The World Needs Me Now
Chapter Four
Released
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White Plains, New York
The Highway
Tuesday, December 16
19.00
It was raining in White Plains, and the sun had already set since five in the afternoon. Five dead looking teenagers were lying on the forest under the highway. All of them wearing white looking pajamas and no shoes. It was in the middle of December, and it was raining, the kids looked like they were freezing to death, soon it could be snowing as well.
Dylan Marvil, the fiery redhead woke up from the cold. She looked around herself and saw four corpses lying on the floor around her. She looked like a mess. Pieces of leaves were resting on her frizzy hair because of the rain, and her face was tired, she had bags under her eyes, and her eyes looked exhausted.
"Ehmahgawd. Livs? Mass! Cam! Chris, wake up! Shit" Dylan said shaking every single one of her friends. The four teenagers slowly woke up. Olivia first, Chris after, then Cam and finally Massie. They all looked like total messes. They were expected to, they didn't sleep for over four days.
"Where are we. It's freezing" Massie said, wrapping her arms around herself, she started shaking for the cold.
"No idea" Olivia said, as she breathed on her hands that could have fallen out frostbitten if she kept on walking without anything on.
"Let's move. I can't stay standing here, it's too cold" Chris proposed as he got up, and started jumping up and down to warm himself up. Everyone got up, and Chris started walking, soon they were on their way to nowhere. All they needed to do was find a house so they could use a phone.
Thirty minutes later, the weather had worsened. It was starting to snow, and Massie was freezing, because of her lack of long pants like everybody else. She didn't know why but they dressed her in cut off pants and short sleeved shirt. They probably ran out of long sleeved 'uniforms'.
"It's freezing" Cam Fisher stated. No shit, Sherlock, it was starting to fucking rain. Massie rolled her eyes and brushed it off, if he was cold how was she supposed to feel?
"Puh-lease, be thankful you're not Massie, look at her she's basically naked. What were they thinking?" Dylan said. Cam Fisher turned around to see the brunette for the first time clearly. She was half naked, wearing summer clothes.
"Shit, aren't you cold!?" Cam freaked out as he stared at Massie's legs that were close to freezing. They looked close to pale but they were still thin and gorgeous.
"No Cam, I'm not cold, everything is grand! The sun is shining, and I am very very warm." Massie said in a phony voice, mocking him completely. "Yes Cam, I am cold. What do you think, I am half naked!" Massie shouted.
He ignored her and kept on walking. "How about we hitch hike? That could be easier" Olivia asked, suddenly stopping. "Let me do it, I saw how they do it in movies and stuff" she held out her thin arm and put closed her hand lifting up her thumb.
"She does have a point" Chris agreed. Dylan was too cold to say anything. They waited for a car to pass, but it took twenty minutes until a car passed.
"HEY! It's a car!" Dylan shouted, full of hope and excitement. Everybody turned around, and jumped up and down, trying to catch the attention of a driver. The driver passed right in front of them, with a confused and scared face. The window was opened, and he shouted "PSYCHOS!"
"Ugh. It's never going to work" Massie said, hugging her stomach. "We look like we just came out of the asylum! Let's just walk. It will probably be more efficient"
"All we need is a straitjacket now. We will complete the look" Chris commented, walking with shaking legs. They walked to along, desperately searching for a house, or somewhere they could stop at. Or an SOS phone. ANYTHING.
After half an hour of walking, it seemed like they had walked for five hours. When they took a break, Olivia started shrieking.
"EHMAHGAAH!" Olivia shrieked in shock. Everybody turned towards her, and looked where she was staring at. They saw a house with a giant gate in front. They all ran to the mysterious looking house. It was isolated, no car, the garden was getting covered in white snowflakes, and the windows were all closed. They all ran towards the gate and started shaking it with excitement, trying to catch the attention of the housekeeper. Massie was the only smart one that thought of ringing the bell.
"HELP!" Dylan shouted. "PLEASE HELP!" they kept on shaking the gate, waiting for somebody to show up. If the house was inhabited they would climb the gate and crash in for a night, or until it stopped snowing.
They saw a light turning on, and their hopes immediately rose up. A grandma in her seventies opened the door, holding a rifle, completely ready to pull the trigger. "OH SHIT" Chris shouted before he ducked down, with everybody.
"If you don't leave now I will call 911" the grandma threatened.
"Shit. What will we do now" Cam said inhaling the cold air from his nose.
"Continue bugging her" Massie said.
"What? She will call the polic-" Dylan stopped when she was about to finish the phrase. "THE POLICE! Get up! She'll call the police!" Dylan got up and started shaking the gate exhaustively hard. Massie joined her and the other three remained ducked down, still confused about the plan.
"What's so good about calling the police?" Olivia asked for the boys and herself.
"She calls the police. Police comes over. They will take us home" Massie summed it down. They all got up and joined the two girls. The grandma went back in the house and took the phone ready to call 911.
"What will we tell the police when they ask us where we were?" Chris Plovert asked. "Remember what Myner told us... If we mention any of them they will kill us. And they have our wallets, they know where we live"
"Plus they will not believe us" Cam continued.
"And if we do tell them, they will do tests to control if we are alright that will go on for months and we will never be able to go back to live a normal life again" Dylan said when she stopped shaking the gate.
"So, we better not tell" Massie concluded.
"What will we say then?" Olivia asked.
"That some haters kidnapped us and dropped us in the forest" Chris tried.
"That's genius. We woke up in the middle of the forest and we walked and walked until we found this house. And it was probably some hater in school that wanted to play a prank on us." Massie confirmed. Everybody nodded understandingly.
"Deal" Dylan affirmed. Everybody echoed back and continued making noise with the gate. The grandma showed up in the patio holding her phone, then hung up.
"POLICE IS HERE YOU VANDALS!" they all smiled accomplished, leaving the grandma confused. They continued messing around until they heard the sound of a car parking. They all looked at each other relieved. Soon, it was going to be all over. Soon, they would be at home resting by their fireplaces. Soon they will be able to talk to their beloved ones. Soon they could eat food accurately made by their housekeeper that couldn't help but missing them. Soon they could have slept in a bed. Soon they could have touched all their belongings and be thankful for what they had.
The policeman stepped out of the car, looking somehow annoyed. He took his Raybans off, and stood in front of the five teenagers standing in front of a strange woman's gate, dressed up like mentally disturbed crazies. Dylan looked at the car, just dying to get in. It was getting colder and colder by the second and if they didn't immediately go to repair they would freeze to death. Literally. She then saw a familiar picture attached to the inside of the car. MISSING. It said. Missing, in black and white. Then there was a picture of her, just taken a few weeks ago. Her hair was perfect. She couldn't imagine how she looked now, anticipating it would have looked terrible. Then under the picture was her name and a few detail she couldn't quite focus on.
Tears were streaming down her rosy cheeks. Her mother was searching for her. The mother that never showed any love to her. The mother that only cared for her around the cameras. The mother that only thought of her daughter's physical appearance. That mother was searching for her missing daughter. "It's me!" She murmured. The police man didn't quiet get what she said, and leaned closer. "It's me," She said again now loud enough to here"
"Who are you?" The police man asked.
"Dylan Marvil" She said, in a shocked tone. The man remained blank for two seconds, then glanced back at the car, looked at the missing flyer, and grabbed the walkie talkie like looking object from inside of the car.
We found them, Dylan Marvil and the Westchester missing teens. In Crompond, Manor Street. I'll bring them over.
That was the last thing Dylan Marvil managed to catch, before she fainted, and dropped unconscious on the hard floor with a thin layer of white snow.
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