The Curse of A Lifetime

Chapter 14

SARAH

I knock on Soran's bedroom door and don't hear anything. I knock again and don't get a response. "Soran, can I come in?"

Knocking for a third time and still no response I open the door. I walk in to see him laying on his bed face up with his earbuds in. I take a picture on my phone and save that for later. I tap him, on the chest and his eyes snap open. He shoots up and his phone goes flying across the room.

"Holy shit, Sarah!" He gasps for air while his chest heaves up and down.

I laugh so hard to the point I can't even breathe. "Oh-M-my god," I laugh.

"That was fucking hilarious," Soran shakes his head in disproval.

"What do you want?" He takes his earbuds out and sets them on the table beside his bed. I sit next to him on his bed. I took a look around his room. I haven't been here since we moved. I helped him move some things in, but not very much. He has one dresser propped against the wall across from us and a T.V on top of it. He has LED lights hung up on the wall that are a tinted blue. His style has changed.

Back home he wore jeans and T-shirts religiously and he almost always wore a baseball cap. We did live in what you would call a hick-town, but we are more independent than republican as most people are in hick-towns. My brother's friends were republican, pro-gun, and drinkers. Soran went to a few parties here and there, but never really got into what his friends did. When we moved, I think he opened up more, not really the stereotypical type. Before his room was plain, nothing on the walls, a little messy and some fishing stuff, but that's it. There isn't much now, but I think he is opening up since his friends aren't around.

"I wanted to talk about Courtney and the party. There is a lot to catch up on." He rolls his eyes when I mention Courtney's name.

"I feel like something else is going on here." I tell him, "I feel it in my gut."

"What do you mean, like paranormal?" He questions.

"Sort of," I sat criss-cross applesauce on his bed. "There are just so many different things happening and I feel like they are all connected somehow."

"What things are you talking about?" I have a feeling that Jenna, Carter's mom, was trying to tell me something when I first spoke to her, but she didn't know how to tell me. I also think that Mr.Johnson has something to do with her death, I looked into her death and I found some holes in the case.

I don't know if Carter would be comfortable with me sharing this information, but I doubt he even knows. The reason I am talking to Soran is so I can have a second opinion.

"The first time that I went to the cabin was with Carter, we went through the trail by the school and that is where I saw the mountain man." I can see the hairs stand up on his arms.

"I don't understand what you're trying to say." I really don't want to tell him any of this, but I need him to know. I need someone to talk to.

"You know how Carter's mom died, right?" He nods, "Yeah."

"She was there at the cabin with us and then later with us here." He doesn't respond and then his eyes grow wide.

"What do you mean there with you, with you and Carter?" He questions. "Yes, with the both of us at the cabin."

The silence between us is infuriating. The walls of his room echo the awkwardness back and forth to the point that I start to get a headache.

My mind goes back to the cabin when Jenna appeared. I could tell she was his mother, her face wasn't as present as before, but it was still there. Her bright eyes gave a shining, but dull ache to my heart "When she appeared, she didn't say much or anything at all. Carter told me what had happened to her and Jenna, Carter's mom, didn't look too happy with his answer." I explained my concern.