𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬| 𝑅𝑎𝑓𝑒 𝐶𝑎𝑚𝑒𝑟𝑜𝑛

thirteen

"Look, you guys know whose house this is, right?" Kiara said as the Pogues walked through the sea of tall grass and bushes.

Banksie had met up with the Pogues after the whole scene with Rafe. Luckily for her, they hadn't asked what held her up.

"Honestly, I don't really believe the stories about this place," John B shrugged, but JJ shushed him.

"It's neither here nor there for me," Banksie said towards him. "I mean, I've heard so many I don't know what to believe," she shrugged, earning a nod from John B.

"Hey, uh," John B said, nudging her arm to get her full attention, "I never apologised–"

"You're all good," she smiled, kicking some grass beneath her feet.

"Really? cuz I could apologise–"

"John B," Banksie cut him off. "You were upset, it's fine," she shrugged, a smile on her face.

"Okay," John B smiled. "That brings me to my question," he said, now draping his arm around her shoulders. "What made you late earlier?" He asked.

"Nothing," she shrugged, looking towards him. John B squinted his eyes at her, a smirk making its way onto his face.

"Since when do you keep secrets?" He asked.

"Am not,"

"Are too,"

"Not."

"Whatever you say," he said, wiggling his eyebrows.

"You knew Hollis Crain?" Pope said suddenly, in a whisper-yell.

"Yeah, dude,"

"Dude, how do you know Hollis Crain?" Pope asked, making John B and Banksie furrow their brows.

"She was my babysitter, man. she told me all about it," he said, looking towards John B. "Told me the truth... about her mother, and what happened in this house..." He trailed off.

"Psh," Banksie rolled her eyes.

"So, as a kid, she heard all the stories that her mother killed her father, and she was a murderer an all," he said. "Hollis didn't believe it... until that night," he went quiet, looking at the floor.

Everyone looked at each other and went back to JJ, who was still looking towards the ground.

"Are we supposed to ask what happens next, Narrator?" Banksie asked. To which, he nodded.

"What night?" John B sighed.

"It all came back to her," He trailed off again, looking towards the house.

"Oh my life," Banksie said under her breath.

"When Hollis was six years old, she heard her parents arguing downstairs," he said, with a soft but serious tone. "So she goes downstairs to see her mom washing her hands in a sink... full... if blood." JJ said, getting close to John B.

Banksie rolled her eyes. "Pfft, okay," She nodded her head, looking to see if anyone else believed him.

"Her mother just says that she cut her finger. The next morning, she says her father and her split up," he said, looking towards Kiara, and in response, she raised her brow. "But then, Hollis noticed something." he said, looking towards Banksie, whose smile instantly dropped.

"Her mother going into the parlour, constantly, in and out, in and out... with plastic bags," Kiara looked down to the floor and then glanced up towards the house. "Weeks pass, and Hollis decides to use the outhouse, and as she'd using it, she looks down..." He railed off.

"and there, in the outhouse..."

he fell silent.

Everyone side eyed each other.

"Is her fathers head, looking straight back at her."

"Bullshit."

"God, you are so full of shit,"

"Dude, I swear to God, man–"

"Did she call the police?" Pope asked, cutting JJ off and pulling his attention, making straight eye contact with him.

"She didn't have time–"

"She didn't have time? but she had time to tell you?" Banksie asked.

John B shook his head and pushed through JJ and Pope.

"She– wait! dude–"

"What?" John B asked.

JJ looked towards everyone and then back at John B. "Are you sure you wanna do this?" He asked. "she's an axe murderer, man. You got a cast on," he said, causing Banksie to roll her eyes.

"I don't give a shit if she's an axe murderer, okay?" He said. In response, Pope's eyes widen. "I've got nothing to lose, right? You comin' or what?" John B asked, walking away, leaving everyone to look at one another.

"Well, she's not that scary," Banksie shrugged, taking a long stride past everyone to catch up to John B.

"Come on," Kie said, nodding her head in the direction of John B, and Banksie.

HEY, IM SO SORRY FOR LEAVING YOU HANGING.

I was more busy than I thought it was gonna be 😔🙏

this is also a really short chapter, but I felt bad for leaving you waiting, so I thought I'd post it because why not.

if you notice any lower case letters where they shouldn't be, I'm sorry, i turned my auto caps off 😭😭

anyway, I hope you're all doing good!!

I'll see you all next time!!