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letters Chapter 4 (Raven)

Author:Lucifer Category:Unreal Update time:2022-11-24 23:01:19

I took one last look in the mirror. I was wearing a gray sweater and black jeans. I had a subtle make-up on. My eyelashes were black and my eyelids had a shiny pink color. I went out of the bathroom and went to my hospital room and I came to my bed.I took one last look in the mirror. I was wearing a gray sweater and black jeans. I had a subtle make-up on. My eyelashes were black and I had a shiny, pink mascara on my eyelids. I went out of the bathroom and went to my hospital room and I came to my bed.

I put my pajamas into my bag and I turned around to the nightstand that stood next to my hospital bed. I quickly took my charger that was lying on the nightstand and put it in my pocket that was inside of my bag. I turned to the bed and looked around once more to make sure I had packed everything. A small smile appeared on my face when suddenly I realised that there was still a gift from my sister on the bed that I didn pack. Three days ago my sister and Ashley brought me a white teddy bear with a red heart that had get well soon written on it. Every day, girls brought me sweets and clothes from home. It was a nice gesture and honestly I didn expect it from my sister. It wasn her style and her strange behavior had me wonder if I hadn died or if my sister hadn been replaced with a nicer version while I was sleeping after the accident.

I put the teddy bear in my bag and closed the suitcase. I took my wallet out of my side pocket and left the room. I didn like the food in the hospital very much and I didn eat much for breakfast this day. I figured that before Beth will pick me up to drive me home, I could go to the vending machine and buy myself a candy bar. I walked through the gray hospital corridor, passing rooms with sick people and nurses offices. A moment later I was standing in front of the machine, looking for the money I needed to buy. My good mood disappeared when I realized that I would not buy myself a candy bar because I didn have enough money in my wallet. I checked again but I would have to have 10 cents more. I sighed in disappointment and turned to go back to my room. But when I turned around, I hit an obstacle. After a while I realized that I bumped into a certain boy. I recognized that the boy I bumped into was Garry Dean, the top student in our class. I made the freckled boys glasses tilt so that they almost fell off his nose to the ground. I started to apologize to him, hoping that he wouldn be angry with me.

"Sorry! I didn notice you."

"Its okay. Nothing happened. A lot of people don notice me." Garry replied, after a moment he frowned in surprise looking at my empty hands. "You

e not buying anything?"

"Not. I was ten cents short." I replied with a sheepish smile. The boy looked at me and without a word he reached into his pocket, took out the money and then bought water and a candy bar. Then he handed me a chocolate candy. Speechless, I took the sweet food from his hands and started thanking him. The boy cut me off almost immediately.

"You saved Lisa, so consider it a thank you. But don think well be friends. Your sister is the meanest person Ive ever met. Lisa and Lucy hate her because Beth has made their lives a living hell. They told me many times how because of Beth, Lisa had depressive thoughts or that she was to scared to go to school. And Lucy would kill your sister if it was legal. So just enjoy your candy bar and leave me alone."

With these words, the teenager turned and walked away down the corridor. I was actually glad he went because I didn know what to say after I heared his words. The boy was right, and I couldn argue otherwise. Beth liked to torment others, and I couldn stop her from doing so. On the way back to my room, I got a text from my sister. She wrote that she was waiting in the car outside the hospital. I quickly walked over to my bed and grabbed my bag. Then I ran to the front desk to sign the last papers, and then I went to the parking lot.


Beth took the key out of her purse and put it into the lock. My sister and I went inside. As soon as I crossed the threshold, I felt relieved and happy. During those few days in the hospital, I missed my home. Even though Beth and Ashley visited me every day and brought all the things I needed, I missed my own corner and personal space. I come to the stairs and with the bag over my shoulder, I started climbing the stairs. When I opened the door to my room, I saw a strange sight. Ashley was on my bed playing with her phone. When she saw me, she smiled as if the fact that she was in my room uninvited was not strange. "Hi. Whats up?" I raised my eyebrows surprised by her greeting and her relaxed attitude but I decided to ignore it. I put my bag on the floor next to the wardrobe and took a few steps towards the girl, still surprised by the presence of Ashley.

"Hi. I am okay and I feel better." After a moments hesitation, I decided to ask the question bothering me, even though the situation was becoming more and more awkward. "What are you doing here? And how did you even get in here?"

The teenager pushed herself up into a sitting position, her loose pink blouse falling off one shoulderThe teenager pushed herself up into a sitting position, her loose pink blouse falling off one shoulder. The blonde put down the phone and looked at me.

"Beth let me in before she went to pick you up. I brought you your bag. You left it outside the school the day the accident happened. I figured you would like it back. Especially since theres math homework. Besides, we were supposed to talk about what happened." The girl said with a smile. I knew Ashley was stubborn and would keep asking until I answer all her questions. Fortunately, during those few days in the hospital, I managed to find an excuse and I hoped that the teenager would be fooled.

