You Can't Have Both

Katie Pierce was your popular girl in school. had all the friends, and even the hottest boyfriend. she loved her life and she wished it could stay like that forever.

that was until her and her dad had to move half way around the world just after she finished senior year, forced to leave everything behind she loved.

she promised things to people that she now realises she cant keep. hatred soon grew back in her home town over her, after only a month in her new house.

will she try and regain all friendship with her old friends, or will she create a whole new life in an attempt to forget?


33. chapter thirty-three

"Colton, where are we going?" I asked, my vision pitch black. 15 minutes earlier Colton decided to take away my vision, with a tied bandanna covering both my eyes. 

"You'll see." My eyes may be covered, but I knew he was smirking. I took this time to think about Colton actually being my brother. I mean we did kinda look similar. Our hair colour was roughly the same, though I had more of my mum's coloured hair, but we definately both got our curls from my dad. Dad's nose was shapped like Coltons and he was built like my father. But that was pretty much it.  


I still can't believe I have a brother. 


"We're here." I got pulled out of my thoughts by Colton's cheery voice. His side of the car door opened, and screams and background noises filled the entire car. The car door swung open on my side, and Colton helped me out of the car. He stood behind me and removed the blind fold. 


I blinked a few times, letting my eyes adjust to all the bright lights coming from ahead, before realising where we were. 


"A carnival?" I smirked, Colton walking ahead of me. 


I saw he nodded his head and I jogged up to him. 


Walking into the carnival side by side, I admired the colourful, bright lights that filled my eyes every where I looked. The sound of the children screaming on rides, and the winning alarms from the game stands filled my ears. Colton dragged me over to the first ride of the night. I looked up as we were waiting in line for the tickets, and read the sign. 


The Haunted House. 


A mid 20's looking guy dressed in a scary zombie costume greeted us at the front of the line, allowing us to go into our designated cart. I buckled up and gave Colton a unconvincing smile before the cart began moving. 


We bent around several corners, before out vision became black. The cart slowed down as noises began appearing from behind. I regretfully turned around slowly, and let out a high pitched scream. Colton was laughing at me as I got scared from one of the zombies, which was actually just a worker dressed up. I clenched onto my heart as I regained my breathing to a steady pace. 


"I want to get off." I muttered, folding my shaking arms across my chest. 


We twisted around another corner and this time hands dropped down from the ceiling, dangling in front of my face. I let out another scream while I continuously got laughed at by my brother. 


The last corner we turned around, I felt a hand clasp on my shoulder. I screamed my lungs out as a flash blinded me ahead. 


"Great." I mumbled. "Now I have a photo to relive this horrible ride." 


The doors swung open and I was faced with the same zombie from earlier. He helped me out of the cart because I was shaking to much, before issuing the cart to the next people in the line. Colton walked up to another lady in a seperate booth, collecting the photographic evidence of me being scared shitless. 


"Never again." My voice shaked as I pleaded never to go on another scary ride again. 

"Don't like scary things?" Colton asked, looking down at me as we walked aimlessly through mass crowds of people. The photo clenched in his hands. 

"You think?" I chuckled. 

"Sorry." He mumbled, feeling guilty. 

"It's fine, you didnt know." I reasurred him with a smile. 


Bring on the next ride, I will get him back. 

Join MovellasFind out what all the buzz is about. Join now to start sharing your creativity and passion
Loading ...