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2 years later . . .Ariel woke up from her nightmare. Now, she never believes in love nor boys. In fact, she hates boys.
"Ariel.. Ariel..?", called Cynthia.
"Yes.. yes.. what did you say just now?", asked Ariel.
"We asked you if you wanna join us to Uncle's cabin. Well, just to chill out, release our tension," said Amanda.
"What are you wondering?". Asked Cynthia.
"Nothing... Just nothing". A thin smile drew on her face.
"So, do you want to join us?", asked Amanda again.
"Erm.. yes. I'll join you"
* * * * *
Ariel was enjoying the view along the journey. They were a lot of greenish trees. All the trees intertwined forming a big tunnel. It was undeniably a breathtaking scenery.
Without she realized, they finally have arrived. The cabin looked great. It 'floated' over the lake covered by mist. It was made by oak trees and had classic carving on veranda, making it looked like a British style.
"Wow! Beautiful." Cynthia was amazed with the cabin.
"Come on in, girls."
Amanda invited her friends to get inside the cabin.
"You guys go first. I just want to take some fresh air first.". Ariel said while walking around the yard.
"Okay, take your time."
Ariel stayed outside until the sun rose. Then, she entered the cabin and made some breakfast. She toasted some breads, friend some bacons and eggs. She then woke her friends up. They were probably still sleeping because the journey was quite long. Cynthia, Amanda and Ariel enjoyed the breakfast, chatted and laughed together.
At night, they had barbecue. They were dancing to the music and laughed together. Suddenly . . .
They heard a gun shot. It was so close to them. To make it worse, the cabin went pitch-dark. It was black out! Ariel called her friends.
"Cynthia? Amanda? Where are you?"
There was no answer. She was worried. "Amanda? Cynthia??"
"Here. I'm here.", answered Amanda.
"Where?"
"Here. Behind the BBQ set."
"Wait there. I'm coming.". Ariel then switched on her flash light using her phone and approached Amanda.
"Are you okay?"
"Yes. Where's Cynthia?"
"I have no idea. Didn't see her anywhere."
Kring.... kring... kring..
Ariel looked at her phone. Unknown number. She was curious. But, she picked up the call.
"Hello honey...", said the man in the phone.
"Robert?". Ariel was shocked.
"Yes baby. It's me. It's good to know that you still remember me. Do you miss me?"
"NO! NEVER!!!", Ariel shouted. She was pissed off! "How did you get my number?!"
"HAHAHAHA.. It's not important right now... I just want your love."
"Don't disturb me!" Scolded Ariel.
"You are looking for your friend, right?"
"How do you know?", Ariel was scared. She gulped and looked at Amanda.
All of a sudden....
"Ariel!!! Help me!!! Ariel!! No!! Arghhhh.". Ariel hear a familiar voice from the phone. Wait. Was it... Cynthia??!!!!
"Robert! Don't you ever touch my friend!"
"HAHAHAHHAHA!! IF YOU DON'T WANT ME TO DO SOMETHING TO HER. FOLLOW WHAT I SAY"
"NO!" Let her go!"
'Boom!!' She heard the sound of a gun!
"NOOO!!!!!!" Ariel screamed and dropped her phone. She fell on the ground. She cried. Amanda was lost and then asked, "Why are you crying? Who was it?"
"Cynthia... Robert..." said Ariel while crying.
"Wait, What? Robert? Cynthia? What's going on?"
Ariel hugged Amanda and cried. Suddenly, it went dark. Again. She couldn't see anything.
"Ariel? Wake up. Ariel...!!!", Amanda slapped Ariel's face slowly.
* * * * *
"Where am I?", Ariel touched her forehead. She felt very dizzy.
"At my uncle's cabin." Said Amanda while walking towards her. Ariel remembered about Cynthia and both of them felt clueless.
After a while. . .
"Stay here. I want to get some drinks for us. By the way. I had called the police. They'll arrive soon. So, don't worry."
Ariel nodded while Amanda went out of the room.
Half an hour later, Amanda didn't return. She then walked to the kitchen. Amanda was not there. She was panicked. Then, she walked to the washroom because she heard something there. She walked close to the washroom, slowly twisted the doorknob. The door was opened, she pulled the door wider.
-to be continued-
By: Teah & Hanim/2019
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