“How are my little prisoners doing?” Melinda’s voice asks as she appears from the shadows, and I wonder how long she’s been sitting there. Watching. Listening.
Her long silver hair glistens in the torchlight.
“Fucking bitch!” Maverick yells. “Get us the fuck out of here!”
“Tsk. Tsk. Is that anyway to talk to your captor?”
“When I get my hands on you, I’m going to rip your head off and drain your blood from your whole body. I’m going to make it hurt so much you wish you were never born!” Hendricks screams.
“Temper, boys. Really. So barbaric. Such a shame really, I always liked you two Ricks. I’d thought about keeping you on as my bodyguards, but now I’m not so sure. It seems you might be more of a nuisance than anything, and I can’t have that. Enjoyyour last few hours on this earth, boys. I’ll be sure to say hi to Lydia for you.”
She leaves, and Maverick and Hendricks scream out to her calling her every insult under the sun. It’s no use though. We’re fucking trapped and our girl is in danger.
Chapter 24
Lydia
Rain splatters against the roof of the cabin. It’s been raining all afternoon, and my friends are becoming stir crazy. I’ve finished my book and chastised myself for not listening to my intuition to bring more. Now I’m sitting on a cliffhanger and don’t know what happens next in the series. I knew I should have brought those other two books.
My friends have dug out an old Monopoly game they found stored away in one of the cabin’s cupboards. It’s missing some pieces, so I choose to sit out, my mind too abuzz with my newfound information from last night. My body is also sore as hell after getting fucked so hard by Maverick and Hendricks. Not that I’m complaining, but would it kill this place to carry some ice packs? Plus, I’m worried that something has happened to Jack. I know they said he mostly keeps to himself, but I don’t think he would stay away. Not from me. I was dying to ask him about his life and his monster form now that I knew the truth.
It’s so wild to me that here I am sitting with my friends, but they’re completely oblivious that this scare camp they’ve brought us to is crawling with real monsters. I’ve thought about telling them, but I don’t fancy being carted off to a psych ward. There are some things you can tell people and even though it’sthe truth, they won’t believe you until they experience it for themselves.
When I got back from the woods last night, I quickly showered off all the grime and crawled into bed, passing out as soon as my head hit the pillow. My friends were all asleep when I got there and I wondered what they all had been up to while I was away.
“Straight to jail!” I hear Faye yell out while Audrey groans, moving her deformed cat piece to the jail on the board.
What I do notice though is the subtle shift between McKenzie and Iris. They’re getting along again, and more than that, they keep looking over at each other with small smiles. It makes me ridiculously happy to see them working their differences out. I just know they’ll end up together eventually.
The sun has dipped down in the sky and the dreary day has quickly morphed into dusk. There’s still a sliver of sunlight in the sky, but the appearance of night has me excited, wondering if I’ll get to see Maverick and Hendricks. And hopefully Jack as well. Those three monsters have a hold on me, and I can’t wait to spend more time with them. They make me feel things I’ve never felt before. It has me wondering if it could be something more than just a lust-filled fling. I don’t know how we could make it work, though, since my life is back in Holland and they’re here. I’m not going to focus on the logistics of it now. Instead, I want to enjoy what time I do have here with them.
I hear a scream from my friends and then see Stephanie shooting up from her seated position on the floor with almost puppet like movements, accidentally knocking over the game board.
“What the fuck, Steph?” Faye asks, going to pick up the tossed pieces.
But Stephanie doesn’t answer. She stares blankly ahead, her eyes unfocused and wide. Her neck bends and arms move jerkilyas she takes three laborious steps forward, knocking straight into Iris and McKenzie.
She looks like she’s possessed.
Fuck.
I think she’s possessed.
She takes another step, then another, her neck craning until she’s staring right at me.
“They need you outside, Lydia,” she says in a voice that’s hers, but not. Like she’s a disembodied version of herself.
“You can stop fucking around now, Steph.” Audrey says, trying to pull at her arm. Stephanie whips around and smack Audrey so hard it causes her to fall back. Audrey lands on her ass and looks up in disbelief at our friend.
“I don’t think she’s fucking around,” I say, scrambling out of bed in my sleep shorts, crop top, and bare feet.
She blocks my path, so I try to stall her.
“Who’s waiting for me outside?” I ask as my friends stare, looking absolutely terrified.
I try to gesture at them to get the hell out of here, but they’re frozen in true horror at what’s become of our friend.
They know her as well as I do, and Stephanie would never act like this.
