In Between The Trees

I told her not to go, in between those trees were things that you wouldn't even see in your nightmares. But she did anyways, and now it's up to me to find her. I made a promise that if she left that I would come back for her...and I do not break promises.


9. Chapter 8. Sometimes one small trip can turn into a nightmare

I stepped into the small building, aligned with many small stalls. On the other side of the building there were curtains. So on one side there were toilets and the other side there were showers. Nice.

I went into the very first curtain, trying to get in and out as fast as I could. About 10 minutes go by and as soon as i'm finishing up putting my socks and shoes on, about to leave, someone comes in the small building.

It sounds as if they are just using the bathroom but still, I can't risk someone seeing me in the building without a guard following my every move.

I open the curtain up once I know the person is out of sight and in the stall. I grab my duffel bag but as soon as I go to open the door to head out, the person comes out of the stall.

It’s Savannah…

“Savannah?” I asked hesitantly.

“Um, yes that is my name but who are you?” It was a smart remark, something Savannah would say. I just laughed slightly knowing that she was joking. I walked towards her and threw my arms up in the air, attempting to give her a hug before she backed up with a confused look, completely leaving me in the dirt.

“Savannah? It’s been 6 months, don't you miss me?” I said with a little more attitude then I meant.

“Listen lady I don't know who you are, all I know is your that freak killer that they brought into the camp. Now if you could move out of the way so I could wash my hands, that would be pleasant.” She said back, leaving me so confused, more confused than I was when she went missing. She was rude when she said it. No sympathy whatsoever. She nudged her way past me, going to the sinks. I didn't turn around, I didn't even say a single word when I left the building.

My eyes stung as the tears tried to come out. I walked back into Soria’s tent. Tear marks now glued to my cheeks. My eyes puffy and red. I threw my duffel bag down onto the bed and sat right next to it. Soria clearly didn't even notice my appearance, neither did Roscoe. I took my too long sleeves and pushed them against my eyes trying to stop the tears, once again.

My best friend just totally demolished me.


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