Short Horror Stories.

Part 11

"River Come Quick, It's Jack." Anya called out.

"He isn't well. I think he has the flu" Anya cried.

"no, no, no it's all my fault" River said holding her forehead with her hand.

"He is sick. How is this your fault?" Anya stopped crying and questioned.

"Never mind. I'm so sorry" River said before running off to her room.

She sat there all day. That night Anya took Jack to the hospital. He was getting sicker.

Waiting for Wyatt to show up River was getting nervous. She paced all day and all night because Wyatt never came. The next afternoon Peter came over.

"Hey have you seen Jordan and Lewis? I haven't seen them in days." Peter said cheerfully

River shrugs.

"What's wrong with you?" Peter asks more serious.

"What happened to Wyatt Peter?"

Peter's face turned red.

"It has nothing to do with you. You didn't even live here so stay out of it. I swear if you have said anything to Jordan and Lewis to make them run trust me I will end you."

"Meet me tonight at the well alone. I'll tell you everything."

Peter reluctantly agrees to the terms and he leaves.

Anya calls with some new information about Jack.

"Jack is still really I'll. The doctors say we might lose him" Anya confesses in tears.

"I'm sorry Mum. I'll make it right" River hangs up the phone.

"I have to make it right. I have to. Wyatt I know you can hear me so show yourself now or so help me I'll come into the after world and I'll beat your ass." 

Wyatt appears but he is shirtless.

"Can I help you?" He asks so innocently.

"Cut the crap you know fine well what you are doing. you are killing my baby brother to get back at me"

"Me?" he lifts his hand to his chest as if he is offended.

"Cut the crap I said I know you are, and I quote you're actions will have consequences"

"Alright fine. After tonight your baby brother will either die or recover that all depends on you"

"I hate you, you know that right. I've never hated someone s much"

"Such a flirt" Wyatt smirked.