3 days before camp.
Knock knock. A sound came from the downstairs window. Silla with a bat in
hand tiptoed to the window and moved the curtains slightly. She saw no one
outside and thought it was the wind but before she could fix the curtain and
head back to her room a figure jumped out and revealed itself. Silla ran to
turn on the porch lights and saw it was her husband, Henry, standing outside.
She opened the door and let him in.
“You almost gave me a heart
attack” Silla said smiling while also punching Henry in the shoulder a few
times.
“Sorry, I forgot the keys
at home,” Henry said, making an innocent face. “So anything happened today?”
“Not really. Same old same
old. I bought groceries, got the mail, went out with Hannah and talked to Mrs.
Sherman. That’s about it, OHHH and also in the mail I found a letter addressed
to us”
“What does it say?”
“It’s a camp invite, and I
researched it its one of those summer camps you always tell me about. We should
go.”
“I’m not in the mood, maybe
next time”
“Come on, you’re always
talking about camp and an opportunity just came in our mail. Please, please,
pleeeaassseee” Silla with her big eyes and pouty face looks at Henry and he
gives in. “Yay!!! I’ll start packing in the morning for your week long trip.”
Present day
Silla and Henry arrive at
camp and head straight to the main cabin with the help of arrow guides. Once
inside they saw more people than they had expected. The main cabin was bigger
than two normal size cabins combined. Henry scanned the entire place and
immediately recognized some of them from his high school.
“There are so many people
here. This is going to be so much fun. Let’s go introduce ourselves” Silla
pulled Henry towards the crowd. But before she could talk to anyone Henry
stopped her and pointed towards the podium. At the podium stood the director of
the camp and welcomed us all. The director was a middle aged woman who seemed
to be withering away by the second. Before she was done speaking Henry had
spotted someone very familiar and by the looks of it he had seen Henry as well.
“You all have been assigned
your cabins and the list is posted out. Please have a look before you disperse”
the woman said her last words and left.
The familiar face Henry saw
before was now standing in front of him with a big smile and a blond woman
standing next to him. “It’s been a long time hasn’t it Mark” Henry says,
bringing his hand out to meet Mark’s.
“It has” Mark replies
shaking Henry’s hand “And you remember Tiffany, we are now married.”
“How could I forget our
school's most famous cheerleader? Ohh this is Priscilla, my wife. Silla, this
is Mark, my best friend from high school and Tiffany the famous cheerleader”
Henry introduces them. All four of them leave the main cabin talking about high
school and their fondest memories. Silla and Tiffany become instant friends
which made Henry quite happy. Once everyone was settled in their cabins they
went out to explore the camp a bit more before sunset.
The next few days all four
of them took part in all camp activities and slowly Henry, Mark and Tiffany
found more of their high school friends. While Henry started to spend more time
with his friends he had unintentionally ignored Silla which made her upset even
though she did not show it.
One Tuesday while Silla was
taking part in pottery class Henry joined her. He started making his own clay
vase as an excuse to take to Silla. “Hey!! Hon listen…” he started but Silla
cut him off.
“Pay attention to your vase
or it will look like a blob at the end of class” Silla turned away and her
focus went back to her own creation.
“Silla, I’m sorry. I know
I’ve ignored you for the past couple of days but believe me it wasn’t my
intention. You got along so well with Tiffany that I thought it would happen
again with everyone else” Henry stops talking as the teacher passes.
“This looks like a blob,
pay more attention to your clay. And Priscilla, your vase is taking form.
Excellent!!!” the teacher says and moves on.
“Yeah sure, a blob.
Whatever. Silla come on I promise to never ignore you again” Henry looks at her
with an innocent face he knows she can’t say no to.
“Ok. Fine but if you ignore
me again you know what will happen” She gives in. Henry gets up, kisses Silla
on the cheek and runs off before he can be noticed.
In the evening Henry, Sila
and all of Henry’s friends meet up. Henry introduces Silla to Peter, Matt, Andy
and Caroline. They all stayed out late and walked deeper into the forest
surrounding the camp.
“Silla, so like I told you
before we used to come here every summer but what I didn’t tell was that we
have a secret hideout where we stashed all the expensive alcohol we stool from
our parents” Tiffany and Caroline stay close to Silla as the guys stay in front
trying to navigate through the woods. Tiffany kept explaining how they would
invite a random student from their school and how they would all get drunk and
make that random student do all sorts of stupid things.
“Wait, did you bully kids
in schools?” Silla asks curiously.
“Yeah but you know we were
kids and it was all fun and games back then. But most of those kids turned out
pretty well” Caroline chimed in.
