Very slowly, I moved, taking little steps towards Nathan. He notices me and then points the gun at my head.
"Stop moving!"
I put my arms up in defense, frightened.
"Stay where you are!"
I stayed completely still, not wanting my head to get blown off. Corey being here would just be perfect right now. But he wasn't.
"Now you two get side by side. Or we are going to have complications."
Walking over to Michael was hard because it felt as if my legs were weighing me down. Keeping me from being able to walk. I grabbed ahold of his hand, trying to be brave in this situation. Just remember that I was tough and not weak. There was no reason to be afraid right now. Closing my eyes, I take a deep breath.
"Go in the direction where I point my gun. If any sudden movement, you're brains are getting blown out. Do you understand?!"
"Yes. Aiden, you don't have to do this."
"I Do. You killed my friends. Now you will suffer the consequences. By the end of tonight, you'll both be dead."
He hasn't mentioned Corey at all. That just made me fear the worst. Corey was a tough guy, he was alright. Aiden probably just got away from him is all.
"Go that way."
When none of us moved, he pointed his gun to the sky and fired a warning shot.
"Move!"
That was most likely the shot that brought Corey to us. If only he could hear it. We could really use him. Aiden kept the gun pointed at us as we kept walking. We we're going the opposite away from home. There's no way he could find us now. He'd have to be one hell of a tracker. That was not one of his specialties. Aiden stopped us as we came across a river bank. He was distracted trying to find a way across. While he was doing that, Michael went over to him. Aiden saw him and aimed his gun at him. Before he could move it to face Michael's head, Michael grabbed ahold of him, pushing his arm upwards as the gun fired. Aiden yelled his head off, trying to get out of the tight grip Michael had on him. He squeezed his hand, breaking it and making the gun fall into the river with a splash.
"Ahhhh!"
"Get him, Michael! Kill him!"
It was exhilarating as I watched him grab his leg and drag him over into the water. No matter how hard he kicked and flung his arms around, he was not getting away. Michael was out to kill. He grabbed his head, pushing him face-first into the water. Aiden flailed his arms, trying to get a breath of air. With no luck, his whole body went limp as Michael drowned him.
"Good job, Mikey."
It's been awhile since I called him by that nickname. Don't think he really minded it.
"You just saved us."
I go up to him and give him a kiss where his lips would be on his mask. It was quite filthy, but I didn't mind. I didn't mind a lot of things.
"Not dead yet, are we, Mikey?"
Not feeling afraid anymore, I brought up my hand, grabbing ahold of his mask. I slid it off his head with little to no ease. He let me do just that. Leaning up I take his lips into mine. He slid his tongue across my lower lip, begging for entry. Opening my mouth, he stuck his tongue in fighting for dominace. Tripping on a rock sent us both to the ground in the water. Michael was flat against me, and I could feel his hard on again pressing against me. A moan slipped from my mouth as he rutted against me trying to relive some preassure.
"Mikeeeeey. I love you so much."
"Y/n!"
A loud shot interrupted the moment as Michael slipped his mask back on and got up. That voice sounded like it belonged to Corey.
"Corey?!"
"Y/n! Where are you?"
"At the water."
The way the water rushed down stream, carrying a whole damn tree with it, was quite loud. This was risky because it appeared to be a straight drop in if you got close enough. The way the current moved, there was no way to pull yourself out. I stood up, drenched in water, looking around for Corey. Moments later, he appeared in front of us, panting.
"The boy. Did you get him?"
Looking back to where Nathan's dead body was, it was gone. The current must have taken it.
"Michael got him. What happened to you?"
"Ah, it's not a big deal. I don't get how he got out of the basement because he didn't come up the stairs at all."
"That's strange. Maybe there's a secret passageway or something."
"That'd be damn awesome if there was. I think we should all head back."
"Yeah, good idea."
I really wanted to get Michael a ring too. Nathan didn't have a ring on him, so I'm going to check the other two bodies to see if they have one. The way back was fairly silent except for the birds' chirping and the squirrels' chittering. There was no way I was ever leaving here. This was my dream place. It wouldn't be if Michael wasn't here. There was this burning passion I had for him that would never go away. And I knew he felt the same way about me. Nothing could ever keep us apart now. Our love for each other was way too strong.
