*Disclaimer: I don't own the series Gilmore Girls or the characters. All I
own is my imagination and the plot.
*A/N: Hey! I guess this is the chapter you have all been waiting for. I'm sorry about the cliffhanger, but I had to figure this chapter out. Anyway I hope I at least satisfied some of you and didn't disappoint any of you. I know I'm not that good at this, but please read anyway. Thanks again for everything! :-)
*~*~*:-)*~*~*Bye, smile :-)
Dave: ''I think it's coming from outside..........''
Dave started to walk over to the door.
Lane: ''You can't go out there alone.''
Lane looked at Dave with a worried expression on her face.
D: ''Don't worry, I'll go with him.''
T: ''How courageous of you.''
Paris turned around and looked at him.
P: ''At least he's going, risking his life for us.''
Jess smirked.
J: ''Risking his life ?''
Jess raised an eyebrow.
J: ''How medieval of you.''
T: ''Like the three Musketeers.''
Rory was amazed of how they were so alike, yet so different at the same time. Of course Jess was less crude, but they seemed to have the same sense of humor. Maybe that was why she had been attracted to Tristan for a while.
Dean shot both Tristan and Jess a warning look, before he followed Dave outside. Lane impatiently waited by the door, nervously chewing her bottom lip. She kept looking at Rory, silently asking her if Dave and Dean were going to be alright. Rory smiled, trying to reassure her best friend.
Finally, after what seemed like ages to Lane, the door opened and the two guys rejoined them. Lane immediately reached for Dave's hand, asking him if he was alright.
D: ''We checked around the house and found nothing.''
P: ''Maybe we just imagined it ?''
Rory wanted to answer Paris, by saying that it was impossible, that all eight of them, had imagined exactly the same thing, but she was cut off by another scream. This one seemed louder than the others, showing them, that it really had been there. Most of them just covered their ears, but Shane's reaction caught Rory's eye. Instead of covering her ears, she screamed and grabbed Jess by his arm. And even though she knew that they weren't together anymore, she still felt jealous. It was a horrible feeling, that made her wanna yell at Shane. But of course she didn't. She just forced herself to look at something else. The dreadful scream quickly faded and soon everyone was looking at each other, wondering what they should do next. Suddenly Tristan sighed and started to head for the door. No one said a word, but when he pulled the door open, Rory sighed too.
R: ''You can't go alone. I'll go with you.''
Rory was almost at the door, when Lane grabbed her arm.
Lane: ''I'm going with.''
Rory smiled, grateful that there were now three of them.
J: ''Geez, I can't believe I'm doing this.''
He said it in a low whisper, so the only person who heard it, was him. The only reason he was following the others outside, was because of Rory. He didn't exactly trust Tristan. Dave exchanged a look with Lane and nodded.
Dave: ''I'm going too.''
Lane's face lit up as soon as those words reached her ears.
Dave: ''Someone's got to protect my girlfriend.''
Tristan rolled his eyes as he started to make his way towards the dark woods. He thought that the scream had come from there and he always followed his instincts.
Dean: ''I'll stay here with Shane and Paris.''
And to no one's surprise, the two girls didn't object. Right before Dean closed the door, the met Rory's eyes and mouthed, be careful. Rory nodded, but looked away when there was another scream.
Soon, the five 'courageous' ones, were in the woods, that consisted of only palm trees. Tristan and Dave had subconsciously decided to take the front. Lane and Rory, their arms still hooked, and Jess a couple of paces behind them. And just knowing that he was there, watching 'their backs', made Rory feel safe.
Lane: ''Why are we doing this again ?''
Even though Lane's voice was barely above a whisper, Rory had heard it clearly. And she answered her in the same soft whisper, not wanting to disturb whatever ancient curses these woods and this island held.
R: ''We're trying to figure out who that scream belongs to.''
Lane: ''It could be an Indian, doing one of those ritual dances.''
J: ''Or maybe it's an entire tribe.''
The amusement was more than crystal in his voice.
Lane: ''Or maybe it's a ghost, like Shane said.''
Rory shook her head and glanced at Lane.
R: ''I can't believe you chose Shane over me.''
Lane: ''No, I chose her theory over yours.''
R: ''That's prejudiced, cause I didn't have time to come up with a theory.''
Lane: ''Then make one up now.''
R: ''Coffee's good for you.''
Lane: ''That has absolutely nothing to do with this situation.''
R: ''Yes it does, cause if we had coffee, we wouldn't be so cold.''
