Summer Camp

Chapter Five*

And they say

She's in the class A Team

Stuck in her daydream

Been this way since 18, but lately

Her face seems, slowly sinking wasting,

Crumbling like pastries, and they scream

The worst things in life come free to us

~ED SHEERAN The A Team

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*Seth's POV*

"Get up," yelled my consular, Ben, right in my ear.

I groaned in response, covering my head, with my arms.

"Come on Seth," said Ben, "Get ready for breakfast!"

"No," I said, "Leave me alone."

"Come on," said Ben, "Don't be a pain in the ass."

"Fine," I said, sitting up tiredly, "Just stop talking about food." I got up, running a hand through my messy hair.

"Everyone else is showering," Ben told me, when I noticed the empty cabin. I looked at Ben, he looked bad. He had bags under his eyes and he smelt like alcohol. 

"Were you at the party thing last night," I asked him.

"Yeah," said Be, rubbing a hand through his hair, "I stayed too late."

"I was going to go but, my sisters annoying," I told him.

"Yeah, we hung out for a while," he said. 

"Eww," I said, assuming the worst. He laughed.

I watched as Ben left, saying he was headed for the shower. I quickly changed in the empty cabin, slipping on my shoes. 

I grinned at Ben when he came back, completely dry, he had chestnut brown hair, and kind eyes. He was nicely built, which made me jealous of him body type. Ben was only 19, he had become a consular the year that he became a legal adult.

"The lines for the shower were too long," he told him, shrugging.

"Naw, you were trying to look for hot girls," I said, knowing I was right.

"Maybe," said Ben, turning around from me.

"Maybe yes," I said.

"Like your sister," said Ben to annoy me.

"No," I said, "She is not hot, she is nowhere close to it!"

"It's just because you're related," said Ben, waving it off.

"Whatever man," I said, sitting down on the cot next to his. 

I pulled on a snapback, laying down on the bed. I stared at the ceiling, waiting for the other guys to get back.

When we all were finally ready, we walked down to the mess hall.

"Hey were like the eighth group here," I said, seeing the mostly empty room.

"That's weird, were late," said Ben, checking his watch. I looked around there were 6 groups of guys, but only 2 groups of girls, who looked frightened.

"Sit down," said a loud voice from behind us. I turned around, it was Phil, he had bags under his normally excited eyes, and a pained expression. Phil looked like he had had an awful night, and I knew that something bad had happened. I looked around the room once again not seeing either of my sisters. Fear shot through me, as I knew that something was wrong.

We all scurried over to the closest table, sitting down. 

"What's going on," I whispered to Ben.

"I don't know," he said.

"Hats off Mr. Wolf," said Phil, tapping his knuckles next to me. I pulled off my snapback, studying his face, he was usually so nice and kind, what was going on?

"We have had an... issue," said Phil, pacing in front of the room.

"What happened," I asked, impatiently.

He sat at his own table, covering his face in his hands.

"I'm going to be brutally honest," he said, not looking at anyone, "The missing girls.. were... they are..."

"Spit it out," I yelled, anxiously. Both of my sisters were gone, I needed to know what happened to them.

"They're gone," he said, "They were kidnapped." I would have laughed if I hadn't known Phil. Phil was to obvious when he lied, he turned red, and stamered more. Phil just couldn't lie.

Everything else seemed to dissapear, I didn't like my sisters, but I did love them. They were annoying and overly nice, but I needed them. They were one of the things that made my world go round. With out Alex my world would be so different, I wouldn't be who I was today.

"Oh God Seth are you okay," said Ben appearing over me. I felt the cold floor beneth me, I must of feel out of my chair in my black out moment.

"My sisters," I muttered.

"I know," said Ben, "My sister is gone too!"

"I d-don't understand," I said, "What happened to them, where are they?"

"I-I don't know," said Phil, starting to cry, "T-the K-K-King t-took them!"

"Who," asked Ben, tears coming to his eyes too.

"I don't know," said Phil

"Did you call t-the cops," I asked.

"No," said Phil.

"I need your phone," I said to Ben, I hadn't brought mine, because there wasn't internet connection.

"Here," said Ben, handing his cell to me without question.

"No," said Phil, as I turned on his phone, "Please, I don't want to go to prison."

"Why would you go to prison," I asked.

"Because... I knew about the kidnapping," he said.

"What," I screamed, "You knew about the kidnapping the whole time and didn't stop it?"

"I couldn't," said Phil, "You don't know their king, he is ruthless."

"I don't care," I said, "You should have called the cops, in stead of letting them for your own personal reasons."

I didn't listen to his answer, I just dialed in 911.