"You ok, Y/n?"
"Yeah, I'm fine."
Once we got back home, I was expecting the house to be full of blood, but it wasn't.
"Thanks for cleaning the house."
"It was the least I could do. For all you've done for me."
I might as well check out the basement. It's not like I have anything else to do now. Opening the door, darkness greeted me. As I walked down the steps, I pulled the string, turning the lights on. The basement was just a square space about 20 by 20 feet with the staircase in the middle. There had to be a secret entrance somewhere. But I had no idea where to start looking. Looking around, dust was scattered on almost every single household item. This needed a heavy cleaning to make it look decent down here. Looking closely at the walls, I noticed an uneven piece of brick on the far right wall, around in the middle. It was sticking out like it wanted to be taken out. Placing my hands around it, I pull it out. There was a string inside. Pulling the string, the wall started opening beside me to the left, revealing a dark, creepy passageway. The steps looked looked like they desended forever. This was probably the worst idea I've ever had, but I was going to do it anyway. I took a deep breath, and I finally moved myself to the first step. It went straight ahead, so there were no winding stairs. Taking another step, and my eye had finally adjusted to the darkness before me. It was only about 15 steps. It only looked like it went on forever because of the darkness. A white switch in visible sight sat on the wall to my right. When I flipped it, the old, dusty lightbulbs on the ceiling came on. About 5 feet apart. The light was not bright at all; it was only visible enough to see about 4 feet in front of me at a time.
Continuing my way through, it was all straight ahead; there were no other ways to turn. After about a minute of walking, the tunnel is blocked off with a ladder and what appears to be a trap door. Climbing up the ladder, I lift the door upward, peeking my head outside. What surprised me was seeing another cabin. This one was way smaller in size. More for a single person. The front had a patio with a rocking chair beside the front door. This was so weird. Coming up out of the tunnel, I take a quick look at my surroundings before going to the house. There was nothing else in sight except for trees everywhere. There's no way someone would just leave this house here with a secret tunnel leading to another house. Something weird is going on, and I was going to get to the bottom of it. Back home, I never paid attention to things around the house; maybe I can find pieces that connect to reveal who lived in both of these houses. I'm going to go back to get Corey before I go in there. Maybe there was a serial killer watching me from the window. The thought terrified me as I made my way back home through the tunnel. Someone could have grabbed me, and Michael would never see me again. Yeah, Corey is coming, whether he likes it or not.
Going back up stairs I let the passage way open as I couldn't find a way to close it back up.
"Corey, where are you?"
He wasn't in the kitchen or living room.
"Corey!"
Noticing his door was shut he was probably in there.
"Are you in your room?"
"Yes, sorry. Come in."
I enter Corey's room to see him looking through drawers. I spot a picture frame on the dresser. Inspecting it freaked me out as there was a person wearing all black with a buck's head.
"What the fuck is this?"
"I don't know, I found it inside the drawer."
Picking it up, I flipped it over. The initials read "E.V"
"Hmmm. E.V..... We have all the time in the world to figure out this mystery."
I slapped the frame back on the dresser.
"So, I found out how that person got out."
"Nice, let's go."
"Seems like you're excited about this."
"Hell yeah, I am. Race you!"
Corey was already out the door and down into the basement. He, of course, beat me.
"Did you see where Michael went?"
"Nope. Probably went to kill stupid people around here."
I laugh at his response as he notices the wall.
"How did you do that?"
"The brick was pushing out, and there was a string behind it that I pulled, opening that."
"That's some crazy shit, Y/n."
"You first."
"What? Too chicken?"
"No, I've already been through it. Come on, go."
I followed behind Corey as he stopped every second over a small noise.
"Corey, it will take us a year to reach the end at this point."
He picked up his speed, not wanting to take any longer. Once we got to the ladder, Corey made me go up first. Once we were both out, he saw the small cabin. Corey runs up to it and tries to open the door. He messes around with it a few more times before going to the window beside the door opening it. It went straight up.
"I found us a way in."
Corey went in first. Then I did. Now it was time to put this mystery to rest.