Chapter ThirtyFour I sat next to Michael on the flight to Texas, next to him, of course, was Luke and next to him was, of course, Peyton. Once she heard I was going to Texas with them, she threw the biggest tantrum and got Luke to invite her too. I couldn’t help but laugh at her patheticness… or the fact she clearly didn't see the irony of me doing something with Michael that she didn’t know about… The flight was short enough, only a few hours, and when we touched down in Texas, Damon was waiting at the airport to pick us all up. The guys had phoned ahead and told them that we were with them. I imagined one of them, most likely Damon, kicked off because I heard Michael raise his voice during the conversation, but either way, we were here, and I was excited! ‘So, Have you guys continued your… hobby while you’ve been here?’ I asked him, almost in a whisper so the others wouldn’t hear. He just chuckled. ‘Let's not talk about that right now’. He placed his hand on my knee and squeez
Chapter ThirtyFive Once I was settled in the room, which, just like the rest of the house, was huge and amazing, Michael went downstairs for this ‘’group meeting’’ he had called. I offered to be there with him to explain since it was me that Love admitted her confession to, but he thought it best if I wasn’t. He didn’t know how the other guys would react. It seemed like a fair point. … but hours had passed and he hadn’t returned to the bedroom yet. Afew times, I’d gone over to the door and opened it, peering out just to see if I could hear anything, but I couldn’t. It was literally DEAD silent. Michael had a TV in the room, so after a little while I turned it on and flipped through, looking for something to watch, before I settled on one and laid down on the bed, getting comfortable… Someone shaking my shoulder brought me out of my sleep. I hadn’t even realized I’d fallen asleep and didn’t remember doing so, but the bed was so comfortable, I wasn't surprised. ‘Hey, Hey, com
Warning; This chapter contains sexual content. __________________________________________ Chapter ThirtySix After we finished eating dinner, we hung around for a little while and joined in the conversation, but Mike kept his hand on my knee, squeezing it every now and then. I knew he was getting impatient, but I enjoyed that, teasing him without even doing anything. We got onto the conversation of house rules. Peyton and I were told to stay out of certain rooms or away from certain areas of the house, I didn’t want to know why, so didn’t ask. We agreed to that, and Joey… and more importantly Damon agreed to keep their distance from me and Pey, it seemed like a win-win. Luke rounded up all the plates before taking them away, Peyton went with him and Mike laughed, announcing that it was Luke’s turn to wash the dishes tonight. I couldn’t help but smile, again thinking how normal everything seemed. Joey got up and mumbled something about having a late date, and Damon just turned ar
Chapter ThirtySeven Joey’s Point of View Afew hours had passed since dinner and I came back downstairs to see where everyone was. Michael and Ella were nowhere to be seen, Nor were Luke and Peyton. Damon was sitting in the lounge still, the TV was on, but he wasn’t watching it. He was aimlessly scrolling through his phone. I could see his thumbs, moving at such a speed, I doubt he was actually seeing anything before he flipped past it. ‘Hey, What time do you wanna go out? It's getting late’. It was our turn to go out tonight. Mike and Luke went before they went back to LA. Of course, they don’t get another chance while the girls are here. Hell, I don't even know if they know the guys are still killing, but who knows. Not my place or business to know. ‘We will go soon. I just need to go change’. I nodded and he got up and left the room. I went and sat down, waiting, but it didn’t take him long before he was coming back down the stairs with his bag in hand. ‘You think you have
Note: To save any confusion, The paragraphs written with italic (Example: Example) lettering are Michael’s Dream. ***************************** Chapter ThirtyEight Michael’s Point of View. I leaned my head back and let out the puff of smoke. I couldn’t sleep, my brain just wouldn’t switch off, so I love coming and sitting out on the balcony at night when that happens. It's just so tranquil and relaxing. It helps. I looked over my shoulder and saw Ella still fast asleep in the bed. She crashed out a while ago, clearly worn out from our evening's activities. Turning back, I just looked out into the darkness, enjoying the peacefulness of it. This here, this balcony, was my favourite place to come and just.. Be. I finished my cigarette and sparked up another. ‘You wanna be careful, those things will kill you’. I turned quickly, startled by the voice, of course, it was just Ella, but it was so quiet, I was surprised. ‘Yeah, well, there are worse things out there’. She just
Chapter ThirtyNine Micheal’s Point of View I couldn’t get back to sleep, so I went downstairs. I just found myself, passing around, I just.. Couldn't believe it. What are the chances?! What are the FUCKING chances?! This was insane! I heard a door close somewhere and waited to see who would appear, eventually, Luke came walking into view and I instantly relaxed. He stopped when he saw me, completely losing my mind. ‘What’s going on?’ He asked, clearly confused. ‘It's 6 am!’ ‘You won’t believe it!’. I snapped, going and sitting down. He came and joined me, waiting for me to explain what was going on. ‘I was talking to Ella earlier, about something’. ‘Right?’ ‘Did you know she and Peyton have a sister?’ he seemed surprised, but shrugged. ‘No, but what's the issue?’ ‘She’s disappeared. She went away and just.. Vanished. Never came home’. While I could see this was clearly news to him, he didn’t seem all that worried. ‘Well, that sucks but-’. ‘It was us’. I told him
Warning: This chapter contains content that some might find triggering or disturbing! This chapter is also going to be long, so heads up! Enjoy! ------------------------------------------ Chapter Forty Luke’s Point of View We spotted our targets and made our move. Of course, it just started out with glancing over and catching their attention. Making sure they were interested in us, which they certainly seemed to be. We watched them as they looked over and then looked away, giggling, whispering something to each other. We let this go on for a little bit before we went over and decided to make our move; ‘Well, hello ladies, are you having a good night?’ Mike spoke to them first, leaning on the bar, next to them. Coming off a little strong, but it seemed to work, so, whatever, I guess. ‘We are, are you?’ One of them asked him, clearly she was interested. I decided to go with a more shy and laid back approach. I looked at her first and smiled. She smiled back and even under the
Chapter FortyOne Ella’s Point of View I sat on the end of the bed all night. For the first few hours, Mike and Luke were gone, I believed him. I believed what he told me, and that everything was fine. I’d go to bed and wake up in the morning and he’d be home… and then the more I thought about it, the more it didn’t make sense. …and then I realized what was going on. I was so angry, i didn’t know what to do. I didn’t see the point of telling Peyton about my theory, she would just get defensive and we still weren’t on the best of terms right now, but the more I sat and thought about it, the more I convinced myself that I was right. He lied to me, Luke lied to Peyton. They were out there, killing. I stayed there, on the end of the bed, frozen almost, until I heard a car pull up outside and ran to the window. It was them. They were laughing and joking and as I watched them, Luke took off his jacket and tossed it in the boot. They cleaned their hands with something too before clo