A collection of short stories

Sadie and Christian

"Who would do such a thing?" Christian asked.

Sadie eyed him suspiciously and slapped his arm playfully. "Who do you think?"

It took him a minute but Christian finally realised. "Oh!"

"Yeah, oh," Sadie repeated. "Stella is so dead."

"No, no Sadie don't," Christian exclaimed grabbing her arm.

"Let go of me," Sadie shouted, pulling away and running out into the camp site to find Stella.

"Yo, bitch!"

"What do you want slut?" Stella asked.

"I want you to admit you smeared blood all over the cabin, calling me out like the bitch you are."

"Or what? You gonna go cry to Nicole and Gary, or your little boyfriend you met last night?" Stella teased.

Sadie drew back her fist and punched Stella in the face and then swinging her to the ground before shoving her into a tree, pulling her arm behind her back, dislocating it. "You're the bitch, Stella ever since I arrived here you've been nothing but rude to me the whole time and what you just gonna continue? After everything I've done to you in return, you really haven't learnt your lesson? You must really enjoy taunting people," Sadie explained. "I'm going to do what you did to me, its going to be such torture for you."

Stella managed to elbow Sadie's gut, kick her shin and quickly pull away from Sadie's tight grip. "No, you won't be doing anything to me. Remember when you called me out?" Stella said.

"Yeah, that was fun," Sadie snickered.

"I bet you won't be snickering when I call you out, I have you all figured out too."

Sadie crossed her arms, and faced Stella eyeing her to see if she really could. "Alright, amaze me."

"You're the favourite of an older sibling and your parents always give you what you want so you've always had to live in a world where everything is handed to you on a silver platter, explains why you're such a bitch," Stella explained.

Sadie burst into laughter, she couldn't believe this. Stella actually thought this and the amount of times Sadie has mentioned her parents and Stella still hadn't put the pieces together. "Wow, you're so dumb. That is not my life at all, I don't think you want to know my life story," Sadie said.

"No I really don't, Trace, Tia restrain her," Stella exclaimed.

Tracy and Tia gripped their fingers around Sadie's arms, as she tried to wriggle free. "You see Sadie bear, there are popular girls like me and then there's worthless little bitches like you."

"Eat shit Stella," Sadie spat.

Stella drew back her fist and punched Sadie's gut, she doubled over and winced in pain.

"Go fuck yourself," Sadie spat again.

Stella raised her fist again and punched Sadie's gut, Tracy and Tia let her fall to the ground as she clutched her stomach in pain. "That hurt Sadie?" teased Stella.

"No, shit Sherlock," Sadie yelled.

Stella's body filled up with rage and anger, her fists clenching and grabbing Sadie by the throat and squeezing it as hard as she could.

Sadie felt her whole body just stop, she found herself choking and gripping onto Stella's arms. This was something Sadie didn't think Stella had in her. Sadie found herself gaping and gasping for air. "S-Stella," Sadie stammered still gasping for air.

A loud voice echoed the camp site now, Sadie couldn't see who the person was but she could hear her voice getting called. "Sadie, Sadie bear. Are you okay? Did you give Stella a taste of her-" Christian's voice started to say before hearing choking. His eyes darting around the camp site and seeing poor Sadie in the clutches of Stella's hands, Sadie was barely conscious now and Christian ran as fast as his little legs could carry him down to Sadie and Stella.