“Okay, hurry up, baby,” Tony replied.
The others glided outside and walked to the jeep. Andrea used the restroom, stop to wash her hands and peered at herself in the mirror.
Several minutes later, she made it back to the floor. She looked up just in time to see a flash of movement heading her way.
The blond guy walked right up to her. She saw that he was tall. She didn’t notice it before because he had been sitting down with his friends. He looked about six feet three.
He towered over her. She saw that he was broad-shouldered and athletic. He looked like he had been tanning in the sun all day. He wore dark slacks, a nice shirt, and Calvin Klein boots.
“Hey, how’s it going?” he spoke to her.
“Oh hi,” she replied back nervously, glancing toward outside, trying to search for her friends, especially Tony.
“I literally could not take my eyes off of you tonight,” he smiled.
“Really,” she laughed.
“Yeah, I’m Lee Robertson,” he held out a hand.
She took it. “I’m Andrea Smith.”
“Pleasure meeting you.”
“Uh yeah, same here.”
“Were those your friends you were with earlier?” he asked her.
“Yeah, I’m sorry. I have to get going. My friends are waiting for me outside,” she said in a rush. Right then, she heard a horn blast. She jumped.
“Before you leave, Andrea, can I at least get your number? I will love to talk to you again,” he grinned shyly at her.
“Uh, see I already have a boyfriend, the guy I was with...”
“I saw him. I was hoping we can talk as friends.”
“I don’t know, I guess. Everyone can use new friends in their life,” she laughed. She saw him take out his phone.
“What’s your number?” he asked, looking intensely into her eyes.
“Come on! I’m a good guy,” he laughed.
She laughed with him.
“I guess if we were to talk as friends then it shouldn’t hurt.” She gave him her number. He put it in his contacts. “What’s yours?” He recited it to her as she saved it in her contacts also. “I have to go now before my boyfriend comes and get me!” she joked.
“Sure, sorry for holding you up. May I call you tonight?”
Wow, he seems anxious! She thought. “OK, see you,” she called.
“Yeah, talk to you later.”
Andrea made it back to the ride.
“Damn girl, what in the hell were you doing?!” Tony asked her.
“OK, I had to honk my horn at least ten times!” Josh exclaimed.
“Oh sorry, guys, dang, a girl had to use the bathroom,” she responded.
“Must have been number two!” Pete joked.
Andrea stuck her tongue at him.
“Ew, yuck, shut up and stay out of Andrea’s business! She can’t help it if she had to let loose a few pounds!” Rebbie joked. Andrea pulled her ponytail as they rode away in the night.
Bitter Sweet Memories 9:00 P.M.
Shit, this is not the way my life is supposed to turn out! I am very busy sitting at my desk, typing another addition to a personal journal online. I hate people. Stupid people I mean.
I’m going after that bitch tonight. She is the worst! I had loved her. Trusted that she would do the right thing. She betrayed that trust!
She broke my heart. No one breaks my heart and gets away with it. She’s got a new man now. She left me. Threw away our relationship.
How could she forget about us! She had said she loved me and the men in her life. I will fucking murder that whore tonight! Her days are numbered!
She will be taking her final breaths a few hours from now. My face will be the last one that she sees. Then she will know. And so will he. I had said that I wasn’t going to kill again after the others, especially after Amanda’s bloodbath.
But what can I do, if people keep messing with me, with us. Like I said no one fucks with me and gets away with it, especially not the ones that you thought loved you...
“So what exactly are we going to do?” Josh asked.
They were now sitting at the lake, resting on a worn blanket, around a warm fire.
“Say, this is how I see it. One of you girls comes on to Cody then pretend to be his girlfriend. Go out on dates, get laid and pretend to fall in love,” Tony suggested.
“Please, are we still talking about this stupid prank?” Andrea replied exasperated.
“Yep, and I like it! I’ll do it, I can be the girl!” Rebbie announced.
Andrea rolled her eyes.
Maria spoke up. “Well, maybe it won’t be so bad. It might be fun.”
“What no, Maria, I thought you were on my side on this one,” Andrea scolded her.
“I was but Andie come on, I don’t think it will be that bad. Now that I think about it more, it sounds kind of funny,” she laughed.
“Come on people, Shannon is our friend. I don’t want to play pranks on her brother. The kid is shy and quiet. He seems like a nice kid. I don’t want to participate. And you all shouldn’t neither,” Andrea urged.
This time Rebbie rolled her eyes. A smirk traveled across her face. “Now get real, Andrea. It’s just a joke. Let us have our fun. If you don’t want to participate, nobody is holding a gun to your head, but I do believe you will be missing out on the fun!”
“I don’t know. It seems kind of harsh.”
Tony sighed. “It’s only a game. It’s not serious.”
“Maybe, but nobody likes being on the brunt end of a joke. Anyway, can we change the subject? Enough about this silly game.”
“I know, let’s talk about creepy tales around this lake. Did you all hear about that little girl who almost drowned here nearly twenty years ago?” Maria questioned.
“Oh yeah, I heard about that one. Even now, many years later, the girl is consistently saying that she was pushed in the lake and that some scary force held her head down until her lungs felt on fire,” Rebbie answered.
“And then when it let her up, she turned around and didn’t see anyone. And she knows that no way, whoever or whatever it was, could have run away that quickly,” Tony finished for her.
