Ch 4
Midnight jumped in her bed; she just had the worst dream she could ever have. She breathed heavily. She looked over at Demon, who was fast asleep. She really needed to talk to her though. "De, hey De, wake up!" she whispered as she tapped Demon to wake her up.
"Huh? Wha…Wha… What do you want?" Demon asked sleepily. She yawned. "Where am I?" She was very confused.
"We're at Camp Green Lake, remember?"
"No, not really."
"De, it's me! Midnight!" Midnight started to get a little worried about her friend. She forgot about the major brain freezes she could sometimes get. It could take up to an hour for Demon to remember things.
Demon just sat there for a little trying to think. "Oh yea! Now I rememebr!" she shouted.
"Shh! People are still trying to sleep. It's like in the middle of the night." Midnight exclaimed.
"Then why did you wake me up?"
"Do you remember that dream I told you I get all the time?"
"Yea, why?"
"I had it tonight," Midnight said looking seriously scared. "This time it got even worse!"
"What happened this time?"
"Well, you know, the usualy at first. M My dad and mom fighting, him threatening her with a gun, the look in Stacey;s eyes as I held her close as we both watched," she started. "And then, you know, he lights our house on fire with our mother chained to the stair way." At this point Midnight started crying at the memory.
"Aww Mid, I know it was hard for you. My father and step father left my mother and sister."
"Yea well they didn't freaking kill your mother did they?" Midnight asked angrilly.
"No," Demon said, now acting sympathectic towards Midnight. "I'm so sorry that happened to you Mid. I really am. I can't imagine how hard that must have been!"
"Yea, I know. I feel bad for you too. I'm sorry I flipped out. It's just…the dream. I hate seeing it over and over again after these long ten years!"
Demon saw the sadness and terror in Midnights eyes. Midnight has always been strong and fought hard. Dremon had always been there to hear the story of Midnight's dreams and this was the first time that Midnight had looked more scared then ever. Midnight always had that image of a tough teenage girl that you don't want to mess with; now she looked like a frightened toddler afraid of a monster under her bed or in her closet.
"Anyway," Midnight continued, "After our house burnt down, Stace and I lived on the sreets for about a month, until some random people took her away from me and I was left on the streets by myself for about five years, when I was ten. That's when I met you, remember?" Midnight smiled at the memory, as it was happier than the others.
"Yea, I do," Demon replied smiliing also.
"Yea, well there was that. Isn't that where it ended last time?"
"Yea, I'm pretty sure,"
"I thought so. Anyway, after I got to stay with you guys for a few weeks until Millie adopted me, I met Frank. You remember him, right?"
"How could I forget?"
"Well her came in now. Nothing bad happened, at least not yet. It was only September, when I met him. But I have this weird feeling, like he's here or something. Oh wait! Did I mention the pocket knife in his hand in my dream when he was holding my hand?"
"No! And I don't remember any pocket knife when you were holding his hand either?"
"He wasn't. Everytime I have a dream about him now he was a pocket knife in his hand. And everytime I have a dream about him he is always near."
"You really think he's here though?"
"Where else would he be in the middle of nowhere?"
"You're right. We have to go look for him!"
"Not now! Just go back to sleep."
4:30 came to earlt for Demon and Midnight. They were the only two that were totally wiped out. "Looks like Midnight stayed up to midnight!" Honey joked. Midnight scowled at her.
"What the hell are these for?" Midnight asked as Squid handed her a shovel. She barely noticed him as she was too tired to care about anything.
"Diggin' holes," Squid answered. For the first time, Midnight heard his western accent shine through. She quickly snapped out of her sleepiness. Squid seemed to have noticed. "Look, I'm sorry about last night I just…"
"Don't worry about it. I have worse things to worry about." she replied.
"But that comment about your father, was it true?"
Midnight looked really serious as she said, "I don't want to talk about him right now." She looked like she was going to cry.
"But..."
"Leave me alone!"
"Answer the question and then I'll leave you alone."
"No, I mean I wouldn't really know. I was just...startled. You just reminded me of my father for a second."
"Did he really use your mother just for sex?"
"He's a mother fucking man whore!"
"Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't know."
"It's not your fault."
"Well, this is where we dig holes. I'll let you go now."
Midnight just shook her head ok. She was about to cry again. But she just earned a new respect for Squid. She decided he was nothing like her father.
Squid walked over to the guys. They and the girls were spread apart, about a foot and a half. It gave them privacy to talk about each other. "What were you guys talking about?" Zigzag asked Squid when he returned and started digging. "I thought she hated you."
"She forgave me," was all Squid could say. Squid was surprised that she was that forgiving.
"Wow." Zigzag said as if he was suprised too.
"Don't you have someone else to worry about, like Honey?"
"She's ok. She could never make me change my mind about Midnight."
"Whatever," Squid mumbled as he dug his shovel into the sand.
"Yo Midnight! I thought you were pissed at Squid?" Brat asked as she started to dig.
"Yea well, I know how to forgive. It wasn't that bad anyway." she answered.
"What were you saying to Zigzag the other day?" Honey asked her, ready to attack her if she needed to.
"I just told him to go talk to you."
"Really?"
"Yea."
Honey ran up and higged Midnight. "Thanks, your the best!"
"Anytime."
After the girls first long and tiring day of digging, they decided to go to the Reck room. "Where is it again?" Midnight asked noone in particular.
"Follow me," Honey instructed.
When they got there, Midnight saw someone she didn't want to see. "Oh Emilia!" the boy called out.
