I drop Beth home after that weird encounter with that guy with the deformed face and glowing eyes and teeth.
"I'll see you at school tomorrow, babe, that's if you want to come." I say, giving her a long kiss
"I love you, Ethan." She says
"I love you too, Beth. I hope you're feeling better tomorrow. G'night." I reply
"I hope so too, I'll see you later, sleep well."
We wave each other goodbye until the car goes past our field of view of each other and I drive back a little faster than I came, still worrying that that deformed dude's still lurking around somewhere.
We get to where we first saw him and my prediction was correct, he still stands in the exact same spot and I legitimately consider just nudging him off the road, but...he gives me this stare that makes me only want to keep driving and not slow down. The worst thing about it is that, a few seconds after he leaves my direct vision, I see him wave at me through the rear-view mirror and I get that same sense of fear I felt when I first saw him, only this time is worse.
Is he copying what Beth and I were doing? I think to myself fearing the worst
I look in the rear-view mirror again and slam my foot on the accelerator, hoping to get the fuck away from this...mental asylum escapee or whatever the hell he is.
I get home and don't bother telling my parents what I saw, it's only 25 past 10, so I play my Xbox One for a while to just take my mind off things. I send Jordan a text after an hour.
Me: Hey dude, how you holding up?
He replies after a few minuets
Jordan: What do you think?
Me: Sorry, I just wanted to know, I guess that's my answer
Jordan: No, I'm sorry, I'm doing shit, my girlfriend's just been murdered
Me: Understandable, just talk to me if you want to, I probably would have hung out more today, it's just that Beth wanted to come to mine
Jordan: Don't worry about it dude, I've just kinda been a mess today, it was probably good for me to have some time to myself
Jordan: We still haven't told Wes
Jordan: He was asking me why I was crying today
Me: Fuck, I hope he can handle it whenever you do tell him
Me: Are you coming to school tomorrow?
Jordan: Probably not, idk if I can go through another commemoration for Katherine
Me: Yeah, because School makes it better right?
Jordan: I know, it's fucking stupid, like, if you really cared about her, you would have been at her actual funeral
Me: Yeah, some things about this school don't make sense
Jordan: All things
Me: Pretty much
Jordan: Yeah
Me: Oh, I was gunna tell you about this really weird dude Beth and I saw driving from mine
Jordan: What do you mean?
Me: Well, we nearly hit him at first
Me: But, he looked deformed or something and he barely flinched when we swerved around him
Me: Like, his mouth was way wider than it should have been and his eyes and teeth glowed
Jordan: Like he put glow in the dark paste or contacts on or something?
Me: No no, like he was a cat or a dog and someone shined a light on him, but it was the same for his teeth as well...
Jordan: Was he ok?
Me: I dunno, but that's not the weirdest part
Me: You know how Beth and I do that thing where, when we're driving away from each other, we wave until we can't see each other any more?
Jordan: Yeah...
Me: Well, when I was driving back, that guy did it to me after I passed him until he was out of view
Jordan: Whoa, fluke?
Me: I hope so, because if it wasn't, he would have had to travel about 5 kms on foot faster than my car and then get back to his spot before I did
Jordan: That's...weird
Me: To say the least
Jordan: Well, it was probably some dude who got out of jail or a mental asylum or something, I think the waving thing was just a coincidence
Me: Yeah, that's what I said
Jordan: You don't think that...
Jordan: He had anything to do with Katherine...do you?
Jordan: Dude?
Jordan: You there?
Me: Idk, we can't know for certain obviously, there was no evidence left at the crime scene and no one happened to take a photo of him
Jordan: If it fucking was...
Me: I know, we'll kill him
Jordan: We'll fucking throttle the cunt
Me: Oath
Me: But before we go searching, we need to know if the Police have any leads or something
Jordan: We can find him ourselves, I don't want to see that cunt locked up, I want to see him dead
Me: So do I, but we can't go around killing innocent people, we need to check in with the Police
Me: We don't need to tell them what we're doing or what we're thinking, just where they're at with the investigations
Me: Well, you could ask her parents to if you're alright to do it
Me: Jordan?
Jordan: Fine, but if we do find the guy who actually killed her first...
Me: He's dead
Jordan: Too right
Me: I'll talk about it with Beth when I get the chance, but right now, I'm gunna go to bed
Jordan: Yeah, I'll do the same
Me: Cya tomorrow
Jordan: Cya
I turn off the console and send Beth a text.
Me: Hey babe, I was just talking to Jordan
Me: You know that weird dude that we almost hit?
Me: I know this sounds ridiculous, but...do you think he has anything to do with Katherine?
Me: It's just that he turns up all of a sudden a few days after her and it's the first time we've seen anything or anyone like...him
Me: Just tell me what you think when you can, I love you, I'll ttyl, goodnight <3
Out of habit, I go into the chat with Katherine and I and I just lose it. Her and Beth got me through so much shit. She was obviously Beth's best friend, but she was mine too.
I turn off my phone, plug in its charger and flump down on my bed, wiping away the tears to no avail. Eventually I lose consciousness curled into a ball, hugging my pillow and blankets as tight I can.
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Sticks And Stones
HorrorAs anyone knows, losing a loved one, whether it be a relative, close friend or significant other, it can be devastating, especially when the maniac who killed them's after you too. Disclaimer: None of the photos used are my own, all rights go to the...