"Mr.chef! I didn't see you there!" Jeremy says with pure resentment. I try my hardest so silence my giggle but a little slips out. That earns a harsh looking glare from him.
"I think it's time for you to say your good byes and go your separate ways." He says. I give him a quick hug and giving Mr.Chef a quick wave which earns me a quick nod from the tall, muscular Irishman. I flip on the light and watch through the window by my bed, Mr.Chef walk Jeremy back to his cabin. I can see they are talking but I can't hear what they are saying for they are slowly making their way away from me, leaving me wondering.
Jeremy's POV
"So son, You like this girl huh?" Mr.Chef asks as we wall away from her cabin.
"Yeah. I do. A lot actually."I tell him.
" So. Tell me about this new girl." Mr. Chef says.
"Well, where do I begin? I know I only have known her today but I can tell there is something good about her. She is funny, sweet,has a great sense of humor, nice hair I might add. She is just all around what I was looking for." I sigh, thinking of her. Her smile, her laugh, her soft, small hand in mine.
"Well son, I don't know what else to say then don't let her get away" He gives me a smile.
I say good night to him and head to my cabin. After changing, I head to the bathroom to get ready when I hear voices.
You arn't good enough for her
She will never love you
Don't bother trying
You are pathetic
She only said yes out of pity
Kill yourself
You don't deserve to live
I slam my palm into the mirror in an effort to silence the voices. It doesn't work. Being fed up with them I decide to end it all. Bursting out of my cabin, I run down the path, almost knocking over Mr.Chef in the process.
I hear Mr.Chef yelling at me. By now I have reached the lake side. I see the water lapping at my feet, almost as it's inviting me to walk in. I hear someone choke out a sob. I hear more shouts from my "friends". I ignore them. I hear foot steps approaching me. I take a step in
No turning back now I think to myself Finally he is doing something right! the voices say. I hear the steps closer, almost at the water line. By now the water is at waist height. I hear the body before I feel it. I am tackled into the water. The coldness enfolding me like a hug. When I resurface I see the wet and sad face of Ella.
"Why are you here. Why?" I ask her, cold raw hatred making my voice sound like nails on a chalk board.
"'Cause. I don't want to lose you. Just like I lost my mom. I can't believe you would do that to yourself. I watch her walk backwards out of the lake, in her pajamas. Mr.Chef wraps a towel around her shoulder and pulls her into a hug. I see her shoulders shake as she sobs into him.
I sit there in the water. Just sitting there. Thinking about how close I had come to losing everything. Ella, my friends, my family, everything. If it wasn't for her.... I don't even wanna think about it.
Ella's POV
I was sitting on my bed reading when I hear a knock on the door. I slide my fuzzy bunny slippers on and walk over to the door. I open it to reveal a breathless Mr.Chef.
"Are you OK?" I ask him
"Jeremy...*Pant*.....Lake....*Pant*......Come quick.....*Pant*......" I run to the lake yelling his name. As I get closer I see a crowd of people gathering at the lakes edge. I see him looking at the edge. I coke out a sob. I shout his name. If he heard it, he made no motion of acknowledging it. Mr.Chef comes up behind me and buts his hands on my shoulders. He keeps walking till he is waist deep. I can't watch. So I do the only thing that came to mind. Stop him. I shake his hands off of me and run at Jeremy. I tackle him, dragging him into the water. When I surface I wait for him. He pops out a few seconds later.
"Why are you here. Why?!" He asks. The coldness in his voice hurts.
"Cause. I don't want to lose you. Just like I lost my mom. I can't believe you would do that to yourself." I reply. I stand up out of the water, walk out still facing him, till Mr.Chef wraps a towel around my shoulder. It is then that I lose it. I turn around and sob into Mr.Chef. He strokes my back soothingly. I tilt my head up to him.
He looks at me and without saying a word takes me back to my cabin. When I get back I hug him. I hug Mr.Chef and walk into my cabin. When I enter the cabin, all the girls are sitting on the floor waiting. When I walk in they all stand up and en-fold me into a hug. I start crying. I hear their soothing words and know that I might, just might, get through this. The next few minutes pass by in a blur. I barley remember them helping me in the shower to warm me up. I barley remember getting changed into fresh pajamas and crawling into bed. We all put our mattresses on the floor and cuddle up like a giant sleepover. They all see I won't react to anything so we all just go to sleep.
Edited March 28 2016

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The Summer Camp
Teen FictionElla, a 16 year old girl, is sent to a summer camp by her stepmother to get her out of the way. While there she faces the troubles any 16 year old girl would. Boys, drama, and some twists just to spice up her life. Follow her journey through the sum...