Dalia's Imaginary Friends

Chapter 7: Teenager Continued Part 4 | Teenager Ending

Authors note: Hey guys, hope you enjoy this new chapter of teenage Dalia coming to an end. There will be another couple chapters left. I will then create new stories so you guys can read them. It's a short story but it was just practice since it's my first novel :-) anyways, hope you like readers c'x

It is pitch black as everyone in the building screams in fear. Hyperventilating, I try to think of a plan to escape the classroom. I stumble around the wooden tables and chairs to locate my backpack. I sense the fabric on my backpack, I rummage through it to find my phone for light support. It's the only way I'm gonna escape. I use the flash on my phone to find my own way out of here secretly. All of a sudden though, the teacher tells us to follow her lead as she escorts all of us outside carefully in single rows to make sure we are all safe.
We I make an escape plan although it may backfire, I plan out my strategic plan as we lead in a single file walking to the cafeteria. The teachers are skeptical of leaving students behind so they bring us here to check off who is and who isn't here.. So dumb right?.. Wish I knew I wasn't the one going crazy here. After all, things like this happen everyday.
I leap into the bathroom stall as the crowds of students in single file march their way up to the cafeteria. I stay in the eerie stall for at least 10 minutes before I make any move. Suddenly, the middle glass mirror in the stall smashes and shatters all over the murky green tiles. Blood draws from my legs as I try and wipe it off. 'Of course failing miserably' I shrug it off it's no big deal. I glance both sides of the corridor to see if the coast is clear. Luckily it is. No screaming children around. Hurray! I throw my textbooks into my mini blue narrow locker as I make my way out the back entrance of the school grounds..
As I wait outside the entrance door shivering in the cold, icy breeze a piece of paper shaped like an aeroplane sways onto the tarmac. I have the sudden urge to pick it up, but I am skeptical. The wind howls more aggressively, so before it flies away I grab it. I unwrap it and read the initials inside the colourful paper 'Dear Daffodil, We have found more evidence suspecting that you are in great danger. This family is not who you think they are. They're as crazy as us. But you can trust us, right? Walk to the sewer lid down the alleyway and wait there until I give you my signal. Kind Regards, Melanie'. I found it odd how Melanie contacted me through all this time. But.. I have to realise, they are as crazy as me. So it's justifiable Oh, and who's Us? Cookie? Melanie's crazy new sidekicks I haven't heard of? Hmm.. suspicious indeed.
As I saunter down the alleyway, dragging my feet through the pebbles on the tarmac I get an eerie tingle on my shoulder, like someone is near me. Like I'm being watched. I start to run faster until I fall over the sewer lid and smash my face off of the tough tarmac. Not only do my legs have blood stains on them, but now my face is all bloody too. As I begin to stand up, my leg is pulled into the sewer. I cannot fight as I can't see who it is. All I can see is dark green visions and images of blackness before I hit the ground and doze off.
I awake to find myself cuddled up in a blanket and an ice bag lay on my forehead. I see blurry visions of Melanie and what looks like Cookie up ahead, I take a deep breath. They both grab my hand quickly and we dart down the rotten murky sewer. They lay me down beside the moss covered wall as I await in silence while the droplets of rain drip from the ceiling. They both carry an extremely large black television into the sewer as I watch in confusion. With them, is a DVD player also hooked up to sockets and cables. Melanie gulps whilst looking at me with a face of terror as Cookie says the words 'i'm so sorry Daffodil, I didn't mean for you to feel this way. I hope you can forgive me'...
The TV comes on and it depicts Koli and Adrianna (younger in age of course) frolicking around in the meadows playing with doll houses with devious smiles smeared on their faces. It then intercuts to all of them crowded around a dining table eating dinner with no interaction or facial expression. In the corner lay a counter press open, there is someone's head sticking out of it. It looks fractured and badly bruised. Blood seeps from the skull. They all turn their heads slowly and stare at the camera with dead facial expressions. These appear to be snuff films. Cookie then places another tape into the DVD player. The second snuff film plays.. It depicts all of the family together again. But set at an isolated campfire site. They all gather around the blazing fire melting marshmallows with yet again dead facial expressions. A corpse lay blazing over the fire covered in blood splotches and a beaten ribcage. Barrels of acid and what look like various types of poison in the corner of the tape. At the end of the tape all of the family look bare faced at the camera once again.
My anxiety level is at it's peak as I stare at the dead facial expressions on the television. I get all sorts of uncomfortable shivers all over my body. Cookie and Melanie give me both sympathetic stares as they smash the television into pieces leaving the DVD player and snuff films behind as evidence. I rush my way on home so mom and dad aren't skeptical of my whereabouts. Koli is standing at the front porch with a warm grin on his face as I enter the house.
The day carries on as normal. I do my homework assignments while mom and dad prepare dinner. Koli and Adrianna play outside in the back garden. *Interrupting my studies as usual..* I go to bed that night with an eerie feeling something wasn't right. Where Cookie and Melanie just making everything up so they can destroy my life once again? Or are they actually being serious?.. You can't really tell. But apart of me was thinking it was all just a dream.
I hear a loud banging noise around 5:00am in the morning. I tip-toe downstairs to get a glass of water while trying to suspect what it was. The minute I place the glass on the countertop it shatters everywhere. Water pours down the marble countertop and soaks the wooden floor. The pieces of glass that broke mend together and create a heart that looks like it's been broken. Water seeps through the broken cracks.
Police sirens and ambulance horns scream of noise a far distance away from my neighbourhood. I sneak out onto the patio to see what the problem is. I climb up onto the garden fence to see if anything is happening on the street. Bizarrely, Koli is standing at the opposite end of the street with a butcher knife gripped in his left hand. Blood draws from his mouth as tears flood his face like a waterfall.
I quickly jump over the fence and rush to Koli's aid. I scream at him from afar, 'Koli! What do you think you are doing? Come on, come back inside. I was scared to death!'. He chuckles and cries at the same time while glaring into my eyes. He speaks in a deep, raspy tone 'You know don't you Dalia? You couldn't just stop looking for answers, could you? Now everyone knows!'. I feel my anxiety gets worse and worse as I raise my voice 'I don't know what you're talking about Koli! You've gone insane!'. He chuckles even deeper while looking at me with his arms folded 'Hahaha! Don't lie to me Dalia, that's the worse thing you could possibly do! You think I'm dumb, don't you? Give me back the tapes now or I swear to god...'. I quickly jump back at him with a smart remark 'I don't have the fucking tapes or whatever you're talking about! It's not my problem you're so messed up Koli! No wonder your parents got another foster child!'. I gulp as I hear the sick words that came from my own mouth. I've never cursed like that before. Before I can apologise for my actions Koli is already sprinting down the street with the butcher knife in his hand swaying back and forth. I try to run away.. Anxiety filling up in my bones... Is this gonna be the end? I hit the tarmac on the ground. Blood pours from my face as I hear ambulances noises ring louder and louder as police sirens come closer...

Hey everyone, hope you liked that chapter. Sorry for the late chapters. But I will always update one even if it is indeed late. What did you guys think of it? Too creepy? Not creepy? Let me know. I'm not sure how many chapters I'm gonna do left. It will be between 1 and 3. So if I only do one I'm sorry. But hope you enjoyed it anyway, love you guys. Thanks for reading ;3