dear diary (larvis)

dear diary - cult

ashley
walking into larry's apartment again after school, after so long, felt so great. i missed him, i really did. i hated myself for the fight i caused and i honestly missed travis too. i feel awful for what i said. he never deserved that. seeing travis smile at me told me it was okay and our friendship wasn't broken completely. again.

"hey dudes. i missed you so much."
i hugged larry and travis tight, wrapping one arm each around them.
"hello ashley."
larry didn't say anything.
"is it okay if we all go to sals? maybe chug, maple and neil can visit."
travis looked over and larry, waiting for his opinion and following after him. they were always so close. so cute.
"that's okay. um.. can we maybe keep it slow on the alcohol and weed? or none at all if possible?"
it confused me why travis was asking but that sentence explains why larry is so quiet.
"i can do that. i'll let the others know. see you guys down there okay?"

it didn't take long for larry and travis to arrive. larry seemed to feel better and he was speaking again. maybe his quietness had something to do with alcohol. or drugs. whatever it is, i know larry has a problem with it. larry walked in first, sitting on sals bed. travis stood beside him silently, looking at the posters on sals wall.
"todd should be here in a minute."
nobody said anything back. sal took off his prosthetic, hanging it on the side of his bed. luckily, todd came in.

"hey guys! why are you all looking at me like that?"
i shook my head, trying to shake off the weird feeling in my stomach.
"sorry. they just aren't feeling right at the moment. how are you dude?"
"im okay ash. thanks. neil's here by the way."
thankfully this time everyone said something and i wasn't stuck here speaking for everyone.
"hey guys. travis."
i found it odd he named travis separately but it was probably nothing.
"chug and maple should be here soon."
nobody answered. this is so weird.

after around 20 minutes of a bad feeling and weird silence, maple and chug arrived.
"hey. looks like our old gang is all back together. it's great to see you guys again."
she was right. all of us were together again. all 7 of us. and travis.
"hi maple."
one of the only times larry spoke at that moment. and she ignored him. maple never liked larry and i never knew why. everyone just stood there quietly, not saying anything.
"okay what the fuck is going on?"
nobody spoke but larry.
"i think there's something wrong with the apartments. i keep hearing things and i'm worried that it's not just in my head."
travis didn't know that from how he looked down at him. sal agreed, and so did todd. i wouldn't know because i don't live there, but what could possibly be happening?

larry
sal had brought his gear boy to search the apartments, and best believe he searched every single corner. i don't blame him, i was scared shitless too even though nothing happened. up until we went down to the basement. i thought it was stupid looking in my house for ghosts or something like that, i thought they didn't exist. i was wrong to think that. i've never written about it because i hate to remember it but for years i've seen this apparition. or something like that. it's like a talk creature, long arms, red eyes, tall, just a spooky looking thing. i thought it was just the drugs. or just in my head. but i hadn't taken drugs in weeks. so if i see anything would it be real?

sal tiptoed into my kitchen, holding the gear boy up in various places of my kitchen. i thought it was stupid. but i knew i was hearing something out of the ordinary and i just needed to know.
"wait do you guys believe in ghosts?"
i forgot travis didn't know.
"yeah. you don't have to believe in it, it definitely seems a bit silly."
he shrugged.
"no. i see ghosts all the time."
everyone turned to him, sal putting his gear boy down on the counter for a second.
"what?"
he bit his lip, trying to say something. i think he said too much.
"i um.. i think i have to tell you guys something but please-"
the gear boy lit up, illuminating the entirety of my kitchen. as sal pressed a button on his gear boy, i saw it. chug ran out, once again, with maple following after him. for a few seconds, in the corner of my kitchen, it stood. peering down at sal, at ashley, at me. my curse is real and it's stood in front of me. before i could take it in it disappeared.
"luke?"
everyone turned to travis again.
"wait what? how do you know that?"
nobody knew about all the things we found out about the ghosts apart from our small friend group. how luke was possessed by the red eyed demon. how did travis know about him?

we all sat in a circle on my bed, everyone staring at travis waiting for an answer to what he said. just sitting here knowing travis knows stuff about addison apartments that we never knew about sent chills down my spine. what has he been hiding from all of us for so long.
"do you guys know about.. the cult in nockfell?"
sal looked like he was going to have a heart attack. i did too.
"how the fuck do you know about that? how.. you're not apart of it are you?"
he didn't reply. i thought it was joke.
"not by choice."
i have never ever heard something so confusing and so shocking in my life. travis is apart of a cult. the cult. the devourers of god.
"who owns this shitty cult and .. i.. we.. we need so, so, so many answers."

he breathlessly documented everything he knew, not taking his eyes off of me. maybe i reminded him of the whole thing or maybe he just felt better talking that way. every word was so confusing and so shocking to hear. where all the people are going, what happens to them, what the cult does, everything. the whole time i couldn't help but feel awful for travis. terrible for him at that. being only 17 and witnessing hundreds and thousands of murders taken place so close to your own home.
"my mom killed herself when she found out about the cult. she couldn't handle the fact her husband was a terrible murderer."
i felt bad until i realised. i mean, i still felt awful, but 'husband'?
"travis. is your dad in the cult too?"
he shook his head, that provided some relief, but then what is his dad?
"he's the cult leader. he is the devourer of god."