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Rotten Flowers | Chapter 4: The Storyteller
"Are you going to wear that?" A girl asked her with an ugly expression on her face waiting for her to answer.
Once again her friend "only friend" had forced her to go to a party 'all the popular people is going, we are so lucky!' 'A friend of a friend of... got me the entrances!' She screamed at her like two hours on the phone, she was really excited and she couldn't say no to her. She was the only person that really knew her besides her mother and if she had to sacrifice one night for her, she will do it.
They were going to meet with a group of people before the party, she didn't know any of them but she didn't care, she just hoped that it ended really fast. So she answered the anonymous girl with all the sympathy she could muster in that moment.
"Yes" While she continued playing with his phone not even looking up to see if the girl was gone, but her irritating voice said other thing.
"Don't you think that they are a little inappropriate for the party?" She looked at her shoes, they seemed fine to her, green, yellow and pink with a purple lace on top, her mother had given them to her, she was really proud of her gift. She smiled thinking of her, she had to go to the hospital to see her tomorrow, she just hoped it was a good day for her.
"No" The girl looked at her with hate and walked away to a group of people that was on her right, she was probable complaining about her attitude, she sighted and went back to her phone, writing stories on a phone was not easy but what else could she do to pass the time.
Her friend went away the moment they crossed the door, taken away by the "pretty popular people" she was almost drooling at the sight of them, she was waiting for a slow motion moment in any second.
"Lucy, Lucy!" She lifted her head and looked at her friend who didn't look like her friend at all, no glasses, so she must be going like almost blind tonight, gray dress so short and tight that it was almost like seeing her naked with a big wig on her head, she hoped it was a wig and not a new haircut.
"How do I look?" She asked giving her what she probably thought was a sexy face, but to her she looked constipate.
"You look great?" She smiled at her as she tripped trying to get to the couch without her glasses. She sat down next to her and crossed her legs.
"I'm having so much fun! and this is just the pre-party" She said playing with her dress, most likely trying to cover her legs. One of the boys made signals that they were ready to go, they were divided in 3 groups to go to the party.
Katie grabbed her hand and dragged her to the group where the girl from before was looking at her with hate, her shoes must be a fashion crime or something.
"Hi, I'm Katie" She waved to them like a little girl on her first day of school but they didn't seemed interest in her at all, they just turned their heads and whispered between them ´who invited them? ´. Katie smiled disappeared.
"Ok, let's go" They went inside someone shiny new car and drove to the place where the party was being held, she looked outside trying to remember the way, she didn't like to be lost, she had always wanted to know where she stood. She never knew what could happen ´there are monsters in the dark, dear´.
The cars stopped and the party started.
The pre-party and the party where really similar, a lot of kids dancing, drinking and making fool of themselves, people looking at her shoes like they were the end of the world and her sitting in a secluded couch writing on her cell phone, she considered herself a great author even if only herself had ever read what she wrote.
She felt someone sat to her left but she didn't bother to turn around to look until a voice spoke to her.
"What are you writing?" She turned her head and just stopped, because there was a really good looking guy there. She wasn't shallow but she could appreciate beauty when she saw it, the guy seemed incredible long, his legs didn't seem to end. Brown hair and eyes that were looking right through her.
"A supernatural story" His smirk seemed bigger somehow like he was amused by what she just had said.
"Really? interesting, so what is it about?" He asked while he looked at the people dancing like idiots on the dance floor, throwing beer, food and other stuff like it didn't matter that it wasn't their house, she felt sorry for the kid who offer his house for this.
"it's about a boy who was cursed from the moment he was born, well he thinks he is cursed but the reality is that.." She really didn't know, she hadn't reached that point yet, she couldn't see it.
"It's what?" He asked.
"No, nothing, it's not finished yet but there is a lot of blood and people with powers, if that is what you like" The boy turned to her for a second and looked at her shoes.
"Yeah, I like that" He said while he got up from the couch and cleaned his pants off some invisible dirt he could only seem to see. While he walked away from her, he turned around one last time.
"By the way, I like your shoes, they seem good for running" He smiled at her and passed through the wall of people that was on his way. She followed him with her eyes until he couldn't see him anymore.
"I know you would have fun!" Kate said to her while she breathed hard holding her hand against her chest, dancing seemed like a good exercise somehow, she lowered her hand and grabbed hers, pulling her up and trying to take her to the dance floor. And for once she let her.
She started to move and let the music guide her, closing her eyes and just listened. She didn't know how much time it passed, minute, hours; she was just enjoying herself until the screams started.
At the beginning the music just covered them, but then they seemed to be louder and louder, suddenly she felt a hand against hers.
"Lucy" A voice said to her right, she opened her eyes and looked at Katie with a smile on her face but Katie, sweet Katie was looking at her with pure horror.
"Can you hear that?" She asked her with a trembling voice, for a moment she couldn't understand what was happening, Katie was a rock, her rock, not matter what, when her father died she had held her while she cried, when her mother got sick she had grabbed her hand between hers while the doctor told them the bad news. She had never cracked, until now.
She stopped listening to the music that was on her mind and pressed attention to her surroundings. There was a scream in the background, and again, and again.
The music suddenly stopped and everyone seemed frozen on their spots. She looked around, boys huddle together with scared expressions on their faces, girls trying to look brave, deciphering if it was a joke or it was really happening. She heard someone say 'Should we call the police', but no one did anything.
