Slender

Chapter Thirty-Two

Chapter thirty-two

           

            Grass was poking my legs as I shifted. I turned over to find myself lying in a grassy area in pitch darkness. Fear and intense paranoia swept over me. I scrambled backwards but found myself afraid to trail through the darkness until my adrenalin fully entered my veins. I knew I had to leave this spot. He knew I was awake. I ran into the darkness finding myself on an abandoned street suddenly with a lamppost up ahead. Light. I ran towards it only seeming to get farther and farther away. I screamed and charged at it in frustration. It was only a glimmer in the distance now. I turned around to find myself in my bedroom. I widened my eyes and did a three sixty. I was really in my room. I looked into the mirror across from me. My clothes were dirty, I looked exhausted, and my nose had dried blood underneath it. What day was it? What happened to me? I pulled out my phone but it was dead. The energy had been absorbed. I leaned over my bed and plugged it in. Cautiously I stepped out of my room to my seemingly empty house. It was dead silent. I checked my parent’s bedroom. Mom wasn’t napping. I took the house phone off of its dock and called my dad. It rang twice and I felt the eeriest sense I was being watched.

            “Hello? Cece?” My dad asked in shock.

            “Yeah, where are you?” I asked.

            “Where have you been little girl?” My dad exclaimed in a hateful rage.

            “I was out with my friends for a little bit.” I said trying to hold my tongue.

            “For three days? Bull shit I want to know exactly where you have been!” He shouted. “We’ve been looking all over for you!” His voice could peel back the skin of a bull. I winced.

            “I don’t know. I don’t know okay!” I shouted feeling tears well up.

            “I’m coming home. Don’t go anywhere.” He said gravely before hanging up. I stayed in my room nervously. I felt safe in here.

            The door slammed shut and I jumped out of bed hearing papers fall to the floor. Operator symbols, notes that said “Too late” on them, drawings of hollow eyed creatures and tall skinny figures all danced to the floor. I had no memory of drawing these. How much time had passed? I checked my now charged phone. An hour had gone by. Things were getting bad. I needed Micah. Where the fuck was Micah? Was he okay? My memory was hazy of the abandoned warehouse. I remember the body, I remember him, and I remember Declan and Micah being there. Was anyone else there? My concentration was shattered as my dad burst through my door. His teeth were barred and he slammed the door shut behind him. “We’re not leaving this room until you tell me where you’ve been and what’s going on. You hear me?” He shouted pushing me backwards. The tears spilled out here.

            “Don’t touch me!” I screamed at the top of my lungs.

            “I can and I will!” He struck me across the face and I stared at him coldly. “Where were you?” He asked me collecting himself but with a threatening tone.

            “I don’t know. I can’t remember. I was at the abandoned warehouse of highway E and that’s all I remember.” I spluttered. I couldn’t tell him I went through the ark. No one would understand. “Where’s mom? I want mom!” I screamed. My dad looked at me like I was messed up. Like there was something seriously wrong with me.

            “I wish she was here because maybe she’d know how to handle a little fuck up like you better! What drugs are you on? Who’s giving them to you?” He shouted.