Chapter 4

I let out the loudest most high pitched scream of my life... My eyes was never going to unsee this.

Blake and everyone came rushing into my room.

  All over my room was pictures of me from the last two days, And the severed head of one of my best friends Anna. She had a look of pure terror on her face the once vibrant woman with striking Brown eyes was now pale and had dual lifeless eyes starering into mine. Her long chocolate brown hair was matted with blood.

I than noticed the dripping on my face I looked up and let out a silent scream. There on my ceiling was her skin nailed as if it was a bear skin rug.

I think I am going to go nuts. My mind was trying to process what was happening.

This can't be happening I am still on the couch dreaming. No I know I am not in a dream, he found me... God help me and my friends and family. He found me.

Brandon got his phone out and called the police he told the operator his name and badge number.

He than said" we have a DB requesting assistance at 1600 Washington drive. Please advise suspect maybe on on primises and maybe armed and dangerous I am securing the scane now. Will take pictures before any disturbance of the scene. It looks is the we need a JUVK-9 to find the rest of the body a corner and a CSI. This is not the primary scene."

I blocked him out after. My world was rotating off it's axis. I honestly just wanted to go book a room at Carl Albert mental health facility, curl up in a small ball and freak out. What am I going to tell her parents. What am I going to do with out her in my life.

I was veagly aware of someone pulling me into the living room and helping me sit down. I know I probably look scary with the frozen about to scream look on my face. but, I don't care what anyone thinks Anna is gone and that bastard found me and my family. where is the dog I just got? why didn't he do anything? I than noticed Brandon was without a shirt holding a two beretta 96 series .40 caliber pistols. As if he was a cowboy in a western.

I than lost it, I Barbara Babe Wood daughter of the Creek Bear clan lost her ever loving mind and started to giggle than full out laugh. Everyone just stared at me with dumbfounded looks on their faces.

I than looked at Brandon and said "you can bring her out now. the joke is really funny who did you get to do the props and make-up the fake blood dripping on me was a good touch."

Blake came and set down next to me wrapping his arms around my shoulders and said, " Babe I wish this was a horrible joke but it's not. I am sorry."

Off in the distance I heard the sirens comming closer. I needed to get out of there fast. I felt like running and not stopping til my lungs would explode.

All of a sudden I herd wooffing and whimpering from the living room closet. That is when I noticed my brother was missing. I started to panic. I looked over at Jessie and mouthed where is Jerrod? He shrugged his shoulders and started to look around also.

All of a sudden we hear moaning coming from the same closet the dog bob is in. Ryan moving slowly opens the floor only to have it flung open, by Bob the dog.

He was carefully dragging a bloodied Jarrod out. Now that was a good dog. You could tell he had been badly beaten. I ran to my brother and put his bloodied head in my lap. I checked his pulse to see if he was still alive.

The police crashed in just as I let out a relived sigh.

Than it hit me why was Jerrod in the closet, and were was Jessie? Why wasn't he with Anne? I know Jessie and Anne where flirting all night. Yet there he is still in his clothing from the party. I snuggled closer to Blake whom had moved to my side to check on Jerrold, using him as an anchor for my sanity.

After many hours of questions and a phone call to my father, I was heading to my parents house and my friends decided to go to their love interest homes. Jessie went home by himself.

He was heart sick, anyone looking at him could tell this. Jarrod was on his way to McAlester regional hospital for his cuts and observations. I just hope we will be seeing everyone sans Anne tomorrow. At least that was the plan... Or they needed to stay in the house's they slept in, with the doors and Windows boarded and locked. But for now I am going to try and talk my parents in to letting me stay with Jarrod.

  I looked in the mirror and practiced my speech over and over again until I felt comfortable enough to go and talk.

My mom was hysterical when I got to my parents home. My father was telling her that Jarrod was under police guard and their wasn't anything we could do to help him by being there. She responded to his sound reasoning. I went to my old room stripped off my nasty clothing and went to the closet. The clothes left where 8 sizes too big. I slipped on an oversized Metallica t-shirt and some Flower granny panties, that I had to tie on each side. then I shuffled to the king size bed snuggled underneath the black and red comforter and silk red sheets. I than cried myself to sleep around 4 in the morning, with the knowledge that my life was forever going to change and not for the better.