We were happy. I thought Xavier's gonna be the guy that I'm gonna be married to. The guy who will grow old with me, for short the guy I wanna settle with for the rest of my life.
But those were just dreams and fantasies. After two long years, we bro...
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Trevor immediately stomp on it, killing the fire.
"Shit, it's a bag of shit!" Trevor said, disgust is visible on his face. I heard Montana gagged.
Then we heard someone outside, they were laughing.
My brows were furrowed in confusion.
"What the fuck?" Trevor said. We slowly walk out of the cabin.
"Jingles! Jingles!" Says the guy wearing a Mr. Jingles mask.
"Who the hell are you?" Trevor asked them, the two guys laughed.
"We're just two Mr. Jingles, duh?" The small guy said. "Been collecting my shit for months" The tall one added.
"You've been collecting your own shit?" Montana asked, disgusted.
"Did you heard weird phone calls lately?" The tall guy teasingly asked while he jingles the prop keys he's holding.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" I asked them.
"It's a tradition, man. On the anniversary of the massacre. Kids will prank stores and restaurants." The tall guy explained. I shook my head in disbelief.
"You fucking towny assholes!" Montana said in rage.
Then suddenly, someone in the same Mr Jingles costume appeared behind them.
"Man, you missed the event" The small guy told the third guy. Who suddenly shows off a small knife. He then stabbed the short guy. I was shocked, I felt Xavier's hand behind my back.
"Pete what the fuck, man?" The tall guy asked, shocked.
"He's not one of them! That's the real Jingles!" Xavier pointed out. I watched the tall guy eye's widened in fear as the real Jingles walk towards him next.
"Go! Go now!" Trevor commanded, we all run and left the guy there. I feel sorry for him, but I can't do anything.
We ran and ran until we reached the lake docks, it's a few steps away from the parking.
We slowly went out of the bushes and walked passed by the boat's storage.
Xavier come in halt. We all looked at him.
"But what about Margaret?" He asked us "We can't just let her die." He added.
"Who gives a shit about Margaret?" Montana said, annoyed at Xavier "Our friend's waiting for us!" She added.
"I already got one person killed. I can stop anyone else from dying and maybe I can make this right." Xavier said, I know what he's feeling. He still blames himself from bringing the whole group in this camp.
"Seriously?" Montana asked.
"You saw what Jingles did to the asshole townies, imagine what he can do to the one person he couldn't kill?" Xavier explained.
"He's right, nobody should be left behind." Trevor said, agreeing with Xavier. "We'll pick up Margaret then meet the others in the parking and Bertie too" Trevor added.
"Who the hell is Bertie?!" Montana asked, annoyed.
"The cook!" I answered.
"You want us to risk our lives for Tammy Baker and the Lunch Lady?" Montana asked Trevor sarcastically. She's my bestfriend and I understand why she wants to get out of here already, but she's getting in my nerves now.
"Chef Bertie is good people" I told Montana. She just stared at me, she was about to speak when we heard the jingling sound of the keys. Xavier pointed at the Boat house right in front of us.
We run inside and hide there. Xavier and I squeezed into one of the upside down boat. When I realized that there's a person under the sheets beside me.
I lifted it up and saw a blonde woman, tied up and with a gag on her mouth. Her mascara was ruined from crying.
I shushed her. "Shh, shh you're okay shh shh" I said, Xavier helped me untie her. She was about to scream but I blocked my hand to her mouth which she bit. I yelped, she run out of the hiding spot. I was about to follow her but Xavier hugged me.
Xavier's eyes are already bloodshot from crying. His lips were pursed into thin lines as he shook his head.
We could see the girl, face to face with Mr. Jingles. I closed my eyes, Xavier hugged me. I heard a very familiar slashing sound. Next thing I knew was Mr. Jingles was walking out of the dock storage.
We stayed there for a minute or more.
When we finally decided that Mr Jingles is nowhere near our perimeter, we snuck our way out. I saw the girl, a broken paddle was in her mouth an exit wound on the back of her head. I cried just seeing her like that. Xavier hugged me.
"No shit" Montana said. Well look at her "Look" She pointed at the blond woman's name tag.
