A/N: This chapter is a bit extreme, but that's what I do lol! I am so pumped, because I'm going to see Mamma Mia on Sunday and I've been listening to ABBA for almost a week straight.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything!…damn
Chapter 4: You'll See
May 24th 2AM Eastern Standard Time
The Collins Home
It was two in the morning and Max was asleep when his cell phone rang.
Go shorty
It's your birthday
We gon' party like it's your birthday
We gon' sip Bacardi like it's your birthday
And you know
We don't give a
"Hello?" The Young man answered, in a horse voice.
"Max, it's me."
"Aunt Mimi?"
Max sat up in bed and turned his pink and orange lava lamp on.
"We need your help." Mimi whispered.
"We?"
"Mark and I. Meet us at the cemetery."
"Aunt Mimi, why are you and Uncle Mark at a cemetery?" Max asked, confused.
"it's a long story. Just get in your truck and make sure you wear some clothes that you don't mind getting dirty." Mimi said before hanging up.
"What am I about to get myself into?" Max asked himself.
He got out of bed and found an old pair of jeans, a blue tank top, and his old pair of black converse. Since both of his parents were heavy sleepers, it was easy for Max to sneak out.
May 24th 3:05AM Eastern Standard Time
The Cemetery
Max drove to Mickey's grave, where Mark, Michelle, and Mimi stood waiting on him. The young man got out of his truck.
"What is going on?"
"Dad and Aunt Mimi have lost their minds!" Michelle said, giving the two adults death glares.
"Why are we here?"
"Dad thinks my mom is still alive."
Max gave his Uncle a sadden look. "Uncle Mark, I'm sorry, but she's gone."
"Max can you please have a little faith here?" Mark begged. "And don't tell anyone about this."
"Ok, I promise."
"Max, grab that shovel." Mimi said, pointing to the shovel next to her car.
"Wait, you're seriously digging up Aunt Mickey's body? This is illegal! We could get in deep shit!"
"That's what I told them!" Michelle said, glaring at her dad.
"Michelle." Mark said, looking at his daughter with no emotion. "If thought this was crazy…..why did you come?"
"Because my father and my aunt have a few screws in their heads lose and I need to monitor them."
May 24th 4AM Eastern Standard Time
Two hours later and the four of them were done digging. They tied ropes to the end of Mickey's casket and Max pulled the casket out with his truck. It was a success. Mark and Mimi observed the creamy white casket for a moment. They wanted to quickly to open it and see their loved one, but at the same time, it hit them that what they were about to see was going to be creepy.
"Max, take Michelle home and come back."
"But dad, I want to be here."
"Michie, please." Mark asked, trying not to sound frustrated.
"Come on, I'll get you some breakfast at McDonalds, on the way." Max said taking Michelle's hand.
Michelle's guard was quickly brought down, when Max touched her hand. She began to picture them holding hands all the time.
"Michie?" Mark asked. "Are you ok?"
"Oh, yeah, just thinking." Michelle said. "Bye Aunt Mimi, Bye Dad."
"Bye."
Once Max and Michelle drove off, Mark and Mimi went back to staring at the casket.
"We cant just look at it forever." Mimi said with a sigh.
"You're right."
Mark pulled the top half of the casket open, revealing…..that there was no body.
"Mark, there's not body in here…." Mimi said with wide eyes. "How did we not notice?"
"Shit, shit, shit!" Mark said, grabbing his hair. "Where the fuck is my wife, Mimi?"
"I don't know, Mark!"
"Roger and Collins said the casket wasn't heavy."
"What did you expect to see?"
Mimi and Mark turned to where the voice came from. It was Allison Grey.
"What are you doing here?" Mimi asked in an hateful tone.
"That's none of your business."
"What did you do with my wife's body?"
"I didn't do shit. don't look at me like I'm the bad guy, Mark. My cousin and my husband were the bad guys…..and they got what was coming to them."
"You know something and you're not telling us." Mark said.
"Talk to Dr. Jacobs at the Hospital. He was one of Kate's employees."
"One of Kate's employees?" Asked Mimi.
"Yes, she had a few people on her paycheck. A few cops, a few funeral home workers, a few homeless….well former homeless people."
"How do you know all this?"
"After you killed her." Allison stared at the filmmaker for a moment. "I cleaned out her apartment and found a lot of sick shit."
"Will you help us?" Mimi asked.
"I'm not your best friend, I'm not your Starbucks buddy, and I'm not buddy, but I will help, because I hate Benny and I hate Kate and that's the only thing we have in common."
Allison kept a solid face as she explained her reasoning to Mark and Mimi. Everything muffy had said was true and she wanted to get her revenge by helping Mark and Mimi.
"Now can you answer our question?"
"Yes, I came here to visit my father. Is that a problem?"
"I'm sorry to hear about your fathers passing." Mark said.
"Please do not give me all that sympathy . I don't need that bullshit." Allison said. "Well, I have to go. Meet me in front of the hospital, today at 5PM. Don't be late and don't be early."
A/N: so, I decided to update a little sooner. The next chapter will be up by Tuesday. Please review!