Horror Fiction

Grandparents

I'm on vacation.
My mom took me to my grandparents house.
" I was a bit reluctant to take you there. " She said to me while wiping the chocolate stain from my little brother clothes.
" Why? " I asked her, turning my head away from the phone screen.
" They act weird lately. Forget it! " She said while putting the seat belt on my little brother.
It was a long way to their house.
Not much to see, buildings, malls and everything, there are none of these here.
But, you could see a beautiful scenery of mountains, river, and woods.
" I wonder why grandparent's farm is so far. " I asked my mother who was still focusing on the road.
" Well, your grandfather liked to hunt. So, he wanted to find an open space for him to hunt. " She said while looking at the rearview.

After some hours stuck in the car. We have arrived!
There, my grandmother greeted us.
" Hello, sweethearts! " She hugged me and my little brother.
" You brought meat? " My grandmother looked inside the car.
" No.. Well, then, I'll go now. " My mother quickly went inside the car after kissing my forehead and went away.
" Come inside, Carrie. " She said while closing the door behind me.
" Where is gramps? " I said, putting my bag on the couch.
" Oh, he's inside the barn. Make yourself at home. "
I looked over to the dining room. A pile of meat was there and cooked into a variety of food.
" Come and eat some! " She pull the chair where I used to sit when I came to her house.
" No, thanks. I'm already full, granny. I'll just unpack my belongings upstairs. " I walked upstairs. It's really nostalgic. It has been more than 1 year since I last came here.

Not long after, gramps came inside with something heavy inside a sack.
" What's that? " I asked curiously.
" Oh, there you are! " He pat my head. " This is nothing. Anyway, go and change your clothes. We are going to have a feast. " He chuckled.

" Yes. " My grandmother put on her apron. I went to the bathroom across the kitchen and change my clothes.

Suddenly, I heard a loud chopping sound from the kitchen. Like a butcher knife. I hastily walked near the door and peeked through the door. My grandmother was chopping something. And, my grandfather was putting something on the table.

" What is it? " I tried to find a right position so I could hear and also see clearly.

Then, the sight in front of me makes me want to vomit. A hand, was boiled. A head was severely cut. Some fingers were on the table. My grandmother took some and fried it on her pan.

" This is going to be delicious. "

This explains why my grandmother asked my mother about the meat before. I jumped and tried to take out my phone from my pocket. I realized that it was in my room!

I reluctantly opened the door a bit, and ran upstairs while making no noises. I took the phone and tried to call my mother. When I tried to hold my tears, my gramps walked inside. I could see a red stain on his shirt.

" What are you doing, Carrie? I thought you were changing your clothes in the bathroom. "

I hold my tears and tried not to scream, I backed away from him.

" Did you see? " He arched his eyebrows. His yellow teeth was seen when he was grinning.

" No.. Stay away! " I saw a little gap from the window beside me.

I pulled it quickly and jumped out.

" Carrie! Come back! " I ran to the corn field.

He was chasing me with a torch on his hand.

Suddenly, he grabbed my hand.

" Hey, carrie! It's only a joke. We were planning on a surprise for my birthday grandchild. It's only a property. Come back inside. " He laughed.

My gramps was goofy, to begin with. But, I never knew he would make this kind of thing.

I went back inside the house. There, my grandma was still cutting the bread. All of the props was thrown out, she said.

" Here, have a bite. " She shove the plate to me. A big pile of grilled meat, mashed potatoes, and a bread was in front of me. They were looking at me.

I took a bite of the meat. And, it looked pretty tasty.

Until, I came to my realization that the props wasn't thrown out. It was already inside my body.

I could see inside the meat, some fingernails were stuck in it.