There was another scream, louder this time. It seemed like they were going in the right direction.
T: ''This way.''
Lane: ''Shouldn't we be heading in the opposite direction ?''
As if to prove Lane's comment, another scream filled the air around them. Wrapping itself around them and reaching for their ears. Both Rory and Lane shrieked, still not used to the penetrating, high sound. Dave threw a quick glance over his shoulder.
Dave: ''Are you two alright ?''
Lane nodded and Rory whispered something, that sounded like a faint and unsure yes. She tightened her grip on Lane's arm and turned her head to look at Jess.
R: ''Jess ?''
Jess simply nodded at her.
Suddenly Tristan started to slow down.
T: ''I think I see something.''
He lead them past the last couple of palm trees, the light of the stars guiding him. Promptly Tristan stopped. The others did too. For a minute nothing could be heard except their shaky breaths, as they took in their surroundings. They were standing at the edge of an open spot in the woods, that was surrounded by an iron fence. Once the fence was meant to keep people out, but not anymore. It was broken in several places and covered with rust. Rory found that it was easier to make things out here. No trees to keep the light from shining through. She gasped when she saw the tombstones, that were scattered all over the place. Most of them were cracked, but a lucky few were still standing. Moss was covering every single one of them, making it impossible for her to read the names from where she was standing.
Lane: ''It's a cemetery.''
Rory nodded. It must have been long forgotten by the looks of it. Everything seemed dead. Even the weed, that covered the entire ground of the cemetery, seemed dead. Curious about the names on the tombstones, she let go of Lane's arm and walked over to one. The dead weed crackling with every step she took. When she reached the tombstone, she kneeled in front of it, ignoring the fact that the rough ground was scratching her knees. She wiped some moss away and slowly shifted her gaze over the name.
Marilyn Rosenberg, 1983-2001. The girl had only been 18 when she died. So young. Rory turned her head to look at Lane, who was also kneeled in front of one of the stones.
Lane: ''Laurie Amanda Parker. Born in 1982, died in 1999.''
Dave: ''Jack Mackenzie. Born 1984, died in 2001.''
Lane: ''O my god, they're all so young. What happened to them ?''
Dave: ''Why are they buried on an deserted island ?''
R: ''It's almost as if they were forgotten.''
T: ''This has to be someone's idea of a sick joke.''
Tristan ran his hand over one of the tombstones, removing the moss, so he could look at another 'forgotten' teen.
R: ''Maybe this island just recently got deserted.''
Lane: ''What do you mean ? Do you think something happened to them.''
Rory shrugged.
R: ''It could have been some sort of tropical disease that killed them.''
J: ''Or boredom.''
Suddenly Rory noticed the unhealthy quietness around them. They hadn't heard the screams for a while now. Dave seemed to notice it too.
Dave: ''Let's get outta here.''
Rory nodded and slowly got up, glancing at the name of Marilyn once more, before she turned around. She immediately noticed, that Jess was still standing at the same spot. He hadn't even set one foot onto the graveyard yet. Suddenly Rory's expression changed.
R: ''Jess.''
Jess heard the panicked tone in her voice and searched her eyes for the reason. Finally, he noticed that she wasn't looking at him. She was looking at something behind him. He turned around and immediately took a couple of steps back, at the sight of the silhouette that had startled Rory.
J: ''What the hell ?!''
That caught everyone's attention and they all followed Jess' gaze. Lane gasped and went to stand near Jess and Rory. Suddenly they heard a noise behind them and Lane was the first of them to turn around. She gasped and took a step back, almost crashing into Tristan. On the other end of the graveyard, were too more silhouettes.
R: ''What now ?''
She kept her eyes on the silhouettes, trying to break through the darkness around them, so she could see their faces, but she failed.
T: ''Well, I'm all for running, but if you have another suggestion.........''
R: ''Running's fine.''
Dave: ''Thought so.''
T: ''Everyone go back to the house and, try, to stay together.''
Lane: ''Just keep up, cause I'm not coming back.''
J: ''Ditto.''
One of the figures, slowly started to move closer towards them. Without thinking they started to run, not caring or looking where they were going, just as long as it was away from the graveyard.
Rory turned left and headed into the woods, without thinking about the fact that she didn't know where the house was and if she was heading in the right direction. When she heard footsteps behind her, she kept running, not looking back.
''Rory !''
