Sophia hauled a picnic basket filled with assorted refreshments up the large grassy hill. When she reached the top she lay down the basket,took a moment to admire the view and then continued to dig through her pocket for her phone. She dialled her best friend who she was supposed to be meeting,cammy.
"Please leave a message after the tone. BEEEP."
She sighed,"Cam pick up. How are you still not here after I was half an hour late? Call me back,okay?"
Sophia lay on the grass an helped herself to some grapes from the picnic basket. She soon fell asleep on the grass.
Sophia woke a few hours later to find that she was still alone and that Cammy still hadn't shown up. She checked her phone,no missed phone calls or text messages. It was weird for her best friend to not show up and leave no explanation. Sophia's last hope of reaching cammy was through Joe. The three were pretty close and Joe being a police officer gave Sophia hope that he knew where Cammy was.
"Hey...Joe?...yeah it's me...have you seen Cammy?...why have you been looking for her?...of course she did...well last time you were the one that lost your wallet....yes I know she hid it from you but you shouldn't have lost it! Anyway listen-....Joe! Shut up!...good. Now if you manage to find or get a hold of her tell me
okay?...okay. Thank you. See ya."
Sophia lifted herself from the grassy hill and started on her way home. The brunette reached her apartment in less than fifteen minutes. She let herself in and sighed at the mess that greeted her. Sophia changed into her pyjamas and began to clean. As she shoved an old board game on to the top shelf of a cupboard, something fell out and hit her head. 'Fuck,'she thought as she rubbed the lump that started to form on her head. She looked down to find a frayed,tired looking book. It was her fathers diary that he had left to Sophia before he stopped visiting her. She had read it when she first got it but the book was just filled with tales and stories of monsters. She lifted the diary up and began to look through it. She laughed at the myths of vampires and werewolves and dragons. Sophia continued to read the book until the last page where there were few words and a couple of pictures. She looked at pictures. One of the pictures was of Sophia and her father looking as familiar as ever in his slightly grubby clothes and his messily trimmed dark stubble and another photo was of a much younger version of her father who was accompanied by a pretty young blonde woman. Sophia wasn't sure who the woman was but the caption read 'me and Mary,1978'. The last photo was of three men. The middle one was considerably older than the two at his side and he wore similar grubby clothes to Sophia's father. Sophia's gaze was caught by the two men at the side and she recognised then easily. They were the the two original men from the bar that she had met the day before. She looked at the caption,'dean,bobby and sam,2003.'a realisation hit her,that's how she had recognised the name Sammy. She held eye contact with the faces in the photo. They boys looked much younger in the photo than they did at the encounter. She slammed shut the book and stuffed it in a near by bag. The only thought that Sophia could conjure that night was 'who were these boys? And how did they know her father?'
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Don't dream big kid
Science Fiction26 year old Sophia had lived a pretty crap life. Unwanted by her mother, she was sent to live with her uncle as a child and her dad was a dead beat who she only seen three times a year since she was fourteen until her seventeenth birthday. Always a...