“Yeah we never did anything
to extreme”
“Ohh good. I thought you
were like those mean bullies. I had a few bullies during school but after I
went to college things got better” Silla told them about her bullies and their
ways and they all talked about her pre-school time until they reached the
hideout. One there Peter started the fire while Matt and Andy searched for the
alcohol. They returned 10 minutes later with a crate full of vintage wine and
old beers. Everyone took a place around the fire and talked about old memories.
Few drinks later Silla had passed out while Tiffany Caroline was tipsy. Henry
placed his jacket on Silla and then everyone left her and went further into the
woods.
“Henry, you think it’s a
good idea to leave her alone” Caroline asks, holding on to Andy’s arm.
“She has low alcohol
tolerance so she’s fast asleep and we can go ahead and do what we came here to
do” Henry replies with an ice cold expression.
“Why do we even have to do
this? We did everything to keep it hidden and we… no I erased all the evidence
with my own two hands. So why are we digging it up again” Matt said,
frustration dripping from each word.
“Matt is right there is no
evidence against us plus the authorities ruled the case as runaway. We should
stop it right now and leave, go back to our lives and forget about what
happened 7 years ago” Caroline said, taking each step carefully.
“You guys want to leave so
leave but I need to check this for myself because unlike you I find this, all
of us here together a bit suspicious” Henry said and hurried along.
Once at the site the guys
dug the spot they had marked until they reached the coffin below. Henry and
Peter opened the coffin to find a decomposed skeleton.
“See Lucy is there and can
we leave it's getting creepy” Tiffany whined.
They placed everything as
it was and walked back to their hideout. Before they could reach the entrance
all of them blacked out. No one knows what happened next but everyone woke up
around the fire with their hands and feet tied.
“What’s going on? Why are
we tied? Where’s Silla? Guys??” Henry asked, panicking as he saw the rest
struggling as well.
“Stop struggling and quite
down” Silla walks out from the shadows “How did the grave digging go guys, find
what you were looking for. I saw your relieved faces so I assume you found it”
“Silla what the hell, untie
us” Henry said anger rising in his eyes.
“Ummmm…Nah I don’t want to
and why would I want to anyway. It’s not like any of you is innocent. All of
you” she points at each and every one of them and grins “have done bad things
to others, especially sweet little Lucy”
At the mention of Lucy they
all freeze and stop struggling.
“Did you all forget about
Lucy but then how would you, you did kill her and bury her here” Silla laughed
uncontrollably while everyone turned pale.
Henry kept struggling to
free himself. “Dear, you should stop now. Neither of you are leaving until I
know why. Why bully someone to that extent and why kill Lucy? Tell me and I’ll
let you go. Promise” Silla raises her right hand as she says her promise.
“Fine. You want to know. We
killed her because… come closer” Silla moved closer, only a few inches away
from Henry and sits in front of him “We killed her because…”. By now Henry had
loosen the ropes around his hand. Once the ropes were off his hands he jumped
at Silla, grabbing her by her hair and pinning her to the ground.
“We killed her because she
found out we were smuggling drugs and she had the audacity to threaten us. She
deserved what happened to her” Henry let Silla loose and untied Peter who
untied the rest. Once they were all free they grabbed Silla and tied her to the
tree. “Why did you come into my life, so you can take revenge for Lucy? I loved
you but I love my life even more and if keeping my life means you have to lose
yours so be it.” Henry grabs the wooden log nearest to him and gets ready to
kill Silla.
“Goodbye dear” Henry raises
the log. But then…
“Freeze put the log down” a
voice said from behind them and they turn to face five police officers pointing
their guns at them “Hand behind your back and step away from her. You are under
arrest for the murder of Lucy Montgomery. You will also be charged with drug
smuggling”
“We didn’t do anything, it
was all her, she set us up. And you don’t have any evidence to arrest us” Henry
said while he was being handcuffed.
“You can tell it to a judge
but we have all the evidence we need,” the officer replied.
Silla was untied from the
tree and covered with a blanket. She was taken to the police car from where she
would be taken back to the station as a witness. Before she got in the car she
asked to speak to her husband one last time.
She got close to him and
whispered in his ear “I’ll make you pay for killing me all those years ago and
trying to almost kill me now. I can’t believe you never guessed who I really
was.” After those words Henry figured out Silla was Lucy who never died but
who’s skeleton they had dug up a few hours ago.
--The End--
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Thank you so much!!!!! :):):)
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Great story! Definitely reminds me of R.L. Stine!
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Thank you!!! I'm shocked the story gave R.L. Stine vibes. I haven't read R.L.Stine in years. but I'm happy you liked it.
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You're welcome! Can you read mine?
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Sure!!!
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😧😦😦😦awesome story!!!!
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Thank you!!
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