Rory turned around, but didn't slow down. She tried to see who the voice belonged too, but the trees were standing to close together. Suddenly she could feel her foot hit something and before she knew it, she tripped and fell. Once she was on the ground, she realized how tired she was. Her feet hurt and her hands and knees were scratched. Her head shot up, when she heard footsteps nearing her. A dark figure started to approach her, in a high speed. It was as black as a shadow. Rory wanted to get up, but realized that it was too late. She wouldn't be able to get away. All of a sudden the figure tripped over her feet and started to fall too. Rory shrieked and held her hands out in front of her. To her surprise she didn't feel any pain, when the figure landed on her.
J: ''Rory.''
Rory immediately opened her eyes, that she had automatically closed, and let out a sigh of relief when she saw that it was Jess. He had kept himself from causing her any pain, by putting his hands on either sides of her head, when he fell.
R: ''God Jess, are you okay ?''
Jess nodded and slightly smiled at her.
J: ''Apparently I have fallen for your charms, instead of the other way around.''
Rory smiled at his remark. Amazing, how he still could be his 'charming' self in this situation. Rory lowered her eyes to his chest, noticing that her hands were pressed against it. She started to blush.
J: ''Are you okay ?''
Rory brought her eyes up to meet his and nodded.
R: ''Yeah, just a little freaked about........everything.''
Jess nodded and looked at her. He has planned to get off of her, but when he saw those amazing blue eyes of her, he lost all control of his body. They seemed so bright and he would have kissed her, but then he remembered something that she had told him. Thank you for being there for me. Jess silently sighed and got off her. He helped her up. Just in time, cause heavy footsteps were coming their way. Jess started to run again, pulling Rory with him. Suddenly Rory felt someone grab her hand and she screamed. Jess looked at her, but saw no one except her and Lane.
Lane: ''Ror, it's me.''
R: ''Don't ever do that again.''
Lane: ''Do you seriously think I would ever do something like this on regular bases ?''
Rory let go of Jess' hand and grabbed Lane's arm instead. The footsteps didn't seem so loud anymore, so they slowed down a little.
Lane: ''Have either one of you seen Dave ?''
Dave: ''I'm here ! Keep running.''
And as he wished, they kept running. Rory wondering if Tristan was alright.
*R*E*V*I*E*W*! Please ? :-) I know I'm not good at writing horror, but I'm still practicing so please bare with me. Thanks again for your patience, though this wasn't really scary. I disappoint myself..........Thanks for the encouraging reviews!!! :-)
*A/N: Hey! I guess this is the chapter you have all been waiting for. I'm sorry about the cliffhanger, but I had to figure this chapter out. Anyway I hope I at least satisfied some of you and didn't disappoint any of you. I know I'm not that good at this, but please read anyway. Thanks again for everything! :-)
*~*~*:-)*~*~*Bye, smile :-)
Dave: ''I think it's coming from outside..........''
Dave started to walk over to the door.
Lane: ''You can't go out there alone.''
Lane looked at Dave with a worried expression on her face.
D: ''Don't worry, I'll go with him.''
T: ''How courageous of you.''
Paris turned around and looked at him.
P: ''At least he's going, risking his life for us.''
Jess smirked.
J: ''Risking his life ?''
Jess raised an eyebrow.
J: ''How medieval of you.''
T: ''Like the three Musketeers.''
Rory was amazed of how they were so alike, yet so different at the same time. Of course Jess was less crude, but they seemed to have the same sense of humor. Maybe that was why she had been attracted to Tristan for a while.
Dean shot both Tristan and Jess a warning look, before he followed Dave outside. Lane impatiently waited by the door, nervously chewing her bottom lip. She kept looking at Rory, silently asking her if Dave and Dean were going to be alright. Rory smiled, trying to reassure her best friend.
Finally, after what seemed like ages to Lane, the door opened and the two guys rejoined them. Lane immediately reached for Dave's hand, asking him if he was alright.
D: ''We checked around the house and found nothing.''
P: ''Maybe we just imagined it ?''
Rory wanted to answer Paris, by saying that it was impossible, that all eight of them, had imagined exactly the same thing, but she was cut off by another scream. This one seemed louder than the others, showing them, that it really had been there. Most of them just covered their ears, but Shane's reaction caught Rory's eye. Instead of covering her ears, she screamed and grabbed Jess by his arm. And even though she knew that they weren't together anymore, she still felt jealous. It was a horrible feeling, that made her wanna yell at Shane. But of course she didn't. She just forced herself to look at something else. The dreadful scream quickly faded and soon everyone was looking at each other, wondering what they should do next. Suddenly Tristan sighed and started to head for the door. No one said a word, but when he pulled the door open, Rory sighed too.
