Chapter Three: Killer On The Road
"I feel bad for you Mary," Corey Conaway, a friend of Mary's, commented on her dream as they ate their lunch.
"And the worst part was when the guy removed his mask," Mary said, and then took a bite out of her turkey sandwich.
"Why, who was it?" Corey asked, taking a bite into her apple.
"It was…" Mary whispered the name in her ear.
"That's just creepy, Mare," Corey replied.
"Tell me about it," Mary said, returning to her lunch.
Ever since last night, Mary kept getting the strangest feeling that someone was watching her. Nah, it was just her imagination. Why would anyone be watching her? Why doesn't she ask that guy, the one dressed in all black, staring at Mary from the janitor's closet in the cafeteria?
…time passing by…
The Camden family all sat at the dining room table, enjoying their dinner. Tonight's food selection was rather tasty: chicken, corn, green beans, and some macaroni and cheese. As for Annie Camden, who was six months pregnant with twins, she seemed to not want any of that food. Her plate instead consisted of many corndogs, covered in mustard, ketchup, and mayonnaise.
"I really hate Mr. Yanetell," Simon said, trying to strike up some conversation in the room.
"Yeah, me too. He's a real jerk," Ruthie agreed with her brother.
"Now, Simon, Ruthie, you know we don't hate anybody. We dislike them," Eric Camden, who was a minister at the local church, told his two youngest kids.
"Fine, I dislike Mr. Yanetell," Simon corrected himself.
"Yeah, so do I," Ruthie corrected herself also.
Annie looked at her two kids, "why do you dislike Mr. Yanetell?"
"Because, he never pays his fees for the paper. He refuses to. And if he doesn't pay up soon, he could cost me and Ruthie our paper route job," Simon replied.
"Well, maybe I could call Mr. Yanetell and talk to him," Annie suggested.
"Thanks mom, you're a lifesaver!" Simon said, sounding grateful.
Lucy changed the subject, "I got my biology quiz back today."
"How'd you do on it, Luce?" Eric asked his daughter.
"Well, not to brag, but I got an A! I really owe it to you dad, thanks so much or tutoring me in biology," Lucy replied.
Eric smiled, "no problem, Luce. So Matt, how's school been going?"
Matt looked up from his dinner, "ok I guess, but I really haven't found a major yet. You know, I'm not sure what I want to do with my life."
"That's ok, Matt. I'm sure one day, you'll find something you really like and stick with it," Eric told his son reassuringly.
Lucy turned to Mary. She seemed to be staring off into space, "what's wrong, Mare?"
Mary snapped out of her trance, "huh, sorry did you say something Luce?"
"Yeah, I asked what's wrong," Lucy repeated.
"Oh…nothing…I'm fine…really. Um…mom…may I please be excused, I'm not that hungry?" Mary asked, rising up from her seat.
"I guess, but you've hardly touched your dinner, Mary," Annie said to Mary, who was exiting the dining room.
"Like I said, I'm not that hungry," Mary said quickly before leaving the room.
…time passing by…
"What was up with you at dinner?" Lucy asked Mary, as they were just about to go to bed.
"Nothing Luce. I'm fine, I swear," Mary lied.
"Ok Mare. If you say so," Lucy said, pulling the covers over her head.
Mary did the same. Only, Lucy slept peacefully. And as for Mary, the nightmare she'd had the night before played over and over in her head like a broken record.
…time passing by…
The stalker slowly climbed down the tree that allowed him to see into Lucy and Mary's room. He'd watched Ruthie fall asleep a little while ago. And now that Lucy and Mary were asleep, he decided to head home.
He got into his van and slowly drove away…
...time passing by...
"Let me go, you creep!" Sapphire Robinson screamed angrily at the stalker.
"Watch your mouth, you little brat!" he said before walking out of the room.
Sapphire Robinson was a girl no older than sixteen. She had shoulder-length fiery red hair and sea green eyes. She had been forced to live with this stalker creep ever since he kidnapped her from her hometown of Miami, Florida about six months ago. He kept her in a small room in his rundown little shitty apartment. She was tied to a bed all day. The stalker would bring her food and water, though. But not a lot. He didn't want to 'spoil' her.
All she knew was that he was after three girls, all sisters. Their names were Mary, Lucy, and Ruthie Camden. She felt sorry for them.
"No good sicko," Sapphire muttered to herself.
It was true indeed: he was a sicko, a sicko who would soon have Mary, Ruthie, and Lucy in his clutches…unless Sapphire could find a way to warn them. She began to think of a plan…
End Of Chapter Three