"I..I´ll go, it's probably someone playing around" A boy got up from the couch and walked where the screams were coming from so they waited and time seemed to go slower.
"Do you think he is all right?" Kate asked her while she held her hand a little tighter.
"I'm sure he is just fine" She answered, she knew the world wasn't like an horror movie, but this was so similar to her stories that it was getting really creepy ' "it's about a boy who was cursed from the moment he was born, well he thinks he is cursed but the reality is that...".
That phrase, why she was thinking about that phrase right now, for some reason she had stopped right there, she couldn't continue, she didn't know the boy's fate or may be she didn't want to write it because she knew it didn't end well.
Another scream woke her up from her daydream; she looked at the clock on the wall and realized that only a minute had passed. Katie trembled besides her and let out a tiny scream, tightening her hand around hers.
She looked at her face for a second and turned to where she was looking; there he was the boy who had left to see what was going on. For a moment she thought that everything was all right, he seemed a little pale to her but he looked fine, but then she realized what Katie's little scream was about, the boy's black t-shirt was wet and she was sure it wasn't water.
He kept on walking, 1 step, 2 step, 3 step, but he never reached the four, he fell to the floor and everyone in the room flinched. Two of his friends seemed to wake up and ran to him but it was too late. And that was the moment where everyone realized that it wasn't a joke, people started bringing out their cell phones, trying to make calls that didn't seem to be working, running to the door that were clearly closed, screaming to each other but Katie and her stood right there not moving.
Looking at the two boys who were mourning their friend, suddenly a new pair of feet appeared between them and the. Long never ending legs that she had seen before 'What are you writing?' it was the boy from before. He was looking at the boy that was before him with a calm expression on his face, a girl across the room screamed at him asking about what was happening in the other room.
The boy looked at the girl and started walking, in 5 steps he was in front of her, he grabbed her head between his hands and kissed her forehead and cracked, the girl fell to the floor. 'by the way, I like your shoes, they seem good for running' and so she did, she grabbed Katie's hand and ran.
She didn't bother with the doors, she knew they were locked, but she had seen a glass door that went to the backyard. She pulled Katie harder, making her stumble a little but never stopping and there it was a big glass door, she let go of her for a second and lifted the metal chair that was under the table, she banged the glass, 1, 2, 3, 4 times until it started cracking from the force.
She ignored the screams that were around here and kept on hitting the glass. Crash. All the glass fell to the floor. She breathed hard for a few seconds and left the chair on the floor, turning around and grabbing Katie's hand once again and kept on running, she cut her leg with the glass but she didn't care, she couldn't stop, her body didn't let her.
She watched what was ahead of her but she didn't see Katie's pale face, the way her hands trembled or the wound that was on her right side.
They reached a metal gate and she let go of Katie's hand again, still looking ahead, while Katie started falling to the floor, the grass covering the noise of her falling. Lucy pushed against the metal even if she knew she couldn't open it, so she looked up, it didn't looked very high, the best course of action was climbed to the top, she didn't think about all the years she missed gym with stupid excuses or the hours she spent sitting on her couch doing nothing, she was going to reach the top no matter what.
She took a big breathed and reached with her hand to Katie who was behind her, but the moment the hand touched the tip of her fingertips she knew it wasn't Katie's hand. She didn't want to turn around, the hand gripped hers tighter and a body started to pressing against her back.
"Not fast enough" She wanted to cry and screamed but she was frozen. She could feel his breath against her ear.
"Tell me how the story really ends?" The arms circled her waist and pressed harder and harder, until she couldn't breath, Lucy fell to the floor.
The boy looked at the body that was at his feet and then turned to the other girl.
"Shame I really want to know how the story ends" Sebastian looked at the bodies one last time and walked to the house again, he had a bit of cleaning to do.
Paul and Anne entered their house still tired from the long trip, it was the first time they had left his 16 years old son alone in the house, they were waiting for the worse, broken bottles, someone sleeping on the floor, anything, they knew their son was a good boy but he wasn't an angel, girls crying over the phone and his son saying 'I'm not here' 'I didn't do it' and a bunch of excuses that were getting a little more tiring with every attempt. But there was nothing, the floor was clean, the sofa empty.
They walked to the kitchen and screamed their son's name along the way, putting their stuff on a metal chair, Paul looked outside at their garden and the metal gate that was beyond that and smiled, no drunken boys/girls sleeping on the ground that was a big improvement, maybe his son was finally learning.
He opened the grocery bags and took out the food, sorting everything in their place, he opened the freezer and put the meat for the barbecue that his wife insisted to have even if he knew that his son had had enough fun this weekend.
He continued with the lettuces, tomatoes and rice, until the bag was empty. He turned his head to the right and spotted a dirty patch on the kitchen corner, it was really small but there it was, he took a big breath and held it, he tapped his fingers against the corner and tried to do nothing like the doctor had said.
"Fuck it" He grabbed the yellow towel that was in the corner and scratched the dirt out of the kitchen, holding his arm high like a trophy when he finished.
"Happy?" He heard his wife said to him while he lowered his arm with a guilty expression on his face, he looked at her arms crossed and he knew he was in trouble.
"Jason is not home" She didn't seem worried, he usually wasn't, he preferred the company of his friends, they must be in 10th place in his son priority list. Before he could say something to her, the phone rang and it was the first call of many.
"Where is my son?"
"Where is my daughter?
"Her name is Lucy, have you seen her?"