"What's your problem Carls?" he asked, still laughing.
"Uh…." I flushed red.
"I think this is the last time we should watch a horror movie," he joked.
Great. Now my love will make fun of me until the last day in my life.
"I…thought I saw someone…so…" I trailed trying to find the right words.
"Someone?" he asked as he sat down on his bed to open a Lays bag.
I sat beside him. "Yeah, someone. You left the lights on and while I was relaxing, someone shut the lights off. When I went to open the lights, the two lamps didn't work and neither did the main one. And then… uh, someone called my name and I…saw a guy and he was…then you came..." I tried explaining.
"Wait—what? You said I left the light on?" he asked.
I nodded. "But I didn't," Griffin replied seriously. I expected him to start laughing, but he didn't.
I raised an eyebrow, "you didn't?"
"No," he shook his head. "I think you were just imagining."
"I wasn't!" I assured him.
"Carly you were. How would anyone come in while I was downstairs and you were right here? You would hear them," he put his arms on my shoulder.
"Well, I thought about that too," I mumbled.
"I think you need to calm down Cary," Griffin held my hands.
"But I am not crazy! You've got to believe me baby!" I cried.
"Well…your story is a bit too fictional," he replied as he laid a tiny chip in his mouth.
I got up and headed downstairs, stomping all the way.
"Carls!" Griffin called after me. I ignored him. I couldn't believe that my boyfriend didn't believe me. I knew I wasn't crazy! And I knew that what I saw was real. I am going to prove it! But how? Who would believe such a story? I just kept running to the door. I got my shoes and wore them. Then I reached for the handle when Griff came and grabbed me from my waist.
"Don't go," he pleaded.
"Sorry. I am leaving. You wouldn't want to stay with a mad person," I pulled his arms from my waist and yanked the door open. Then I banged it shut in his face.
I woke in the morning by the sound of my neighbor's lawnmower. It was a soothing noise, but also disturbing sometimes. I checked my phone calls, messages and my mail. I had received five missed phone calls from Griffin, three cell-phone messages and ten mails on Hotmail. I had to call him back or text him. Last night wasn't an official break-up; it was just one of those mini-fights. I washed my face and grabbed some break-fast then I headed to my room, where I turned on my laptop and clicked on the new button.
Dear Griffin,
I wrote,
Sorry about last night. I think you were right about my vision. I am really sorry too. I will meet you in Central Park, for shopping. See you then.
Love,
Carly
I clicked Send and then signed out. Once the MSN page came to view, I closed the laptops screen and grabbed my book, Twilight. Then, I sank into my bed to read.
"I love your outfit Carly!" Jess commented.
"Thanks," I smiled.
We were in Central Park, waiting for everyone to join the search. Until now, Jess, Charlie, Mark, Kelly, Ben, Rosie, Destiny, me and Jacob were present. Lauren and Tyler were late.
I was wearing a short red and white striped dress. There was a red belt, right under my chest. Then, I wore white flats with a red handbag. My hair was open, and brought over my shoulders. I had a red ribbon tied and a white bracelet on.
"Where are we gonna go first?" Jess asked.
"I don't know. You guys dragged me here," I said.
Jess glared at me, and thank goodness, Lauren and Tyler came.
"Hey!" Tyler saluted.
I waved in replay.
"Oh hey you guys. It's good you came. We were just thinking where to go first. Right Carly?" Jess sneered at the end.
I nodded and made a halo around my head.
"I know a fabulous store!" Kelly volunteered, as she looked up from her cell-phone. "Let's go to The Luxe. I know how to get there," she added.
Jess nodded, "Let's go!"
"How does it look?" Jess asked for the hundredth time.
"Too naked," I replied.
"Grrr!" Jess exploded. She couldn't find the perfect dress for her. She had just shown me a blueberry blue short dress. It was strapless from the top with some glitter. Bellow her chest, there was a flower belt. She wore four inch high-heels with them, and, I would tell you—she looked disgusting. If she sat down, or bent down, you would see her underwear. We weren't going to film a porn movie, for god's sakes!
