Trigger Warning

Manipulation

Sexual Assault

Death by drowning

Mentions of suicide

(Most of the story will be Hazel’s POV now, but I will tell you if it changes)

I really don’t know what to do now, I literally just caused the death of three people. Where do I go? Where am I supposed to be? Who am I really? I need the answer to all of these questions, but no matter how much I ask God, he won't answer. I’m honestly giving up on praying. It’s not like he’ll bring those people back to me anyway, but I still have a trickle of hope for some reason. 

Speaking of trickle, it started to rain, just my luck. Maybe I should just leave, it’s all my fault anyway, all of it, my fault.

My fault 

My fault

My fault

My-

“Hello?”

“Huh?”

“Are- are you  lost? We could help you.”

Two women came up to me, both holding umbrellas and wearing different colored raincoats. They looked worried as they stared me down- but I would just be a bother to them. “I’m not lost, I’m just enjoying the rain.” The smaller one, who had dirty-blonde hair that looked very unnatural, began to look more worried. “Are you sure? You looked banged up,” She said looking at my knees. Oh yeah, I fell while running over here, I always fall at the same spot every time I come to the lake. “Oh that, I just fell on the way over here, like always, but I promise, I’m fine.” A promise. I have never broken a promise so quickly.

“At least let me give you an umbrella before we leave, I don’t want you to get sick.” The taller one said. “Why do you care about me so much, I’m fine.” Well that just slipped out, why did I say that? “You might get hurt. I’m sorry if we’re scaring you, but knowing that something happened to you, hurts,” the smaller one said. I just couldn’t help it. I bursted into tears, just like that. The girls tried to help me calm down but I just kept pushing them away. They might get hurt like the other ones did.

I couldn’t feel anything, it’s like my whole body went numb. I felt so weak and helpless, like I couldn’t kill a fly. I was soft and heartbroken, I needed somebody. Anybody. My eyes began to grow weak as I passed out in one of their arms, I felt like shattering, dying and praying I would be born into a better life. Alas, I didn’t die, instead I woke up in a small bedroom with a towel on my head. Seems like I did catch a cold, but that didn’t matter. I was in someone’s house and that person is in potential danger because of me.

I could smell something coming from what I assume is the kitchen. I don’t think it’s my schizophrenia because usually I would smell burning, sulphurous smells, or gas but what I smelt was nice and home-like:

“Pancakes.”

“Oh- good morning!” The girls I met earlier were making breakfast together in the small kitchen, the kitchen was quite small so I assume that this was an apartment. They were both wearing aprons covered in flour and other powdery substances- it made them look like moms that just had a big food war. “Good morning? Why am I here?” What kind of fucking question is that? “Oh- well, you kinda passed out and we didn’t want to leave you laying there so we brought you back to our place.” The taller one said. I didn’t want to get them involved and now I have them more involved than before, how lovely.

“Putting that aside, my name is Cleveland Pike and shortie over there is Shanna.” Cleveland joked, annoying her friend besides her. “Shut up! Anyway, what’s your name?”

“Hazel, Hazel- um.” Should I tell them my last name? No. No I shouldn’t. “Just Hazel.”

“Alright ‘Just Hazel’ breakfast is almost done. After we eat, we’ll talk.” Cleveland said, mixing the ingredients in the bowl. Wait, talk? I can’t talk, they’ll know, they’ll die just like the others. “Oh, alright, I’ll sit in the living room until it’s time.” “Do as you please.” Quietly, I made my way to the front door, making sure I opened it as quietly as possible- “Oh? Damn, how’d you know I was here- wait, who are you?” I was met at the door by a very tall male who was wearing a long, brown trench coat and seemed to be holding flowers in his hands. “OH! Um- the girls in there helped me out yesterday, let me stay the night. Who are you?” The man began to smile as he said, “I’m Shanna’s amazing boyfriend, Tre, what’s your name, little girl- boy?” Is it not obvious? “I’m a girl and my name is Hazel.”

