Chapter 8: Rescue Mission

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TW: Violence

I'm walking through the park, discreetly looking for clues. I have the feeling someone is watching me and Logan. I try to ignore it as we walk around the area. Eventually, once dusk comes, everyone leaves the park. Perfect time for me and Logan to investigate.

We don't find much, but we do follow a slight trail, take some pictures, and then call it a night. And by that I mean it's dark out and I have to drag Logan home. I'm pretty sure he's sneaking out to continue searching. But there's not much I can do about that.

The longer I hang out with Logan, the more I realize he either feels nothing, is desperate, or mad. I'm not saying he has no personality, but he just seems different from most of the people in his position that I've met. He's certainly more friendly. But J-Dee and Remus say that's only because he needs me right now. I'm not 100% certain on that, though.

During my free period, I sneak over to the woods, where I see Remus by the rocks.

"Sup," I say, "Ditching?"

"Nope. Free period. You?"

"Same," I say, sitting down.

I'm still really uneasy about ditching, even when it's not a class, but I want to hang out with someone other than Logan, so I'll do it.

"I want to go explore," I say after a few minutes.

The park is behind theses woods, so there might be clues nearby. I'm just grasping at straws at this point.

"Maybe you shouldn't. I heard there's some freaky stuff in there," Remus says.

"And you don't want to go see freaky stuff?" I ask.

That is literally the opposite of Remus. But maybe I shouldn't judge him. Or maybe he doesn't want to come with me and is looking for an excuse. Or maybe he's just sick of me and wants me to go. Yeah, he probably wants me to go.

"Not really," He says.

"Well, then I'm gonna head back. I have homework to do anyway," I say.

I'm going to be cursing myself for hours about this, aren't I?

I go back inside the school, and to the library. It's quiet there, so no one will bother me. I hate it when most people talk to me, even after I joined the Light Sides group. I put in my earbuds, which I don't care if I get in trouble for, and start my homework in a table in the corner. 

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Another night of investigating. This time, I lead Logan to the woods where we search some more. I go back to the tree that I saw way back, that J-Dee turned my attention away from. It looks different, but when I touch it I realize there's just some paper covering what I saw before. I remove it and it's a ladder.

I gesture for Logan to come over, and I climb up. I find myself in a very large treehouse, not unlike the one J-Dee and Remus led me to. I quickly put on the mask that I brought, so I don't get recognized if whoever did this comes back.

"Oh my god, Logan, they're here," I whisper, seeing Roman and Patton in the corner.

Logan looks up, his eyes full of hope. I gesture for him to stay quiet as we sneak in. No one else is around, and they're unconscious. I pull out my pocket knife. They're tied up with some pretty thick ropes.

I walk over to them and start to cut through Roman's ropes. Logan does the same to Patton's.

"Well, well, well. What do we have here?" A voice asks.

I turn around. My heart drops when I see who it is. How could they betray me like this? Then it hits me. They don't know who I am. I'm still wearing my mask and hood. Logan swears under his breath.

"Oooh! Lookit that, the nerd has a dirty mouth! You know what could make it dirtier?" One asks, "My fist, rammed multiple times into your face,"

I don't know where I expected that sentence to go but it was definitely not what I expected.

"Logan, get yourself out of here," I say.

I can handle this, I've done it before. Not very well, but hey, I have experience.

Logan pales but doesn't go immediatly. He grabs Patton, who I guess he untied and makes a run for it. I see one of them go after him, so I grab Patton's chair and chuck it at him. He falls to the ground and doesn't move. I doubt I killed him, though. 

"Oh, you're gonna pay. Or maybe Roman should?" The other asks.

That gets me to pause. I don't want to inflict this onto Roman. I have to get him out of here or die trying. I don't think they actually would kill me, but still.

We've reached a standstill. I can't attack him without knowing he's gonna hurt Roman, and he can't attack me without the help of his friend. But I can't leave without Roman.

"Look, buddy, I really don't want to do this, but-"

"What is going on here?!" A voice asks.

For a second I hope it's someone here to save me, but what she says next proves me wrong.

"I swear, both of you are incompetent! What are you waiting for? Tie him up!" She commands.

He leaps at me. I jump out of the way and he crashes right into the floor. I hear a small snap and figure his nose is broken. His fault. The girl lets out a frustrated groan.

"Why is everyone so USELESS?!"

"Sorry to break it to you, I'm just good. Now, I'll be taking my friend and leaving, if you don't mind," I say.

Spoken with the confidence of a man without confidence. 

"Oh, I do mind. I don't plan on letting you leave, not after you've discovered this," She says, drawing a small knife.

I grab mine too.

"I'm a dead girl walking, aren't I?" I mutter to myself.

At least in the reprise part.

"I'll get rid of you the same way I got rid of that cat-lover boy," She says.

Clearly, she doesn't know he was rescued, which is good for me. But I'm a little worried about what she implies.

"Ha ha. Try me. You're like what, 14? I don't think you're capable of that," I say.

I know how to hit people mentally in situations like this. I don't like to, as this does not help my anxiety at all, but it's fun while the adrenaline is pumping.

"And you look like you're 13," She says.

"Look, I know I'm short but I'm 16, jerk," I say.

No, I'm not. But she can't tell. 

"Let's do this, then," She says.

We stand across from each other, knives out, and ready to fight. 



Yes, I'm leaving you at that dramatic point. Hehehe. Sorry for the slow updates, I don't have an excuse this time. Feel free to leave any thoughts, theories, or feedback in the comments. Have a superb day/night you magnificent peep!

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