Voodoo Doll

Chapter 78

Carson

I let out a laugh as my dad turned up the music.

"Hello there!!" I sung. "The angel from my nightmare."

My dad beamed. "Blin-182, yeah?" I nodded.

"The shadow in the background of the morgue!" I exclaimed.

We both started to sing the next line.

"The unsuspecting victim-"

Then car swerved, and flipping as we went into a ditch.

Something was thrown in front of me, a scream piercing my throat.

As the car came to a screech halt, I tried to blink the tears out of my body as I continued to sing.

"Of darkness in the valley."

But no one replied.

****

My eyes popped open, my cheeks wet, my head pounding.

"Carson!" Someone called. "Come here!"

I pushed myself up, bumping my head on the ceiling.

"Ow." I grumbled, rubbing my head as I walked to the center of the bus.

Calum, Luke, Ashton sat on the small couch.

"You okay?"

"As good as I'll ever be."

Ashton gave me a questioning glance, but I brushed him off.

I sat cross legged in front of them.

"Where's Anna and Michael?"

They shrugged. "Out."

I smirked. "Doing?"

The laughed.

"Probably on a date."

I made a face. "Are they dating?"

Calum scowled. "No. Why? Are you jealous?"

My cheeks flushed. "No! No...I was just wondering."

"That's what they all say." Ashton teased.

I gave him a playful slap on the arm, and started to laugh, the others quickly joining in.

***

Luke

She didn't remember.

Of course she wouldn't, she was totally intoxicated that night.

I was too, but I could still remember.

Most of it at least.

***

Bell

"Niall?"

"Yeah?"

"Where the hell are you taking me?"

"To your death!"

I faltered. "Your hilarious."

He burst out laugh. "I know. But you said anywhere. So I'm taking you somewhere."

I rolled my eyes. "Your a cheesy bastard, you know that right?"

He smirked. "Of course love."

"I think I just threw up a little."

"You love it."

"Not uh!"

"Whatever you say..."

I rolled my eyes, playfully hitting him. "You annoy me sometimes."

He grinned.

"But you love it."

***

Anna

"I swear to god Mikey if were lost..."

"Don't you trust me?"

"Not really."

"We're here!"

Looking out the window, I saw a small pizza parlor by a lake.

"Michael you cheesy bastard, I love it."

"Thanks. I'm going to ignore the insult."

I smiled. "No problem."

I got out, and we ran inside the empty parlor.

It was a pizza and ice cream parlor, with a boy around our age working there.

He looked bored.

Ha, loser.

We ate quickly, and went out by the lake.

"We have 15 minutes." Michael said, pulling me into a canoe. "Let's do this thing."

"I can't help but feel like you planned this."

He grinned. "Maybe I did, maybe I didn't."

I rolled my eyes. "Cheesy." I coughed.

"Eh. You know you like it."

I smirked. "Maybe I do, maybe I don't."

But deep down, I loved it.

---

Sam

The door slid open, revealing Louis.

"Sam? I heard crying? Are you alright?" He asked in a frantic voice.

I sniffled, giving him a weak laugh. "I'm fine...just going through some tough times."

He pulled me up and over to the couch.

"Talk to me." He said in a deep voice, making me slightly smile, and handed me a tissue.

"It's a long story."

"And I'm willing to listen."