Just then, Destiny burst out. Her dress was perfect. It was long and simple. The top had a V stripe, and then the cloth was straight to the foot. It was peacock blue.
"Destiny you like beautiful," I exaggerated.
"Thanks," she blushed.
I smiled. She was pretty. With brown hair and the calm face, and those glasses, she was fabulous. I mean she isn't that plain. Not like me. Nah-ah.
"Oh!" Lauren cried.
Lauren was wearing a strapless top with a side-cut skirt. It was the same color as Angela's dress. It seemed that the dresses were from a set of prom clothes.
"You look awesome!" I cried. They looked like twins in those matching colors. After all they are best friends.
"I love it! We can go as twins!" Lauren suggested. Destiny nodded quickly. She seemed excited.
"Oh wow," I muttered at the sight of Jess. She wasn't wearing a porn dress or another stupid one. She wore a perfect dress. It was, as I inferred from the same set as Destiny's and Lauren's. She wore a till-the-knees dress. It had a V opening with two thick straps. With Jessica's perfect figure, the dress suited her.
"Jess, this is the prefect dress," I admitted.
"Thanks. Oh my gosh! You guys are wearing the same color as mine," she realized.
"Yup. Lauren and I were thinking about going as twins. Maybe, if you want Jess you can be our twin too," Destiny explained.
"Of course ill be your twins!" Jess chirped.
"You mean triplets," I corrected.
The three of them turned around and faced me.
"Did I say something?" I questioned.
"Its time for you to find a dress. Griffin wouldn't want his date to be wearing a sweater and jeans," Lauren snarled.
I sighed, "Fine!" then got up to start the mission.
I searched for hours. At least it seemed so. I tried a million, but because of my figure, which is not so figure-like, I couldn't find a dress that would be perfect for me.
I was now wearing a long pink dress. It was strapless and really tight around the waist and stomach. It made me feel like I am from the medieval times. Their clothes were tight around these spots. The dress was fluffy at the bottom.
"Ugh," I exclaimed. It was frustrating. I hated changing every minute. I mean, I wear the dress, no it isn't perfect, and then take it off, try another one on! It's a boring cycle.
Just then, Griffie and the guys came into the shop. Seemed like they had finished shopping. Their shopping was easy. Which tuxedo color, which tie color and which shoe color? That's all! But girls, they had to find a dress, the accessories, shoes, make-up, and perfume.
"Hey girls!" the guys shouted.
"Hey," I said lamely.
"What's wrong Carly?" Griffin asked.
"She can't find her perfect dress," Lauren rolled her eyes.
"Because there is no perfect dress for me!" I scoffed.
"You aren't trying!" Jess replied in a mutter.
"Right," I agreed sarcastically.
"Well, I will help," Griffin shrugged.
"I know what would make you perfect for me," he winked.
I blushed. "Thanks," I murmured.
"Carls, it's PERFECT!" Destiny cried.
"Thanks," I smoothed down the long dress.
I had found a pale green gown. It was long till the ground. Simple as well, it went along with me. It had two thin straps and a V-neck opening. It was tight on the chest, and then came down to make it fluffy. I wore a three inch high-heel, which was apple green too.
"How much is it?" Lauren asked.
"Two-hundred, and fifty," I read.
"Not bad. We're taking ours as a set, which makes it three-hundred and fifty," Lauren replied.
"Did Rosie and Kelly come yet?" I asked.
"No," Jess responded.
Kelly and Rosie had gone to a different section in the store. It was the newest section. They wanted to buy something expensive. We had gone to Last Year section. It was cheaper.
"Hmmm. Maybe we should go check over them. It would be faster," Destiny recommended.
"Sure," I agreed. "But let me get out of this dress first," I groaned as I tried to take off the top.
