JustLikeWriting777

Seven months ago, five girls went out camping. The next day, four were found dead. One of those murdered girls was Lukas Wells' elder sister, Jesse. The only girl who survived, blames his sister, claiming that she saw Jesse kill the other girls. Everyone believes her. Everyone except Lukas. 
Now, He's determined to find out the truth, searching for the real killer, But what he doesn't know, that this killer already knows his every step, confusing him before he could even do anything. And all he's thinking now is that maybe he went too far, especially when he finds out that Skylar's younger sister knows more than he thinks.

Cover ain't mine but you gotta admit it's good, right?

The Lost and The Gone

It took nine months for me to forget you. To forget every weird thing that happened to me. 


I would have felt guilt for saying this, but I've changed. 


You killed those girls. What Skylar did was only to defend herself. And you deserved to die.


I repeat these words almost every day. But for some frustrating reason, I still can't convince myself. I want to so badly. But that stupid nine-months-ago me, is still stuck inside me. Trying to change my mind. Trying to tell me that what I've been doing was right. That I shouldn't have given in. 


But something altered. I've got this boiling hatred for you now. Seven months ago, I would have had this hatred for Skylar, the town. But now, I'm loathing you. My mind switched, I guess. 


Oh, in case you're wondering, I still hate Skylar. But not like before. I hate her because of her calling me a killer. I don't care when she calls you one. Not anymore. 


She's not here anymore, anyway. Her parents sent her to her aunt's. So I've heard. Unfortunately she'll come back. I just don't know when. 


It's almost the end of May. That means summer holidays are about to start. Dad decided that I'll just have to finish this semester in New Jean. Then, we're going to the big city. Apparently, he's working tooth and nail to buy a house there. I didn't argue. 


And yes, I did get arrested. Just for a night. Which was enough time for me to rethink everything. Rethink my stupid idea about proving you innocent. There's nothing to prove. They were right. And I was an idiot. I was crazy. 


As soon as I came home I threw out everything that reminded me of you. I was glad that he took that beanie from me too. I tore away the list. That list with my name on it. With the others names on it. I started ignoring the noises coming from your room at night. Because that's all in my head.


But there's a voice inside me which says the complete opposite. It's not yours. It's ...mine. It keeps on trying to change my mind. To go back from where I escaped. But I don't want to. 


But I'm not ever going back there. I'm not going to that world of madness. Where nothing makes sense. 


I don't give a shit about what happened the night of the camp. 


There was probably something wrong with you. 


All I'm waiting for is the end of term. So I get out of this town and never come back. Never return here. Leave all your memories behind. Leave your stupid voice behind.


Even when you keep pulling and pulling, begging for me to come back. When I sleep, you're there, telling me to come back. And when I'm walking my way to school sometimes, you're there. Pleading me to not believe what Skylar's saying. I try to avoid the graveyard. Because I can't take you anymore. 


It doesn't scare me like it used to. It annoys me now. Exasperates me.


I can bare almost everything except for that. Except for you barging in whenever I don't want you to. 


I know it's just me. Hallucinating. But can a hallucination really be that strong? 


Maybe it had something to do with that cloth. When he put it on my face. Whatever was in it, it messed up my brain.


Part 2: Chp.15