Operation Takedown

The start of terror Chapter: 8

At first, I was shocked and so was everyone else.

Nobody expected two large buckets of water to come down splashing me and soaking my entire outfit.

In the corner of the house, I could see a flash and new a picture was taken, but by who was the question.

Slowly the laughter started from the back of the party, creeping its way up to the front as my bottom glossy lip starts to quiver.

I bolt out the house, pulling my blue high heels off in the process. I was freezing and sure I could catch pneumonia from this.

" Wait, Alex!" I sat down on a big smooth rock already knowing who was coming.

"Lily, just go away! Im enough of an embarrassment, just LEAVE!" I said the last part louder than needed but as for now I didn't care, I really needed a hot shower and a long nap to think things through.

"O-ok, I just want you to know the whole school is on your side. It doesn't matter how embarrassing, our university is better than that, and if you want to talk to anyone, me and Nate are there for you."

She had spoken with such confidence in her voice, and her eyes were so sincere that I had to believe her.

I nod my head and make my way to the car.

Sitting in the front seat, I could see other students piling out the door and into their cars, maybe Lily was right I think to myself people are better than that.

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I avoid the pitiful looks thrown my way as I walk through the green hallway. like puke. I think keeping my eyes on the green tilied floor.

I enter my room and throw the heels into the garbage immediately, not wanting to remember this night ever again.

I peel off the beautiful dress and do exactly the same but this time, shoving it under the heels.

I move inside the bathroom peeling of my undergarments and stepping into the shower.

It felt amazing, the hot needles pelting my skin bringing back the warmth.

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I was on my Pink Laptop watching pewdiepie and trying not to be scared as I watch Laughing in the Darkness.

The amnesia game were theres a whole bunch of clowns everywhere.  When the video ends I shut it off and lay down staring at the ceiling.

How could I possibly go to sleep after watching that? I was still in my pajamas and I could go to get a midnight snack.

Nah.

The risk of a creepy clown with a hammer jumping out in front of me is way to strong.

So reluctantly, my mind wanders back to the party. The water, laughter, and that one picture.

Who was behind that one picture? It surprised me that noone else decided to pull out their phones and start snapping photos.

All but just one mysterious person. I needed to find out soon before it spread like wildfire.

I pulled the blankets over my head trying to fall asleep.  This is the start of terror, maybe even more. That was my last thought before I drifted off into sleep knowing that I had to meet up with child-hood buddy/ enemy, Brad Jones.