The Mooface (a horror story)

Chapter Five

HOLLAND'S POINT OF VIEW

I hear faint laughing before I stop screaming. My throat feels raw, but I was still crying. Spiders are literally so crusty and nasty with their little spider legs and their fat, disgusting eyes. The one I saw was only the size of a dime but the thought of it still made me shiver in fear. I gripped the tree behind me for support. I'm paralyzed. What if it will see me move and then plot my death in it's secret spider lair? Just incase I don't move a muscle.

Someone is turning the knob that dims the sky at night. It went from a violet to a deep dark black.My feet are ice cubes. I tripped in to a small creek earlier and now I can almost feel the water being soaked into my faded maroon sweatpants. My barely covered feet were numb, pins and needles pierce my toes as I step on sharp rocks. My stomach is like a washing machine spinning my organs and the ham sandwich I ate earlier, instead of clothes. I comb my fingers through my thick hair and gulp, my mouth dry as the chicken my great aunt makes (really, really dry).

Also I haven't eaten anything for at least three hours, a new record for me. I start to panic. OMY GOD OMY GOD IMMA DIE OF HYPOTHERMIA AND THE SPIDER IS GOING TO EAT ME! I DIDN'T EVEN GET TO MARRY AUSTIN MAHONE YET! WHY DOES THIS ALWAYS HAPPEN TO ME?!?!? I totally forget what that stupid Mooface told me. I'm backing up until I hit something that obviously wast a tree.

My throat only allows a hoarse yelp to come out of it. I turn to see Emma with supplies to make s'mores. I instantaneously relax.

"Yeash Hol, you still got a pair of lungs on you, you were screaming like a banshee out there."

Em covered one of her ears and winced as if sonic waves were blasting her ears off. I rolled my eyes. "I did what was needed, there was a spider." I cringed, but I probably looked like a dying cow.

"I'm actually not surprised, but next time you see a spider try screaming at a frequency that doesn't make everyone in a ten mile radius go deaf," Em struggles to carry the chocolate and the matches in one hand as she talks. I slip on my head phones again and press shuffle on my Austin Mahone playlist. The almost full moon is a beautiful molten silver and sparkling, making the trees glow with natural light. Its still too bright. Why the heck did I go out here in the first place? I totally forget. I hate being outside at night! Whatever...

It takes a while for me to realize that Em's mouth was moving. I slowly remove my headphones. "Ha ha, what," I say flatly.

She takes a long breath in and a short breath out. " I said, do you want to help me with this" Em says looking down at the mountain of s'mores supplies. "Nooo I'm listening to Austin Mahooone!" I put my headphones back on and stay completely stationary."Not surprised... again." Emma unloads the s'mores stuff on to the ground.

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I end up putting my phone to the side to eat s'mores with Em. She's eating her s'more while I'm roasting my marshmallow. "But really Holland it's been like 13 years," Em says with a mouthful of glorious marshmallow. "My love for Austin Mahone will always burn as brightly as the sun." I look off in to the distance and beam.

She makes a pfft noise accidentally sending a molecule of graham cracker in to the fire. I sit annoyed and impatiently for my marshmallow to be perfect, like a predator waiting for the right time to attack.
"Just you wait Em one day I'm going to marry him and you're going to laugh at this at our wedding," I say very sure of my hypothesis.
"Yeah sure..." I can tell Em was trying to be sincere but her words are dripping in heavy sarcasm.

My eyes are in mid roll when I realize my marshmallow was burning. I made a noise that was in a language I just made up. I quickly attempt to save it and decide that it was still edible. Em speaks up as I make my s'more.
"Anyway... if we're going to go shopping tomorrow like we planned, how are we going to get there? Do we ride our bikes?" I squint at Emma disapprovingly. She quickly corrects herself understanding.
"Oh yeah! Yo-" I stop her from saying anything else by covering her mouth with my hand.