Camp Comfort

08

Day 42, The Reckoning

"Ivy slow down! If something's seriously wrong don't you think we should go to the authorities instead? If this is what you think it is then we shouldn't be going back, what could we possibly do?"

I stopped my half sprint to stare at him. "Are you fucking kidding me?! Our friends are there, your brother is there! We have to help them!"

"Don't you think I know that?! What I'm saying is, I think the authorities might be a little more equipped to take care of situations like this!"

"You want to go to the cops? Fine, go! While your doing that, I'm going to see what's actually going on and to make sure our friends are okay!" I said turning around and jogging in the direction of camp.

"Ivy! You can't just storm in there!" Parker yelled from behind, catching up to her almost effortlessly.

"What are you still going here I thought you were going to the cops?" I half scowled, half breathed at the lack of oxygen from running.

"Well I can't let you storm in there like an idiot on your own can I?!" He sneered.

Rolling my eyes I sped up.

"Ivy! Will you stop for a minute?! Jesus Christ!" He said, obviously feeling a little out of breath.

Or ill.
We did eat a lot at that diner and running like this is not helping my full stomach.

Deciding I should stop before I throw up, I slow to a stop and turn to him. "What?"

"Look, I still think we should go to the cops but since your head set on going back in there, how about I call them and then we go in?
That way if anything seriously goes wrong, they won't be far behind."

"Okay." I said after a moment. "Yeah, that's probably a good idea."

"Okay, now I'm going to call so wait a damn minute before you go running off like that again, okay?" He panted angrily.

"Fine, but hurry up." I glared as he turned around and grabbed his phone.

He walked away dialling 911 and lifting the phone to his ear. While I could see his mouth moving, I couldn't quite make out what he was saying. I could only make out certain words like hurt, kill, and leave. A few seconds pass before he let out a noise similar to a growl and clenched his phone tight looking as though he was fighting to urge to throw it.

"What did they say?"

"What?" He asked, seeming startled as if he'd forgot she was there.

"The cops, what did they say? You seem angry, is everything okay?"

"No. They- they thought it was prank. They're not coming."

Ivy stared at him. They were on their own. "Well, we better get going then. If the cops won't help, then we're on our own."

"You still want to go in there?" He asked, staring at me like I was insane.

"Of course I still want to go in there, now that the cops are out of the picture, no one is going to help them. That means we need to."

"And what exactly are we going to do, huh? Go in and ask the bad guys what their plan is and hope they don't kill us? We'd be going in blind, Ivy! It's a suicide mission."

"And what do you propose we do then, Captain America?" I asked tauntingly, crossing my arms over my chest.

"Go down to the police station and make them believe us!"