unexpected • robin buckley

⇾ Chapter Two: I'm calling the cops

"Eddie. Eddie Munson. You two are friends, right?" I ask, playing the character down to a T.

"Yeah, yeah we're friends." Gareth replies

"So..do you know where he is? It would be really unfortunate if you didn't, since I drove pretty far.." I say, looking back at my car

"Oh no- um. I don't know exactly where he is..but.." Gareth hesitates

"But what?" I ask, furrowing my eyebrows

"Y'know what, I'll just tell you. Sometimes, Eddie stays at this drug dealers house, his name is Reefer Rick." Gareth says, whispering the last part

"Do you know where this, 'Reefer Rick' might live?" I ask him, eager to leave

"Well, I don't. But I can call someone who does," Gareth says, pointing to the phone in his living room.

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Meanwhile, the basketballers were still at Benny's. Jason was filling everyone in on what was going on with Chrissy.

"Eddie Munson." Jason says as he points at an old yearbook photo.

"Isn't he in that satanic cult, Hellfire or something?" Ryan asks

"Exactly. The cops, they said that Chrissy went to him, to buy drugs." Jason says

"Drugs? No," Patrick comments, knowing Chrissy would never buy drugs.

"That's what I said, Chrissy would never touch that shit. They wouldn't even show her parents her face." He says

"I don't know what this freak did to Chrissy, but he did something sick." Jason says

"Probably sacrificed her, drained her blood for the devil, Satanists do that! " Andy says, thinking

"That's what I'm saying. It's this cult he's in." Jason says, glad the team is agreeing

From the corner of the room, Lucas speaks up. "Hellfire isn't a cult.." He says. The team turns to him, with strange looks on their faces.

"It's...It's just a D&D club." He says, receiving blank stares from the team.

"D..D&D? Dungeons and Dragons?" Lucas adds, still hopeless, "It's like a..It's like a game. It..It's fantasy!"

"And how exactly is it you know all of that, Sinclair?" Andy asks, walking up to him. Andy's always thought something was off about the Freshman, maybe know he would be proved right.

"Uh...well, it's my sister! Yeah, she's like...she's like, a total nerd. You know?" Lucas says, coming up with a lie on the spot, secretly hoping this won't affect Erica.

"Yeah," Andy says, slightly disappointed.

"Nerds? Like, she plays a lot sometimes--" Lucas adds, being interrupted by Jason

"I'm sure you sister isn't killing people, right? But I've read the wrong person plays this game, it can- it can warp their mind. They confuse fantasy and reality, and innocent people die. I mean it's been happening all over the country, it's an epidemic!" Jason says

"Yeah, I've read about that shit. It's real." Patrick says adding to Jason's statement.

"And I think Eddie...He's the wrong type of person, right?" Jason starts building onto his theory, walking around the room. "You know, he got lost. He thought Chrissy was just a part of his...his sick game. And chances are, he's still in the game. Meaning--"

"He's gonna kill again," Ryan says, completing his sentence.

"But not if we can help it. Would Chrissy want us to just stand by? While the cops go around, pursuing some bullshit leads, spreading rumours saying she's some druggy?"

"No!" The team responds

"No, she's want us to go out there! She's want us to do something about it, wouldn't she?!" Jason yells, standing on a chair

"Yeah!" Everyone says

"Then let's go hunt some freaks!"

"Yeah!"

"For Chrissy!"

"Yeah!"

"Lets go!"

"Yeah!"

The team yells and hollers as Jason lights the Hellfire club poster on fire.

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"So, the address is 2121 Holland Road?" Gareth says, as I stand by him with my arms crossed

"Thanks a lot buddy, call you later," He says, hanging up the phone. "I'm not sure if the infamous 'Reefer Rick' is home, or if Eddie's there. But here." Gareth passes me a post-it with the address written on it in scribbly handwriting.

"Thanks so much, you're a lifesaver," I say to Gareth, smiling.

I turn around and walk to the door, smiling at him before I close it behind me then run to my car.

It's already dark out, but I recognise the street name. I'm pretty sure that Holland Road is right by Lovers Lake, which would be the perfect place to hide.

The drive isn't that long, especially since I know a shortcut. Once I arrive, I see the mailbox is labeled "Lipton". For some reason, there's a car parked out front that I swear I've seen before. Before I leave my car, I grab a knife from my glove compartment, and put it into the waistband of my skirt.

It's pitch black outside, so I can't see anything, except for a light on in front of a shed that's behind the house. Since there's a light on, I decide to check there first. But as I approach, I start to hear people talking from inside.

"And she just, like, hung there," I hear a male voice say "in the air. And her bones..uh, she.." the person winces. Is this Eddie, describing what he did to Chrissy?

"Her bones started to snap...her eyes, man. It...It was like there was something, like, inside her head, pulling. I...I didn't know what to do, so I...I ran,"

I hold my hands up to my mouth, in disbelief. How could someone do this? I look through a foggy window and see what seems to be Eddie, surrounded by others. I grab my knife from my hand, ready to barge in.

"3...2...1." I think before I burst through the door.

"Holy shit!" Someone yells, jumping out of the way

I dart to Eddie and shove him against the wall, the knife to his throat.

"What did you do to Chrissy!? You're a monster, you know that!? She was my friend, my best friend! And you- you took her away!" I yell, choking on a sob. 

"I'll kill you Eddie Munson, just like you killed Chrissy," I say, pressing the knife deeper

"Phoebe?!" I hear a voice say from behind me. I turn my head, still holding the knife, and see Steve Harrington, Robin from Family Video, Max Mayfield, and some random freshman.

"Steve!? Robin!? You guys are in on this cult shit!?" I say, in disbelief, dropping the knife and lowering my hands to my sides.

"That's it, I'm calling the cops." I say, on my way out the door, this is too much drama for one day.

"Wait! We-we can explain." Robin says, grabbing my arm.

I turn around and take a deep breath. "You better make it quick," I say

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