My Reality Is Twisted ~Book 2 of the 'Reality' series*~

Chapter 1:

"For the people still following the updates on Carson Mandeli and Justin Canita, this seems to remain unknown, we apologize to both families but we sadly have no trace on who could have done this."

I looked at the tv, not in shock but in dismay to see that this mystery- not even - all the mysteries of the 'unsolved' cases still haven't been solved. Especially since this one has been going on for almost a year now, which is he longest it's gone, before they called it off.

Then I received a text from Juniper, no surprise there.

Texts:

Juniper: Dude we should look into this one

Me: idk

Juniper: cmon you know it's my thing

Me: we could possibly die

Juniper: nah

Me: Covering their tracks this good idk..

Juniper: I'll be over in 3

I put down my phone and just sighed.
He's always getting himself into this stuff, and I can see why, it's in his blood- Literally- considering the fact that his mother is a detective.

I heard a knock at the door

"It's unlocked!"

He waltzed in and went straight to my kitchen, taking out a box of pizza

"So what are we gonna do?"

"Contact the original people, the victims."

"Like they're going to want to talk to a bunch of 17 year olds about how they almost died."

"I mean yeah but this could be a win for our blog."

Here's a fact about us, we have this blog public to anyone, Juniper made the website and since we're close he asked me to partner with him.

"Yeah But isn't this too fast, I mean we've never done this before, usually we just binge watch the news and people's takes."

"No, it's just right."

"We probably should let the police deal with this whole thing, you know since it's their job."

"Come on, how fun would it be to talk to the actual victims?!"

"Like they'd want to talk about being kidnapped."

"Come on."

"We don't even know where they live!"

"Actually I do, come on let's go it'll be fun."

"Okay But your asking the questions."

"Bring your camera," he said with a mouthful of cereal.

I got up off the couch and turned off my flat screen tv, and started walking to my room. Juniper followed.

"Still haven't got rid of those curtains."

I just looked at him, making a frown, then I turned around and laughed

He went to the trash can and then threw out the pizza crust, then we walked out the door

then he took the keys of his white Mercedes and started the car.

I locked the door, set the alarm, and hopped in his car, studying the cup holders filled with gum wrappers.

"Still haven't cleaned your car, have you?"

He looked at me and laughed before backing out of my driveway

"Okay so do you know where we're going?"

"Yes..Maybe not exactly, but I know the area."

"This is probably the scariest thing I've ever done so far."

"Relax, were not meeting up with a serial killer, and besides, my mom said I should take action in stuff I want to be done."

"She wasn't referring to this."

"Just look out the window."

I rolled my eyes and stared at the window, watching as the buildings lessened, and the road grew empty and longer.

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"Wake up, we're here."

I looked out the window to see a single house practically in the middle of nowhere.

"This doesn't seem safe.."

"This is where all the action happened! Hurry take a picture!"

"Dude..."

I stared at the empty house, walls looking dim and old.

A single oak tree stood next to the house, with a makeshift tire swing

"This place gives me an eerie feeling.."

"It's fine," Juniper said slowly approaching the house

I followed close behind, I mean who knows what could be out here..

There was some caution tape blocking the door and we just ducked under and went inside

We saw a dining room table with a chair completely flipped over, and we saw a hallway with a very dim light

"I feel like we're in a horror movie, I don't think I like this place."

"Camille come on."

"I think I'm going back to the car.."

"Fine then," he said tossing me the keys, and I turned to leave the house heading back to the car

I sat in there for a good while listening to music and checking my feed on Instagram, and then I heard a scream

Startled, I ran out of the car and into the house holding my pocket knife

"Juniper?!"

I waited by the entrance, only to hear nothing

"Juniper?! Are you Okay?!!"

He wasn't answering...

I then gathered up the courage to go down the hallway and check out the rooms

Three doors each leading to three very different scenarios.

I opened the one door and just found a bed and an open window, and I heard the leaves rustling outside which made me feel safe but only for a split second before realizing Juniper was missing

I then walked inside the room to find a hidden door, which was hard to spot but I could by the paint difference

"Juniper..?"

I then noticed how this door seemed to have never been opened, recently, considering how it looked just like a slaughterhouse scene inside, and that there was no police tape

"Oh my g-"

I screamed as somebody pushed me into the room and I fell on the bloodstained floor...