Super Gay For You~A Jonnor Fanfic

Chapter 33

Jude's POV

We walk to the fire pit and sit on a log. The fire is already burning, and everyone else is already there.

"Tonight is going to be filled with s'mores, songs, and scary stories," says Logan. "Go find sticks."

"We have to use sticks," I say. "Like, from a tree! Not the metal sticks that come from drawers after being washed!"

"Yep," says Nick. "Real sticks."

"Gross." I look around and find a good stick. Then I go back and sit on the log. Once everyone has found a stick, the counselors pass out marshmallows.

"You want to make sure the marshmallow is golden," says Connor. "Those are the best kind of marshmallows." Once we've roasted our marshmallows, we get graham crackers and chocolate.

"These are awesome," I say.

"You act as if you've never had a s'more before," Connor says with a laugh. I don't answer. I just stare at him. "Oh my god! You've never had a s'more before?!"

"Nope," I say.

"Anybody got any song ideas," asks Logan.

"I got one," says Nick. "Hello Muddah, Hello Fuddah, here I am at Camp Grenada..." Soon everyone starts to sing along.

"Playing baseball, gee that's better, Muddah Faddah kindly disregard this letter," everyone sings, finishing the song and laughing.

"Let's tell some scary stories now," says Kyle.

"I got one," says Ryan. "You guys may have heard it already, but I'm going to add something at the end.

"One night, a girl was being left alone for the first time. After her parents left, she decided to watch the news. On the news, they were talking about a runaway serial killer. The girl turned off the TV and decided to go to bed.

"The girl goes up to her room and gets in bed. She sticks her hand under the bed and waits for her dog to lick her hand the way her dog always does before she falls asleep. The dog licks her hand, and the girl falls asleep.

"In the middle of the night, the girl heard a creeping sound. She gets up to see what was making the sound. She looks around the house but can't find anything. She goes back upstairs and sticks her hand under the bed. The dog licks her hand and she fell asleep again.

"She wakes up again to the sound of something dripping. She walks to the kitchen and sees the sink is still running. She closes the tap. She walks back upstairs and again puts her hand under the bed. The dog licks her hand, and she goes to sleep.

"Later she wakes up, again to the sound of dripping. The girl walks to the bathroom and opens the shower curtain. She sees her dog hanging there. She turns around, and on the mirror written in blood, she sees, 'People can lick too.'

"They say after the serial killer got that girl, he traveled to this camp to get his next victim. The thing is, he didn't have any food or water. So, he died. But legend has it, his ghost still roams this camp, awaiting its next victim."

"Woah," I say. "Way to give me nightmares."

"Alright that's enough for tonight," says Logan. "Get back to your cabins." We all get up and go back to our cabins. I jump at every sound I hear.

"You ok," asks Connor.

"Yeah," I say. "Just a little scared."

"It's fine. I'm here to protect you." We get back to our cabins and go to bed.

"Good night Connor."

"Good night Jude. If you have nightmares, I'm here for you."

"Thanks."