R: ''You can't go alone. I'll go with you.''
Rory was almost at the door, when Lane grabbed her arm.
Lane: ''I'm going with.''
Rory smiled, grateful that there were now three of them.
J: ''Geez, I can't believe I'm doing this.''
He said it in a low whisper, so the only person who heard it, was him. The only reason he was following the others outside, was because of Rory. He didn't exactly trust Tristan. Dave exchanged a look with Lane and nodded.
Dave: ''I'm going too.''
Lane's face lit up as soon as those words reached her ears.
Dave: ''Someone's got to protect my girlfriend.''
Tristan rolled his eyes as he started to make his way towards the dark woods. He thought that the scream had come from there and he always followed his instincts.
Dean: ''I'll stay here with Shane and Paris.''
And to no one's surprise, the two girls didn't object. Right before Dean closed the door, the met Rory's eyes and mouthed, be careful. Rory nodded, but looked away when there was another scream.
Soon, the five 'courageous' ones, were in the woods, that consisted of only palm trees. Tristan and Dave had subconsciously decided to take the front. Lane and Rory, their arms still hooked, and Jess a couple of paces behind them. And just knowing that he was there, watching 'their backs', made Rory feel safe.
Lane: ''Why are we doing this again ?''
Even though Lane's voice was barely above a whisper, Rory had heard it clearly. And she answered her in the same soft whisper, not wanting to disturb whatever ancient curses these woods and this island held.
R: ''We're trying to figure out who that scream belongs to.''
Lane: ''It could be an Indian, doing one of those ritual dances.''
J: ''Or maybe it's an entire tribe.''
The amusement was more than crystal in his voice.
Lane: ''Or maybe it's a ghost, like Shane said.''
Rory shook her head and glanced at Lane.
R: ''I can't believe you chose Shane over me.''
Lane: ''No, I chose her theory over yours.''
R: ''That's prejudiced, cause I didn't have time to come up with a theory.''
Lane: ''Then make one up now.''
R: ''Coffee's good for you.''
Lane: ''That has absolutely nothing to do with this situation.''
R: ''Yes it does, cause if we had coffee, we wouldn't be so cold.''
There was another scream, louder this time. It seemed like they were going in the right direction.
T: ''This way.''
Lane: ''Shouldn't we be heading in the opposite direction ?''
As if to prove Lane's comment, another scream filled the air around them. Wrapping itself around them and reaching for their ears. Both Rory and Lane shrieked, still not used to the penetrating, high sound. Dave threw a quick glance over his shoulder.
Dave: ''Are you two alright ?''
Lane nodded and Rory whispered something, that sounded like a faint and unsure yes. She tightened her grip on Lane's arm and turned her head to look at Jess.
R: ''Jess ?''
Jess simply nodded at her.
Suddenly Tristan started to slow down.
T: ''I think I see something.''
He lead them past the last couple of palm trees, the light of the stars guiding him. Promptly Tristan stopped. The others did too. For a minute nothing could be heard except their shaky breaths, as they took in their surroundings. They were standing at the edge of an open spot in the woods, that was surrounded by an iron fence. Once the fence was meant to keep people out, but not anymore. It was broken in several places and covered with rust. Rory found that it was easier to make things out here. No trees to keep the light from shining through. She gasped when she saw the tombstones, that were scattered all over the place. Most of them were cracked, but a lucky few were still standing. Moss was covering every single one of them, making it impossible for her to read the names from where she was standing.
Lane: ''It's a cemetery.''
Rory nodded. It must have been long forgotten by the looks of it. Everything seemed dead. Even the weed, that covered the entire ground of the cemetery, seemed dead. Curious about the names on the tombstones, she let go of Lane's arm and walked over to one. The dead weed crackling with every step she took. When she reached the tombstone, she kneeled in front of it, ignoring the fact that the rough ground was scratching her knees. She wiped some moss away and slowly shifted her gaze over the name.
Marilyn Rosenberg, 1983-2001. The girl had only been 18 when she died. So young. Rory turned her head to look at Lane, who was also kneeled in front of one of the stones.
Lane: ''Laurie Amanda Parker. Born in 1982, died in 1999.''
Dave: ''Jack Mackenzie. Born 1984, died in 2001.''
Lane: ''O my god, they're all so young. What happened to them ?''
Dave: ''Why are they buried on an deserted island ?''
R: ''It's almost as if they were forgotten.''
T: ''This has to be someone's idea of a sick joke.''
