Bo Sinclair x reader

Chapter 3

Quick warning: this story is based on a horror film, so there's a lot of blood, gore, and torture of that nature. This is where we start getting into all of that, so be cautious.

     Apparently you had nodded off sometime last night because you woke up to Blake's voice shouting something about the time and how you were all going to be late.

You crawled out of your tent and began to take all your stuff out so you could put it in the trunk. Blake was throwing things at Nick and Daltons tent while screaming at them, so that's always a joy.

Once all your stuff was out you collapsed and separated the tent and shoved it all into Blake's truck.

"You guys see my camera anywhere?" Dalton asked, walking around the area where all of you were loading your stuff. You, having not seen it anywhere, shrugged in response.

    "Like i give a shit about your camera," Nick muttered.

     You noticed that Carly and Paige were standing off with the trees talking so you decided to walk over and join them for a bit. As soon as you reached them that putrid smell from last night hit your nose.

      "Oh, my god. There's that smell again," Paige gagged while holding her hand up to her nose. Carly was doing the same thing. You embraced the smell. Let it run all up in your nose and touch ever last corner. (I'm sorry.)

    "I think it's coming from over there," Carly pointed towards the deeper part of the wooded area, sounding like she was trying not to gag.

    "Yeah, let's go follow the smell," Paige said, rolling her eyes as she followed Carly nonetheless.

    "Maybe we're about to see what happened to Charlie's abandoned chocolate factory," you joked with a shrug. Carly actually laughed a bit, so you felt that joke was truly a win.

    "Maybe- besides, I want to see what it is," Carly shrugged as she went further and further into the lot of trees.

    "Why?" Paige asked, holding back behind the two of you.

    "Come on!" Carly didn't bother to explain, but Paige still decided to continue trailing along with the two of you.

    "I can not believe you're making me do this... only you," Paige huffed, her nose curled up from the putrid smell that  haunted the area.

    "I'm going to throw up..." she added, putting her hand back up to her nose. It was getting worse, even you were trying to block out that disgusting smell of decay.

    Carly turned around for a second and ended up falling down a slope hidden by the underbrush. You heard her scream ring out as she went down.

    You and Paige immediately started shouting Carly's name as you creeped through the underbrush so that you wouldn't fall along with her.

   "[Name]! Paige!"

    "Are you okay???" You shouted down to her. She was stuck hands first in a pile of dead, decaying roadkill. While she was probably okay physically, there was no way in hell she was going to be okay emotionally now. It's a good thing that everyone in New York has a therapist 😎👍.

    "I'm stuck! Wade! Please help me get out of here!" Her voice sounded completely of desperation.

    "We're down here! Guys help us!" Paige shouted to where you're camping site had been set up earlier.

    "Where are you!" You heard one of them shout back. Carly was still screaming help, her voice cracking everytime.

    "Carly I'm coming!" You heard Wade shout, soon enough the four of them had made it over to where you and Paige were crouched.