A collection of short stories

Runaway

After dinner, Sadie went down to her cabin; she wanted to just sleep but knowing Stella was around that wouldn't be the case, Stella grabbed her from her bed and dragged her out into the night, gripping her arm tightly as she ushered her to the same rope, tying her wrists together.

"Here we are again, Sadie," Stella said.

"Lucky me," Sadie said sarcastically.

"You honestly drive me insane with your stupid sarcastic jokes, who do you think you're trying to impress?"

The audacity Stella had in her, irritated Sadie so much, she didn't understand why Stella thinks she is trying to impress someone, all Sadie wants to do is have some fun and make people laugh. That's all, but Stella had to torment and torture her.

Sadie could feel the tight rope around her wrists, it felt a lot tighter than last time, and she could feel the blood rushing straight to her tied up wrists, only being able to stand on her tiptoes she still tried to break free.

"You really don't get it do you, Sadie?" Stella asked.

"Get what Stella? Enlighten me, because I'm done with your protests of me being the problem here," Sadie replied.

Stella drew her fist back and punched Sadie's nose, it dripped with blood. "Because you are the problem here, you think your cool with your sarcasm and need to always add in sarcastic comments on everything. You think you can read people by the way they act but you can't, you're just as lame as every other idiot at this camp," Stella explained.

Sadie just rolled her eyes, she could feel the rage and anger boiling up inside of her, she wanted to lunge at this bitch and smack the living daylight out of her, and every word that came out of that mouth of hers was a complete lie. Sadie may not be liked by everyone, but Christian liked her and enjoyed her sarcastic comments and jokes, and if Stella didn't like them well of course Sadie will continue making the comments because Stella's opinion didn't matter and never will, plus Sadie enjoyed pissing Stella off.

"If you're going to harm me in some way, just do it already I'm not scared of you," Sadie yelled, her eyes wide and glaring at Stella.

"I'm going to burn every single part of your body so much that you won't be able to walk tomorrow, the pain will be unbearable," Stella said, trying her best to sound threatening.

"Wow what a threat, I'm so scared," Sadie laughed.

"Trace, your lighter," Stella demanded.

"I don't have it, you must still have it Stells," Tracy exclaimed, shrugging her shoulders.

Stella began rummaging around in the back pocket of her shorts, but the silver cylinder wasn't there. "I bet she stole it, search her pockets."

Tracy and Tia strolled over to Sadie, her eyes narrowed at Stella. "I didn't steal shit, you bitch," she shouted.

As Tracy and Tia searched her pockets Stella hit Sadie's gut, Sadie fought back the pain, shutting her eyes and biting her lip as Stella repeated this a couple more times.

"Oh, Trace, is this it?" Tia asked holding up a small grey cylinder, it was the same one Stella used before on Sadie.

"Yes, that's it. Thanks," Tracy smiled snatching the cylinder from Tia's clutches. "Hey, Stells look what we got looks like the bitch stole it after all."

Stella snatched the lighter from Tracy's hands and waved it in Sadie's face. "See this?" She said.

"Yeah, I'm not blind," Sadie rolled her eyes.

"It's a lighter, Trace's lighter and you stole it and you said you didn't steal shit."

"I guess I lied then, didn't I?" Sadie smirked.