Short stuff series

The Cursed Lake (M)

~ Spooky boi ~

Tyler was the outcast at his school. Thick rimmed glasses on a pale body with lanky limbs, black hair and deep brown eyes.

"Freeeeeaaaak" Jackson Tomb shouts, the average jock of the times, quarterback with the hot girlfriend who he cheats on and so forth.

"Alright class so don't forget tomorrow is the monthly school trip. Get your parents and guardians to sign please and bring the form back first thing in the morning" the teacher said.

Mrs Cradie was nicknamed the bird queen as she had a long pointy nose, small beady black eyes and a flare for feeding the crows.

The bell goes, signalling the end of the day. Tyler shoves his chemistry book into his bag and zips it up, slinging the heavy bag over his shoulders.

"Tyler!" A voice shouts.

He turns around to see a blonde haired girl with tanned skin and bright blue eyes.

"Gemma" he greets, hiding the blush on his cheeks at the sight of his crush in a short denim skirt and floral printed shirt.

"Are you actually gonna go to the trip this time? Where was it again..? Lake so and so" she shrugs, not caring too much about the destination they were heading.

"Lake Hollow" He says "and yes. I actually find the mythology behind it to be quite enticing"

The two sit down on a bench, waiting for their bus like they did every afternoon since the eighth grade.

"Well Joesph says it's haunted but that's all I know about it, care to fill me in?" She crosses her legs, leaning closer to him.

Joesph was her twin brother and a pain in Tyler's arse, he had been a rival in the mathletes and was the one who voted Tyler out, making himself the captain.
They have had words but Tyler was grateful it never stumped the friendship between him and Gemma.

"Yes well that's pretty much true. The legends go back to the twentieth century, early seventies I believe."

Intrigued, Gemma moved even closer to Tyler who started to fiddle with his hands, nervous at the close encounter.

Rain threatened to poor down on them but it had been threatening for over a week. Neither were too concerned with the cloudy sky.

"There was a girl, named Lacy Hollow. She was a mental patient at one of the old mental institutions that closed down in the nineties. They said she could see spirits. Of course no one truly believed her and her father was a government offical so he couldn't have a loony daughter known to the public.

She was locked in solitary confinement for six years, sitting there, rocking back and forth and claiming the spirits were here. She never faulted, never changed her mind. During the night the girl would scream and scream, shouting get away! Get away! But when the guards would come around, surprise surprise, there was nothing to be found.

By the time the girl was twenty ish, she had been there for nine years, nine years of solitary confinement and dealing with the spirits nasty words.

She escaped the cell they had locked her in, running in the middle of the night, a storm crashing over her until she reached a lake. The woman froze in the wake of the lake and took a step closer, feeling cold hands clamp around her ankles, and thighs, and knees as she slowly stepped further and further into the dark blue water.

She drowned herself in the lake, by the time the police found her body she had rotted for over two weeks, her body mangled and desiccating.

Everyone says that the lake was named after her as her wails fill the air, the hands still clamp to those who dare to enter and the smell of her rotting corpse lingers for all eternity, never knowing peace"