“Hell, everybody on this side of Summerville heard those tales,” Pete sarcastically replied.
“The girl is a liar. She only wants attention,” Rebbie nodded.
“Guys what about that young couple in the woods that were making out, and that ghost with the ax ran them out of there,” Josh replied.
“Gossip and urban legends, folktales. Every town has them. This is nothing new,” Pete remarked.
“What about that babysitter that was found hacked to death with a chainsaw, and when that couple came back later that night, they found her in the doorway surrounded in a pool of blood. And don’t forget their baby was missing and they still haven’t found it ’til this day,” Andrea said.
“Now that’s true. What has it been now, almost thirty years?” Josh questioned.
“Yeah, something like that. This summer is the anniversary,” Maria solemnly remembered.
They looked around at each other. Something popped in the fire. The sound startled them. They blinked and laughed. Nervous laughter.
“Oh my God, we’re like jumpy little kids!” Pete joked.
“Are y’all ready to go?” Maria asked.
The boys hooted.
“Getting scared already! Was it the stories or the noise?” Josh taunted her.
“Hush it, I’m ready to go too. It’s creepy out here. This place gives me the fucking creeps!” Andrea chuckled.
“Yeah, I’m ready to head off as well,” Rebbie agreed.
“Now, what the hell is this?! You girls scare easily,” Josh replied.
“Whatever, I’m not scared. I’m just ready to go, that’s all. I got better things to do with my time than sit in some creepy, dark woods telling haunted tales,” Rebbie remarked. She got up and dust herself off.
The others got up too.
“Goodness grief, let’s roll out then. You fellas scared too?” Josh asked.
“Nope, I could fall asleep in these woods,” Tony laughed.
“Well, let’s leave him to do it then!” Maria scoffed.
The girls laughed.
“It is getting late, man. My parents might be starting to worry,” Pete added.
“What time is it? It’s so freaking dark out!” Rebbie complained.
“It’s almost twelve-thirty,” Maria told her.
“What are we waiting for? Let’s go,” Rebbie impatiently muttered.
They left but not before a dark, hooded figure spied on them. But the teens were so occupied among themselves that they didn’t see it.
I slowly walked up the stairs of the townhouse. I could hear moans and groans coming from inside the bedroom. I have been inside the apartment more than a dozen times. It was so easy to get a key duplicated.
I knew for a long time that this moment was coming. But didn’t know the exact date when the plans will be put into action. I clutched the .375 Magnum. The grip felt cold to the touch. I said a silent prayer.
“I know God and I don’t always get along,” I whispered. I pushed open the bedroom door. The couple inside shot up quickly. I waved at them.
“What the hell is this? What are you doing in our home?!” the woman cried, immediately trying to cover herself with the thin bedsheets.
“Yeah what is this? I’m going to call the cops right now if you don’t beat it out of here!” the man yelled.
I shot the wall above their heads. The couple jumped, immediately startled.
“Please, don’t kill us!” the woman begged.
“Just take whatever it is that you want! Take our money, jewelry, anything of value!” the man repeated, throwing me his wallet from the bedside table.
“I don’t want your things! You have nothing of value to me,” I whispered.
“I don’t care if your world cost a billion dollars. I have enough money already. It means absolutely nothing to me. You can’t buy your way out of this, Nicole. Not this time, Davey,” I cocked the pistol.
“You don’t have to do this, you know! I don’t even know who you are?” Davey shakily remarked.
“No, you probably don’t. But Nicole does. Don’t you, Nicole?”
Nicole remained silent with her hand over her mouth. The hand shook.
“Answer me, dammit!” my voice rose slightly.
Nicole shook. “Why are you doing this, honey? I love you,” she stared into the dark holes where my eyes where. Even though the disguise masked my appearance but she now recognized my voice.
“Your words mean nothing to me, bitch!” I rasped. This time my hand shook, the hand holding the pistol.
“Please darling, you don’t want to do this now! Put down the weapon. I’m sorry for what I have done to you, all three of you, the love between Kyle and I died a long time ago. We were separated for years,” Nicole cried.
“But you were still married to him! You cheated on him! On us! With your boyfriend over there!” My features twisted into a scowl. They couldn’t see it but I felt it. “He died with a broken heart. I know he was tough sometimes but he was a good man! Don’t you know how hard finding a good man is? You of all people should know!” A tear fell onto my cheek. I roughly wiped it away.
“I do know, baby. We both know,” Nicole said gently. “You’re not a killer, baby,” she continued.
“I wasn’t before but I am now. I turn dozens into corpses,” I said.
“Oh no,” Nicole moaned.
“You made me who I am. You turned me into a monster,” I whispered weakly.
Davey reached for his trousers on the floor. I shot him in the arm. He cried out, clutching his arm to his chest.
“Oh, God!” Nicole gasped loudly.
“Do it again, the next time will be your head,” I told him. “I already don’t like you, don’t make it worse.”
“Please sweetie, just leave. I am so sorry for what I’ve done to you! I didn’t mean for it to be this way!” Nicole continued to beg.
“They never do. I wish I could believe you. I really did love you, Mom,” I whispered then went on. “But now I don’t, whore!”
Nicole closed her eyes while Davey’s opened wide. Then I shot each of them in the head. Then walked away briskly out of the house.