That One Friend Group: KARMA

Chapter 9

isa's pov

That was the scariest thing that ever happened to me.

I woke up in shock, it's morning. Thank God.

I shook my head and walked over into my bathroom, to take a shower before school so people will actually want to be around me.

I tried to just relax after that cold and stressful night, what the hell happened?

I was actually calm, my room was the best room in the whole house.

Even the view from my bathroom window was amazing. It looked out to the backyard, that may sound weird but our backyard was actually really nice.

The big pool, lit up with the reflection of the sun and the trees blowing behind it, all standing perfectly.

I don't really know how else to explain it.

I sighed as the water got colder, I guess I've been in here too long.

I mean I have been trying to process everything.

It was so strange I woke up at 4:49 am, I only remember it because of what happened.

I thought nothing of it when I woke up so I went through to the kitchen just to get a drink because usually when I wake up it's because I'm dehydrated.

So I went through and got my bottle of vodka and I drank not too much of it but enough to hydrate myself.

When I was walking back to my room, I saw a light down at the end of the hall.

I thought it must've just been someone down there like Chris or something cause his rooms down there.

But I saw it coming from the storage room which was usually locked. I wanted to know who was in there because me and Jordan put her switchblade i there.
And I didn't want anyone finding it.

So I walked down the hall, yeah it was creepy but that light saved me a bit.

I walked into the room and no one was there. "Hm." I said to myself.

I just turned the light off, assuming the last person who was in there forgot to turn it off.

But as I was walking back, I heard a light click. So I turned back around and the light was on again. "What the-" I was confused.

I shook my head and slapped myself. "I must just be drunk." I whispered and continued going back.

"Come, Isa, come to the room." I heard a weird smoke sounding voice say. "No Josh, go away." I said and continued walking.

But then I stopped and turned around. "Josh?" I called, no answer. "Come to the storage room. Come Isa." It said again.

"Dude this is a weird drunk dream." I widened my eyes, trying to snap myself out of it.

But something pulled me towards the room, so I went in.

I got to the door, and as creeped out as I was, I spoke to Josh. "What is it?" I asked and I heard his recognisable laugh.