All Wrong

Chapter Twenty Nine Saturday Night

Grace

Tonight is getting to be too much. First secrets and then burying one of our friends bodies? And then Bryce pointing fingers at Syd. If anyone is guilty it’s definitely him.

My brother finally got Bryce when none of us saw it coming but I don’t think it helped him relieve his anger.

Sydney didn’t read us the message. I suppose she doesn’t have too. It’s not good. I touch her shoulder and she jumps ten foot in the air.

We’re sitting in the room now. The need to party evaporated long ago.

“What is it?” I ask her silently. She shows me and I gasp gaining attention from the boys. Brennan has my brother in one corner and Bryce is in the other sporting a black eye and busted lip. It looks good on him.

I kind of wish Henry chose a better time to do this. Like publicly and not in a bathroom in the middle of nowhere after he just did something that nobody should ever have to do. It’s been a long time coming and it puts us up shits creek but we lost our paddle as soon as we set food in this house so I guess it doesn’t matter anymore.

Finally Sydney hands me her phone. Her hands are shaking, trembling really. I glance at her but she won’t meet my gaze so I decide to just read the text and get it over with. I take a deep breath and read it to myself furrowing my brow.

‘Gabriella will be returned to you tomorrow morning when you leave. You did well. I’ll be in touch.’

I read aloud. They all shudder. I can’t blame them. This person is a nut job in a half. I just hope gabbys okay. Something tells me she isn’t and then I cringe handing Syd back her phone.

“We make a pact. Now. We never speak of this weekend again as long as we live. To the grave.” Brennan says walking towards us. I want to object but Sydney nods standing up and putting her hand in the middle. I sigh and eventually we all agree. But they don’t say anything about what just happened. They don’t mention a word about it. Like I imagined it all.

I want to say But what about Jen? What do we tell her parents? The police? I sigh laying down and Brennan lays next to me rubbing my back. Sydney sits on the other bed and Bryce sinks to the floor. Henry’s standing staring out the window.

Probably hoping this night will end. There is nothing to be done now. Just to sleep and wait and as much as the first one sounds appealing I can’t begin to close my eyes. I have no doubt this is far from over. So what if we walk away? That doesn’t mean a thing. We all know that.