Salmon tapped her fingers against the wooden picnic table outside her trailer waiting for Rosie. They were supposed to have met up a while ago. They should be hanging out by now. She figured that Rosie’s mom had given her a chore or something to do before she left for Salmon’s place.
“Wait…” Salmon thought. “Didn’t her parents leave for town? I’m pretty sure she’s all alone tonight…”
Maybe she had diarrhoea or something.
She just hoped nothing bad had happened to her.
Rosie sprinted across the beach and down the path. She didn’t stop until…
“Holy crap!” a guy’s voice yelled, startled.
Rosie took a step back and looked up at the man she had run into. It was Rupert. She breathed a sigh of relief.
“Oh, it’s you,” Rosie breathed heavily.
“Rosie? Are you okay?” Rupert asked cautiously.
Rosie couldn’t take it anymore. She collapsed onto Rupert, both fright and exhaustion overcoming her. She started to cry. Rupert just held her and stroked her hair as she wept.
“S-s-sorry,” she stammered as she sobbed into his shirt.
“It’s okay, Rosie. It’s not your fault,” Rupert whispered soothingly.
Rupert held her until she had stopped crying and caught her breath.
“Are you alright?” he asked, pulling her back and looking straight into her eyes.
“I think so,” Rosie said softly. The memory of the shadow rushed back to her and the tears threatened to return. She fought against the urge to cry.
“Do you want to tell me what happened,” Rupert asked quietly as he pulled her down beside him on the sand, still holding her gently.
Rosie explained to him exactly what happened; the shadow, the fog, her blood-curdling scream, right up until she ran into him.
“And that’s it, I guess,” she finished with a shuddery sigh.
“Wait, you screamed? I didn’t hear anything,” Rupert said, a concerned look on his face. “Are you sure you’re alright?”
Rosie had a feeling that Rupert thought she was going insane. She wasn’t even sure if he believed her.
“I suppose. I should probably head back now too. I was supposed to meet up with Salmon a while ago.”
“Okay, well at least let me walk you over there,” Rupert replied. He pulled her up and kept one arm around her the whole way over to Salmon’s trailer.
“Thanks Rupert, for everything,” Rosie said softly as she walked towards Salmon’s.
Rupert grabbed her hand, suddenly. Rosie whirled around, panic clouding her face.
“Wow, you’re really freaked out. I just wanted to tell you that if anything happens, you should come and tell me,” he said calmly.
“Thanks, I will.”
Rupert smiled at Rosie as she walked across the grass. She blushed as she thought of how nice he was to her tonight.
“I should see scary things more often,” Rosie thought. Then she remembered the look of the shadow as it got blown away with the wind. She ran the last few steps to Salmon’s door.