I went home, having gone to the pharmacy later than expected. I set the bag down in the dining room and walked into the kitchen, I could here my ma talking to someone, there was only one phone in the house and it was in its slot, my father was away on business. I slowly approached the kitchen, I could here a child’s whisper, “its lonely down here Mary, and so cold.” I froze and pressed myself on the wall by the door way on the outside of the kitchen, that voice sounded like something horrifying, like six kids talking at once in a sinister tone. my mother leaned over the kitchen sink, “what do you want me to do about that?” she answered back. I think I'm going nuts.
“HUSH! She’s coming!” they said as I entered the room. my ma quickly tried to act natural and whipped around to face me.
“I got that stuff you wanted from Keene’s, Ma.” I said acting natural. I tried my hardest not to act as if I hadn’t just caught her talking to the sink. “thank you Susie, why don’t you run along now, okay?” she asked me.“Okay Ma.” and so I grabbed my key’s again and drove down to the quarry.
I needed fresh air and time to think.
I had just seen the weirdest shit you could see, how would I handle this?
I heard wild laughter followed by the clinking crash of breaking bottles.
I recognized the laughter right away having grown up with it nearly all my life, many things about us change but our laughs do not. Henry was whooping and hollering with Belch and Vic.
I decided to walk over to them, Belch and Vic weren't nearly as snockered as Henry, who was teetering and tottering around until he spotted me.
"Well how you doing hot stuffff?" Henry slurred. I blushed wildly.
"What brings you here?" Henry asked throwing an arm around my shoulder. I'm not sure I liked this Henry, the sober side was a locked box that was welded together and the drunk side seemed to be that one bowl of candy on Halloween that says 'take one!'
"I came here to think but I see that there is already something going on, so I'll leave." despite Henry's objections I left and started driving off towards Neighbolt and Jackson. Neighbolt was always a creepy ass house. Everyone in town knew about it and told their children to stay away from it.
I always got a creepy feeling everytime I passed that house.
During that night, I had tossed and turned all night. I had finally drifted off at one and was crudely awakened by small cold hands. I bolt up right in my bed and my eyes land on a gastley sight. Betty stood in front of me, dead and pale looking, like she had cyanosis. "Come with me Susie, I have to show you something, its literally life and death, for you." she said pulling on me and trying to get me up. All I could do is stare, is this real? "Come on Sue, get your fat ass up. I'm serious. Get the fuck up. Hurry before Mama wakes up." I decided to get up and slide my feet in my slippers. We walked to her room which was the first room by the stairs. It was princess pink and the polar opposite of my boy blue room filled with books, art stuff ,and exploring stuff. Betty's room was filled with girly things and posters of Bryan Adams and New Kids on The Block posters plastered onto the walls. The air was stagit and old as if dust was taking its place. The room looked the way she had left it.
She pointed to her Photo journal and then told me to read it. "Inside that is proof that crazy shit happens in town," Betty whispered. "And proof of what happened to me, don't trust the Folks, invest in door lock. Don't give them a chance to do you like they did me. Please promise me that I won't see you until its time?" she asked me. I teared up. "Bets please don't go, I miss you."
"Sue promise me." "I-I promise." I whispered and then she hugged me tight.I held her equally as tight and before she left she whispered, "Save Henry. He needs to be saved." I shook my head. "I've been trying. He refuses my Help." she smiled and shook her head. "He doesn't want you to see him as weak." and then she left. Not long after that I leaped back to my room. Mom was on her sleeping pill tonight so I wouldn't have to worry about her. But why would Betty warn me against her? Ran into my closet and locked the door.
I began flipping through the pages intently.
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