Moonlit Revenge

Chapter 12

Chapter 12: Who Really Was Johnson?

6:00 PM.
Town Of Glensville.

Me and Natalie are now at Glensville, with Natalie giving me the tour of the town that I was so excited about, and all is going excellently. She gave me a tour of the little shops and their unique little qualities, the streets, the small nearby park, and a bunch of other locations in Glensville while spewing out lots of other information about Glensville that I found to be very interesting.

We then approached the location where Natalie's older brother was suddenly blow-darted. She began telling me everything that her older brother experienced during the incident. Apparently, he was taking a walk around town on a nice day in early April when he was suddenly blow-darted. He then felt his back and found out that it was a blowdart seconds later, so out of instinct he quickly looked behind him and saw the blow-darter, holding that instrument used to propel blowdarts, and Natalie's older brother then started chasing him, most likely to either teach him a hard lesson or to hold him and call the police on Johnson, shouting "Hey! Get back here, you smug criminal! What in fuck's name are you doing?!" Unfortunately, a few minutes later, he lost Johnson; Johnson somehow managed to outrun him. Luckily, there were a bunch of eyewitnesses; one of them even called the police and told them everything right when it happened. He was then rushed to the hospital, being discharged a few hours later due to the hospital workers not detecting anything life-threatening.

"Damn, that hits home harshly," I said as the memory of me being blow-darted came to mind.

"Yeah, pretty much. My brother does get nightmares about it every once in a while." Natalie replied with an uncomfortable-looking face.

"Jesus Christ I feel so bad for your brother." I quickly spoke in shock.

As we were talking, I saw another teenage-looking boy with short red hair, dark grey Salomon sneakers, denim shorts, and a gray short-sleeved shirt slowly walk towards us while giving us a friendly wave. He appeared to be one to two years younger than me at maximum.

"Hello, Natalie! How are you?" The boy in question greeted Natalie.

"I'm doing good. I'm hanging out with my new boyfriend on the first day of summer, giving him a tour of this town that he discovered by accident. His name's Jimmy." Natalie replied.

"Hi, Jimmy, nice to meet you. I'm Jason. I'm a friend of Natalie. Sorry that I interrupted your hangout with Natalie." Jason greeted me, and shook my hand.

"It's alright, no worries," I responded with a smile as I shook his hand back.

"Anyways, what's been happening recently in your life? Got anything exciting and new to tell me?" I continued.

Suddenly, Jason's face went from happy and cheerful, to embarrassed and nonplussed within a matter of seconds as he slowly looked away with his hands folded behind his back. The moment I saw this happen, I was confused beyond hell as to why his face quickly changed expressions just by a handful of words. Did I say something wrong? Did my words not come out right? No, it can't be. My words came out right, and I know that for a fact. Maybe a recent event bothered him?

"Yoooou ok? Did something bad happen to you recently?" I questioned him with my head tilted slightly in confusion.

Jason then hesitantly turned his head and looked at Natalie for a few moments. I stood there in absolute perplexity, not knowing how to react in this awkward situation.

"Should I tell him?" Jason quietly yet nervously asked Natalie.

"I- don't think you should," Natalie answered.