In what could be consider as a dreadful freezing, night in the countryside of Newcastle, 2 friends of mine were walking towards the apartment buildings in which I live. As they reached our house, some loud shouts were heard from outside. "Hey, Jen, come on, down here, the others are already waiting for us, we are running late," one of my friends shouted. While it seemed that I was never coming, I was able to convince my parents to let me go only with the horrible condition of bringing my idiotic brother, Joey, in what it seemed a trap planned from the beginning.
"Sorry for being so late Amy and thanks for waiting for me," I said, "What is that doing here?"- Amy disgustedly asked. As the seconds passed, the more awkward I was feeling this came at a time where Joey and the others were in war position. "I'm really sorry you guys, it was the only way my parents would let me get out of home," I regretfully apologised as she kept nagging me about how punctuality works as we started going to the place where we accorded with the other members of the group. It started getting colder to the level where the cold was passing through my clothes and at that point Amy strangely stopped protesting as she advised Joey not to come near hear.
"Don't worry I wouldn't go near you even if I was paid all the money in this planet, don't want to catch any disease, ya' know," responded Joey with a face full of arrogance and superiority. As Amy heard those statements she decided to harshly get back at him, "You have some nerve to be saying those things, hmph, at least I ain't no fuckin' virgin watching Chinese cartoons in his parents' basement, I thank God for giving me social skills and a social life".
If only Joey was someone who'd back down from an argument life would be much easier for everyone. "At least I'm not that ignorant since I can distinguish China from Japan, oh and btw I don't know what's more ridicule the fact that you're thanking an imaginary wizard for everything you think you do right or that you believe that it exists, and spare with your BS arguments since according to your logic you would be kneeling before me, ya' know since I am a virgin and all, heck, I would say I am more virgin than virgins themselves, huh, I guess I did gain holier status, isn't it ironical that you're bragging about how pure and social you are? Yet your person shows that you are a gross and horrible person", Joey responded with an annoyingly condescendence, which prompted Amy to brutally reply- "Why you little shit!".
At that point I didn't know what to do, I was lost in the moment, however, Stacey snapped quickly in order to stop the fight. "What are you doing?", Stacey asked in a chilled manner, she seemed so calm in a moment like that it was almost as she had no soul.
"It was him who started, I am the victim here, and shouldn't you be at my side?"- Amy complained almost with tears in her face, at that point Stacey was in the same rhetoric she didn't change her mind, her imposing eyes were staring at Amy, after seeing that she finally drop it. I was thankful for that, but I wrongly assumed that argument ended as she slowly turned to Joey "you should mind your language", Stacey advised Joey. "Oh, now you're giving me the chat? Spare me, wasn't your friend the one telling me how pure she was? Wasn't your friend telling me how gross I was?" it didn't pass through Stacey's head to back off from as she stared Joey with cold eyes that expressed darkness and hatred, however, what surprised me was the fact that Joey wasn't intimidated at all, in fact he was pretty calm.
"Next time you speak like that I'll break your bones", Stacey answered with a thug like threat. When Joey heard that his expression quickly changed and I never seen him with that face, his eyes were speaking for him but they were telling how gross Stacey was and his face was emanating hatred, it was a sad expression typical of someone rather lonely, at that moment when I realised things were going to escalate I decided to step in and separate the two of them. "Stop, troubling my friends you moron don't pull your frustration on us", I argued in a moment of despair, but, it didn't seem to have an effect as Joey looked in my eyes with even more resentment than before, something that made me back off, at that point the others decided to cool down a bit, but he seemed lost looking at me with hostility,"Pfft, whatever" he mumbled as he decided to look other way. At that point we were halfway of our destiny.
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Crimson Horror
HororJen is a 15 year that lives with her parents and her brother Joey. One day she and her friends planned a courage test on a haunted castle, in order to prank Joey. However, the magnitude their plan had on their lives was beyond imagined. The question...