The Haunted

"Oh Lucinda, if you think this has a happy ending, then you haven't been paying attention." She smirked amused by Lucinda's sense of optimism.

Something has come back to Bishops Green. Something that wants to kill. Something unworldly.
Sixteen year old Lucinda Marcs is cute, fun and looking forward to the start of her Junior year of High School. But little does she know that something evil has made it's way into Bishop's Green, her quaint, seemingly normal town where nothing ever happened.
And when Lucinda finds herself caught up in the mess it's up to her to figure out how to get rid of this evil for good.
But what happens when her best friend becomes a target? Will she be able to save her? Or will she fall with her?


13. Chapter Thirteen:

"I just don't get it." Lucinda exclaimed as she threw herself down on Poppy's bed later that evening. She had forced Poppy to leave town as soon as they'd finished in Gucci. She was too freaked out after what had happened with Brad. "How could he have known my name?" She questioned confused. 

"Luce everyone knows everyone in this town I'm sure someone just told him your name." Poppy explained trying to convince her friend of the most logical explanation. Poppy was more jealous of the fact that Lucinda had managed to have a conversation with the mysterious new kid as it seemed he kept himself pretty private.

Lucinda wasn't convinced it was that simple. She had no idea who this guy was, this was the first time she'd spoken to him. "It's just weird." She sighed. She knew Poppy would always believe the most logical explanation and decided not to push it any further. 

"So do you want the margarita or the pepperoni?" Poppy asked as she looked through the online menu for Milano's Pizza Palace. The best pizza you could buy anywhere. At least that's what everyone from Bishop's Green said. "Hmm I don't mind you pick." Lucinda answered knowing exactly which one her friend wanted. "So margarita it is!" Poppy smiled clicking on the large cheesy pizza.

Poppy closed her laptop after she'd ordered their take out meal and slumped down on the bed next to Lucinda. They stared up at the ceiling, Lucinda counting the fluorescent glow in the dark pink stars that had been stuck on Poppy's ceiling since they were kids. "They said Kyle's body was the same as Alanna's" Lucinda said over the silence, she hadn't mentioned that part to Poppy yet unsure of whether it was the right thing to say. But she desperately wanted someone other than her and Noah to know. Someone who hadn't seen the body.

"What?" Poppy shot up and stared over at Lucinda who stayed lying down. Lucinda closed her eyes and reopened them to see Poppy still staring at her waiting for her to say more. But there was nothing more to say. "Noah asked when we were at the Sheriffs station." She told her friend. "What do they mean by that though? Like same position? Same wounds? Though I don't think Alanna had any wounds." Poppy pushed. "They didn't really go into that much detail but to me it seemed like there were too many similarities between Kyle and Alanna for them to be separate incidents." Lucinda explained. Poppy wasn't sure what to say, if that was true then it meant it really had been murder. These teenagers had died by no accident and the person who'd killed them was out there.

"This isn't good is it?" Poppy asked as Lucinda heaved herself up into a sitting position. Lucinda shook her head and said, "Something doesn't seem right." She told Poppy. Lucinda couldn't help the niggling feeling in the back of her mind that was pointing to one thing and one thing only. It seemed too coincidental that a new kid shows up at school, two teenagers are found dead and he happens to be seen lurking around one of the crime scenes. Plus he'd royally freaked Lucinda out in Gucci earlier. He may be cute but he was also suspicious. 

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Lucinda fell to the floor in a heap at the woman's feet. Her throat felt tight and she choked gasping for breath. She glanced up to see the woman staring down at her grinning from ear to ear; what had she done to deserve this. 

"I will end you." The woman's raspy breath bled harsh words into Lucinda's ears. Lucinda tried to block her out ignoring her vicious words and the laughter coming from the shadows that had emitted from her mouth. She just needed to get out. She stood herself up facing her and said, "not this time." Lucinda forcefully pushed the woman backwards till she fell down to the floor and took off running. She dare not look back in fear she was being chased, she just kept pushing her feet forward. She weaved around the tall oak trees and the thick bushes desperate to get out. It wasn't going to end like this, she promised herself.

She could feel her chest tightening as she pushed herself faster and faster and little clouds of grey escaped her mouth where her breath hit the cold air. But she couldn't stop. She forced her legs faster willing herself to survive. She could just see the opening in the distance, she was so close. She was going to make it. Her legs were aching and her chest was closing in on itself but seeing the exit in the distance pushed her forward. She couldn't give up when she was so close.

"Boo." Her heart slammed in her chest as her legs faltered and she slipped to the ground. Where had he come from. She looked up to see him grinning evilly at her and she pulled herself off the floor. She looked behind her but there was no one there, the woman wasn't following her nor were her evil spirits. She moved to the side to walk around him but he moved with her blocking her path. She stared at him angrily wondering what his game was.

"Hello Lucinda." His voice sent shivers down her spine and not the good kind. His words were laced with ice. What did he want, she thought. "I need to go." She told him attempting to walk around him again but he blocked her quickly. He shook his head chuckling to himself, "I can't let you do that Luce." His use of her nickname made her flinch, he had no right to call her that. "Why not?" She firmly asked hands on her hips. She really wanted to punch the smirk off his face but she didn't.

"You're mine now." He told her. Her eyes widened in shock. She was nobodies, especially not his. Her eyebrows furrowed as the anger burned inside of her. This wasn't happening. "No, I am not!" She told him through gritted teeth. Instead of walking around him she began to walk forward ignoring the fact he was right in front of her. He began to walk backwards keeping in time with her pace. He was trying to intimidate her. And she wasn't having it.

She reached her hands out in front of her and pushed against his chest forcing him backwards. He merely shuffled backwards before regaining his position. It hadn't worked the way it had with the other woman. 

She stared him down intensely hating the grin that wouldn't leave his face. "Oh Lucinda, don't look at me like that." He said reaching his hand up to stroke her cheek softly. She gulped loudly the feeling of his hand making her want to scream and run but she couldn't. She pushed his hand away abruptly and said, "Don't touch me." He smirked finding the situation funny which only aggravated Lucinda more. 

"What do you want?" Lucinda asked. He pushed his hands into the pockets of his jeans and said, "I want you Lucinda." His words felt like ice running down her back. She didn't want him that was for sure. But this time she smirked mostly in disbelief at the balls he had on him. "You can't leave Lucinda." He told her firmly. 

"I won't let you." He said and everything changed. 

The sky above Lucinda began to thunder and a few sparks of lightening could be seen between the clouds. The wind around them picked up to a harsh, rough gale making Lucinda's hair fly around her face. She looked around to see emptiness in the woods. Then she looked back at him and his eyes were burning a bright red. A fiery depth hidden beneath that cute exterior. What the hell was this guy, she thought. His grin widened showing his teeth and he moved forward. Closer to her, touching her. He had her and she couldn't get away.

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