Quarantined! (A Short Story collection)

Hell on Earth

Nevaeh's brother Angel had missing since last Sunday. He had disappeared from church service without a word and never came home. Nevaeh didn't trust the cops looking after the case, they kept turning to each other and whispering. There was no one else that cared to help the investigation. 

After all, Angel was just another rebellious teen boy. Who was to assume he hadn't run away?

Neveah did not assume this. She was so irritated with the notion that her brother, her only friend, had just abandoned her. After a cold, rainy day, Nevaeh had a plan.

She had heard her parents talking. The local news station had been driving in circles around the block, the police ripped Angel's journals to pecies and the church leader was already mumbling. All evidence pointed to one thing.

Angel had joined a cult.

Neveah considered this the dumbest thing she'd ever heard. But the public had made up their mind. She decided she would go undercover, find Angel and misspell this gossip.

 She stole a razor from her brother's dresser and cut her hair to a minimalist pixie cut, as she called it.

Then, she layered on tanktops to hide her chest and threw Angel's old t-shirt on top. Neveah decided she still didn't look masculine enough and smeared mascara on her chin to look like stubble.

Neveah ate as much as she could, and took a small water bottle outside with her.

She ran to the bus stop, the sun went from the sky.

"That disguise is terrible." A feminine voice rose from behind.

"What? Who said that?"

"That's not important right now. I know you're looking for Angel, and you're going to need all the help you can get."

Nevaeh started to protest before the mysterious figure pulled her into the bushes.