"We'll wait," they replied.
"Kelly, just pick!" I cried. She was taking a lot of time to decide if she would get the blue or black. I thought the blue would go with her hair better. The black would make her too dull.
"I'll ask, Mark" she decided finally. "Which one?" she asked him.
"Blue! I've already said that a million times!" he replied in a whiny voice, which sounded like spare-me-god!
She sighed, and then went to drop off the black dress.
"Okay, so were done?" I asked.
"Yes. Now we have to pay, then we can head off for lunch," Lauren replied.
"Lunch! Sounds good," I rubbed my tummy.
Griffin laughed and then we headed off to the cashier.
"Thanks for the ride," I thanked Griff.
"No problem," he replied as he took off his helmet.
I took off the helmet and handed it to him. Griffin took it and placed it in the basket. Then he took his helmet and placed it on his seat.
"Good night," I smiled.
"Good night" he repeated then leaned in for a soft good night kiss.
I stood on my tiptoes to reach his height, and then received my kiss. I liked when he kissed me, but I never wanted to admit it to anyone else. The kiss was soft and gentle, what anyone would want as a good night kiss. After a couple of seconds, the kiss was over, and I was back on my feet. I sighed.
"See you tomorrow," he lifted my chin up so he could read my face. Spencer told me I was an open book. You can read my face easily.
"Yeah," I replied, and then hugged him before turning around and running to the front footsteps.
I was in a room—a dark one. The room was empty. It smelled like rotten apples. I heard a dry raspy voice calling my name. Over, and over.
"Carly"
I turned around, finding a dark shadow moving closer…closer. The dark shadow became visible, and I saw the person I feared most. The boy, with blood all over and rotten smell. He wasn't covered in blood though. I could see his face this time and just as I have inferred, he had a beautiful face. His golden yellow hair sparkled like a thousand of tiny diamonds. He had no flesh shown at all. And he didn't smell either, in fact there was a sweet scent in the room. He was wearing the same clothes again.
"Carly," he reached his hand out for me. This time, they were normal, but I feared holding them.
"No. Please," I whispered as I hugged myself.
"Come with me. I need you. You have to come with me," he repeated in his husky voice.
"No!" I cried.
"Take my hand Carlotta. You're going to regret it. You have to come or you will regret it!" he warned.
"What do you want?" I asked.
"I need you. Please. I have waited so long. I have waited seventeen years for this moment. You have to come Carly!" he begged.
"NO! I DON'T WANT TO GO WITH YOU!" I screamed.
"Please!" he pleaded once more.
I shook my head. His hands dropped down and he became still. The room was quiet once more and I could only see his frozen body.
"I warned you ," he frowned. "You're going to regret it," then he smiled- an evil smile.
I gulped. What did he mean by regretting this?
"NO!" I screamed as his body started dripping blood. His skin started to tear and fall down on the ground as if he was hatchling. His flesh was shown and a rotten smell filled the room, once again. His teeth became moldy and bloody. Then his bones started to appear, as his flesh was torn into slices and thrown in front of my feet. I groaned in disgust and backed away, finding an enormous tree behind me. The tree was spooky, with no leafs and a hundred of red dots around its branches. I gasped, as the red spots started moving towards me. High shrieks filled the room. I closed my eyes, wishing that the whole nightmare would stop. Once the high shrieks stopped, I opened my eyes, finding the boy smiling at me, with his skeleton body. His teeth still remained. He smiled devilishly, showing his rotten teeth. In the middle of the rows, there were two sharp ones, in the top row. They were covered in blood, deep red blood. The boy took a knife from his pocket, and made an X on the right side of his bony neck. Then he cackled once more as I touched blood that was running down my neck. I peered on the right side of my neck, finding a river of blood running down my clothes, and two deep pierce marks. I heard a splashing voice from the top, and as I looked up at the ceiling, I found a flood of blood falling at me.