The man held his hand out to shake my hand, to which I ignored. “They’re in the kitchen.” He stared at me for a second, what a weirdo. “Thank you!” He is unbelievably loud. Tre began to walk to the kitchen to probably surprise Shanna, this would be a good time to leave without anyone noticing, but as I was about to leave, I felt something vibrate in my pocket.

Lesly. Lesly was calling me. I have to let it ring out, better yet, I’ll destroy my phone when I get leave. I put my phone back in my pocket and opened the front door- “Hazel! Food’s done!”

What. The. Fuck.

“Huh- coming!” Whatever. I’ll leave later.

I made my way to the table, seeing the girls and that one guy, whatever his name is, set the table. Quietly, I sat down at the table and waited for them to hand me my plate. I haven’t eaten in forever so I ate my food very quickly, not caring how weird I look. “You seem hungry, do you get fed at home? Do you have a home?” Cleveland said. I guess I do look pretty homeless don’t I. “It’s a yes for both of those questions, I just- it’s just really good food.”

Shanna’s eyes light up. “See?! At least someone likes my fucking food Cleveland ‘Puss’!” “HUH?! I never said I didn’t like it and kind of name is that?” “Girls, please calm down. There’s a child.” The whole table began to argue as I left and headed to the room I woke up in.

Time skip

It was about midnight and everyone was fast asleep by now except me. I couldn’t sleep, I needed to leave. I got out of bed and made my way to the front door, just to once again be stopped by that ‘Trevor’ guy. “Where are you going? It’s late, at least leave in the morning.” He sounded very genuine and caring, but I needed to leave, now. “I can’t stay because-” Think, think, dammit think. “It’s about to be 24 hours, meaning my mother can file a missing person report and if they find me here, you three could be in trouble.” Tre sighs in defeat. “True, alright, I’ll drive you home, I’ll meet you at the car.” He gets up and walks off into another room as I run out to the car, finally, I’m finally leaving.

Tre walks out and unlocks the door, I get into the car and tell him the address. We leave almost immediately and I almost jump out of my seat, this bitch can’t drive for shit. He’s swerving and speeding, almost like he’s the one in trouble, trying to get away from the cops. Away. Away- wait. This isn’t the right way to my house. We arrive at the lake where I originally met the girls, why are we here?

Tray and I get out of the car, looking around. “This is it right?”

“What?”

“The place where you met them, right? I didn’t get it wrong, did I?”

“No- What is going on? Are you alright-” I get pinned to his car, feeling something tug at my shirt. I couldn’t get words out of my mouth because he immediately shoved his tongue in my mouth, biting my lip while he tried to take off my pants. I’m going to get raped because I’m weak. Why? Why me? I began to cry as I tried to scream. I could fight back, he was so much stronger and taller than me as I’m only 14 and 5’3 compared to someone who is 21 and 5’11. I might just die here.

“Shut up!” He was going to slap me, but I never felt his hand touch my face, instead something sprayed on my face. I was blood. He was screaming as his whole arm dropped to the floor, spilling out whatever blood it had in it.

“Sorry for being late, my child-” “WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?!”

It was the woman again, the one responsible for killing my friend and her mother, standing there slouched over. It grabbed the man forcely by the hair and dragged him to the water while he was held onto the area where his arm used to be. Without hesitation, she forced his head underwater, drowning him, and then leaving him to lay there. She began to approach me, but I quickly ran off into the city that was surrounding the lake.

Another one. One after another, dead. I couldn’t- I couldn’t live anymore. Not after this.

HOLY SHIT that took FOREVER. I really hope you enjoyed this one, cause it took hours!

Fun fact:
In my dream, Tre went further than just assaulting her before Mother came, and I had to see it all :D

The ghost had a name in my dream, but sadly, I forgot about it, so I call her ‘Mother.’

Word count - 1647 - Wow