Destroy Me

06 // I WILL BURY MYSELF ALIVE AND COME BACK TO HAUNT YOU

"ELI!" ONE OF THEM cheered.

"Eli's got himself a lady," another laughed.

"Shut up Hardy," Elijah chuckled. "This is Devon."

"Devon!" The third called. "We've heard so much about you!"

"You have?" I chuckled nervously and looked at Elijah suspiciously.

"Good things," Hardy assured me, "and if Eli has been telling the truth, you're one hell of a bird."

"Did you really punch a cop in the face?" A girl asked as she appeared with two red cups in her hand. The girl was gorgeous, with long brown hair and wide, chocolate brown doe eyes. She had heavy eyeliner on and her lips were painted bright red. 

"No," I scoffed. "It was the other way around."

"Oh really?" The first guy smirked. "I guess Eli got a little confused."

"Okay," he rolled his eyes. "I may have exaggerated a little bit, but she tried to break us out. She got attacked by a junkie too."

"You say that as though it's something to be proud of," Hardy said. 

"That's because it is," the girl assured him and rolled her sleeve up. She had a scar that looked suspiciously like a bite mark. "Two years ago when I snuck out of hell, this guy was on a bad trip or something. He whistled at me, and you know I don't play like that, so I spun around and punched him right in the jaw. My mistake, because he latched onto my arm and would not let go."

"You're lying," the second guy scoffed.

"Am not," the girl shrugged. "You tell a lot of bullshit stories Tom, but this one is real."

"Oh," Elijah gasped. "Devon, this is Hardy, Tom, Mona and Vernon."

"Do not call me that," Vernon snapped. "Brookes, please."

"It's nice to meet you all," I nodded. 

"The pleasure is ours," Tom said. "Eli talked a lot about you while we were at military school."

"So you all went to school with him?" I asked.

"Mhmm," Mona hummed. "When Eli told us he was getting out, we all pulled strings and here we are." 

There is was again, the way they talked about the place. I mean, it could just be a coincidence but... I felt like there was something off about it. 

"You want a drink?" Mona asked and held one of the cups towards me. 

"No thanks," I shook my head. "I'm only seventeen."

The four of them, five including Elijah, stared laughing 

"Oh she's so innocent," Brookes cooed. 

"Where did you find her?" Hardy asked. "I want one."

"Leave her alone," Elijah chuckled and took the cup off of Mona. He put it in my hands and nodded at me. "Try it."

"If I wake up in a cornfield," I warned him, "I will bury myself alive and come back to haunt you."

"There's a sentence I thought I'd never hear," Tom muttered as I began drinking the alcohol. It tasted vile, like someone had left a lollypop and marshmallows in a cup of lemonade. 

"What is this?" I asked and wiped my mouth. 

"I'm not really sure honestly," Mona shrugged, "high school boys put all kinds of weird shit in the punch."

I looked at her in disbelief and she had a smirk on her face. 

"It's a joke," she chuckled and pulled a large silver flask out of her pocket. "It's my own secret recipe. But I wasn't joking about high school boys and punch Devon. Never drink the punch."