Tristan ran his hand over one of the tombstones, removing the moss, so he could look at another 'forgotten' teen.
R: ''Maybe this island just recently got deserted.''
Lane: ''What do you mean ? Do you think something happened to them.''
Rory shrugged.
R: ''It could have been some sort of tropical disease that killed them.''
J: ''Or boredom.''
Suddenly Rory noticed the unhealthy quietness around them. They hadn't heard the screams for a while now. Dave seemed to notice it too.
Dave: ''Let's get outta here.''
Rory nodded and slowly got up, glancing at the name of Marilyn once more, before she turned around. She immediately noticed, that Jess was still standing at the same spot. He hadn't even set one foot onto the graveyard yet. Suddenly Rory's expression changed.
R: ''Jess.''
Jess heard the panicked tone in her voice and searched her eyes for the reason. Finally, he noticed that she wasn't looking at him. She was looking at something behind him. He turned around and immediately took a couple of steps back, at the sight of the silhouette that had startled Rory.
J: ''What the hell ?!''
That caught everyone's attention and they all followed Jess' gaze. Lane gasped and went to stand near Jess and Rory. Suddenly they heard a noise behind them and Lane was the first of them to turn around. She gasped and took a step back, almost crashing into Tristan. On the other end of the graveyard, were too more silhouettes.
R: ''What now ?''
She kept her eyes on the silhouettes, trying to break through the darkness around them, so she could see their faces, but she failed.
T: ''Well, I'm all for running, but if you have another suggestion.........''
R: ''Running's fine.''
Dave: ''Thought so.''
T: ''Everyone go back to the house and, try, to stay together.''
Lane: ''Just keep up, cause I'm not coming back.''
J: ''Ditto.''
One of the figures, slowly started to move closer towards them. Without thinking they started to run, not caring or looking where they were going, just as long as it was away from the graveyard.
Rory turned left and headed into the woods, without thinking about the fact that she didn't know where the house was and if she was heading in the right direction. When she heard footsteps behind her, she kept running, not looking back.
''Rory !''
Rory turned around, but didn't slow down. She tried to see who the voice belonged too, but the trees were standing to close together. Suddenly she could feel her foot hit something and before she knew it, she tripped and fell. Once she was on the ground, she realized how tired she was. Her feet hurt and her hands and knees were scratched. Her head shot up, when she heard footsteps nearing her. A dark figure started to approach her, in a high speed. It was as black as a shadow. Rory wanted to get up, but realized that it was too late. She wouldn't be able to get away. All of a sudden the figure tripped over her feet and started to fall too. Rory shrieked and held her hands out in front of her. To her surprise she didn't feel any pain, when the figure landed on her.
J: ''Rory.''
Rory immediately opened her eyes, that she had automatically closed, and let out a sigh of relief when she saw that it was Jess. He had kept himself from causing her any pain, by putting his hands on either sides of her head, when he fell.
R: ''God Jess, are you okay ?''
Jess nodded and slightly smiled at her.
J: ''Apparently I have fallen for your charms, instead of the other way around.''
Rory smiled at his remark. Amazing, how he still could be his 'charming' self in this situation. Rory lowered her eyes to his chest, noticing that her hands were pressed against it. She started to blush.
J: ''Are you okay ?''
Rory brought her eyes up to meet his and nodded.
R: ''Yeah, just a little freaked about........everything.''
Jess nodded and looked at her. He has planned to get off of her, but when he saw those amazing blue eyes of her, he lost all control of his body. They seemed so bright and he would have kissed her, but then he remembered something that she had told him. Thank you for being there for me. Jess silently sighed and got off her. He helped her up. Just in time, cause heavy footsteps were coming their way. Jess started to run again, pulling Rory with him. Suddenly Rory felt someone grab her hand and she screamed. Jess looked at her, but saw no one except her and Lane.
Lane: ''Ror, it's me.''
R: ''Don't ever do that again.''
Lane: ''Do you seriously think I would ever do something like this on regular bases ?''
Rory let go of Jess' hand and grabbed Lane's arm instead. The footsteps didn't seem so loud anymore, so they slowed down a little.
Lane: ''Have either one of you seen Dave ?''
Dave: ''I'm here ! Keep running.''
And as he wished, they kept running. Rory wondering if Tristan was alright.
*R*E*V*I*E*W*! Please ? :-) I know I'm not good at writing horror, but I'm still practicing so please bare with me. Thanks again for your patience, though this wasn't really scary. I disappoint myself..........Thanks for the encouraging reviews!!! :-)