The Bellows House

6.

                              

Stella and Ramon stood by: waiting for the others.
  Stella saw the Pontiac Catalina and the jocks, Ruth, and Chuck all got out of the running car.
    "What is so urgent!" Chuck asked while wiping sleep away from his eyes. "Where's Auggie?"
    "A-Auggie's gone." She said.
  "W-What! No! No! That can't happen we gotta find him!" Chuck said, "we gotta look for him gotta tell someone!" He cried out.
   Ruth looked at tommy who was enjoying this a bit too much then he'd like to admit.
       "The Beanpole with the divorced parents?"
   "Shut up Milner!" Chuck yelled!
  The two Jocks snickered at chuck who took the book from Stella. "Jesus he ate a toe!"
   "You don't read the book. The book reads you. I'm afraid that we woke something up. That the same thing is going to happen to us all. We were all in that house." Stella said.
  
   Ruth started to show her annoyance.
  "No, this isn't real Stella! Okay? Stories can't hurt you. Sarah Bellows is a myth, and even if she's not, she's dead so stop trying to scare my brother!"
   "We need to go to the police !"
Stella shook her head frantically. "We can't. They know what Milner did to Ramón's car, and they think that he had...."
   "Auggie! We need to find Auggie!"

"Not going to the police. They won't believe a word I say." Ramón said to Chuck who still hated it.
  "Damn right they won't, Wetback!" Tommy said.
  Ramón clenched his fists at Tommy who grinned at Ramón. "Gotta bone to pick with me Huh wetback?"
"Call me wetback one more time I swear you won't be using words ever again!" Ramon hissed.
     "Ooh, I'm so scared."
  Ruth rolled her eyes at tommy, pulling him close to her. "That's enough boys!"  Ruth demands.
"Well, then we'll make them believe!"  Chuck yelled!
   Tommy looked over at chuck and he snickered at the curly haired boy. "Who knew you'd be a Fag?"
    "Tommy, shut up!" Stella yelled!
   "By the time that they make sense of everything, we're all going to be dead." Stella said.
  "No, No, No, if we can't go to the police, what do we do?" Chuck whispered/shouted!
     Ruth rolled her eyes at the trio, "I don't believe any of it. I got to go. My musical's tonight. And I'm not falling for another one of your dumb halloween pranks." She huffed as she grabbed Tommy's wrist and they all turned on their heels until Stella spoke.
  "Ruthie, please, don't go!" Chuck sobbed!
  "It's not a prank, Ruth!"
  "I know you want to be a writer, Stella, but this prank is sick." She huffed while stomping off.
        "You were in that house too!" Stella challenged!
   Ruth spun around angrily, glaring at Stella.
   "We weren't in there hiding from a dumb Halloween prank you shits pulled on us!"
    Tommy's jaw twitched as he thought back to what the wetback greaser said to him back at the drive In.
  "hey Wetback, I'm gonna Kick your ass!"
   Ruth looked at tommy, was he joking? Nope.
   Before Tommy could even make another racist slur to Ramón he pounced on Tommy: breaking his nose.
  "Ow! You fucking- You broke my fucking nose!"
    Tommy covered his nose with his hands as  Ruth helped him off the ground and she glared at Ramón. "You should put a leash on that one!" She huffed as she walked away with tommy and the two other jocks. "That prick broke my nose!" He huffed.
   "No! Ruthie! Ruthie, stop!"
But she didn't, they watched as the Pontiac Catalina roared away from them and they were left on their own to figure out how to stop the stories.