"I felt stupid about everything Beth had done to Lucy and her sister. I followed Lisa because I wanted to apologize to her. Earlier in school we used to follow her around because I didn know how to come to her and apologize without making her mad. I also didn know what to say. And later, when I was following her around the town, I saw this speeding car and I acted on instinct. And I run and pushed her out of the way so she won get hurt." I was quite proud of my excuse. It sounded convincing, and Ashley wasn smart enough to pick out any ambiguities. The blonde looked at me for a moment before smiling again.

"Well, that makes sense. Really. Im sorry I doubted you and that I made up some crazy theories like from Sherlock Holmess books. Im sorry I doubted you and that I made up some crazy theories like from Sherlock Holmess books. Only I still don understand one thing. Could you explain to me?" Teenager asked with a smile, tilting her head a little.

"Of course." I said with a smile, happy that Ashley bought my excuse. "Ask what you want, Ill be happy to answer."

"So," the teenager began with a shy smile, while touching her purple glitter nails "If what you

e saying is true, why didn you mention the strange letters?" My eyes widened at this question, and I decided to play dumb.

"What letters?" I tried to make a surprised face and pretend I didn know what she meant.

When I asked, the teenager took the letters out of her purse and showed them. Then she started reading aloud.

"Tommy Birmingham will fall down the stairs and break his leg. Its in the first one, and in the second is written Lisa Lake will be killed by a blue van. These two letters were lying open in your desk drawer. While you were away and I got tired of waiting, I decided to act like Daphne from Scooby Doo. So I searched your room and I found some envelopes. And since you and Lisa were hit by a car, specifically - she put quotation marks with her fingers - lue van, and you weren at home but at the hospital, this letter must have been at your place earlier. I mean, before the accident." she added, "and Im guessing its the same with the first letter. And lastly, letters had been written in future tense. So why don you stop lying to my face and tell me what is going on."

There was silence after these words. We both looked at each other. Ashley waited for me to say something while I processed her words.

"You have been going through my stuff?" I asked with disbelief in my voice.

"Of course." Teenager answered like it had been the most obvious thing in the world. "Otherwise you wouldn have told me. If I had not come to the truth myself, you would continue to lie to me."

In my mind, I admitted that the girl was right. I gave up and decided there was no point in lying any longer. I walked over to the bed and sat next to Ashley.

"It started the day, actually the night before Tommys accident. I wouldn have noticed it or thought I was imagining it if it hadn been for the events of the next day. Long story short, at night I saw a hooded figure outside the window. And the next morning I saw a letter on my bed. The envelope wasn addressed or anything. And inside was this message about Tommy. I ignored it thinking it was some kind of joke. But then an accident happened." I paused the story to take a deep breath. "Then came the second letter about Lisa. Thats why I followed her. Unfortunately, she had an accident anyway, but she didn die as it was in the letter, so I managed to do something." There was a moment of silence after my confession. After a minute, Ashley spoke first.

"So you

e telling me that some weird guy was standing in your garden in the middle of the night, probably broke into your house and gave you some **ed up letters and you thought that it was okay and you didn tell anyone? You decided that running around the city and jumping in front of cars is smarter than talking to someone?"

"No one would believe me if I told them. They would think Im crazy."

"I would believe it. You are my friend and I will always support you." Ashleys firm tone and gaze made me feel stupid for keeping the messages a secret.


We agreed that if I got another letter, I was going to call Ashley, even in the middle of the night. The same applies to seeing the stalker outside the window. After our time together, we had a movie night and watched Harry Potter. We asked Beth if she wanted to join us but she declined saying she doesn like magic and things that don exist.

Ashley and I managed to see parts one and two. We thought about watching the prisoner of azkaban, but it got dark outside the window and the teenager said that she was going home. We said our goodbyes and I walked the blonde to the door. We hugged and I closed the door behind her. I went upstairs to the bathroom. I took off my clothes and got up in the hot shower relaxing after a hard day. When I came out of the shower, I put on gray kitty pajamas. I combed my hair and brushed my teeth and then went to bed.


I woke up in the middle of the night. It must have been around four because it was still dark outside the window. I reluctantly got out of bed and went to the bathroom to use the toilet. After I finished, I went to the sink to wash my hands. I heard the sound of running water and felt cold on my fingers. After turning off the tap, I took a towel to wipe off the remaining water from my hands. Suddenly I heard a creak behind me. My heart sank in my chest and I turned my head sharply. "Beth?" I whispered feeling like a stupid girl from a horror movie that is asking who is there before getting murdered.

"Please tell me its you." I added even more quietly. Last events made me paranoid and I remembered the feeling I had when i saw that man outside of the window the few nights before.

I walked over to the half-open door, pushed it with my hand that was shaking with fear, and stepped out of the bathroom. There was no one in the corridor. I made my way to my room and cautiously peeked inside through the half-open door. I breathed a sigh of relief when the room also turned out to be empty. However, anxiety returned when on my bed, lying on my pillow, I saw the outline of a white object. Even without getting closer, I knew it was an envelope. I walked over to my desk, opened a drawer, and grabbed the big black scissors I used to cut various papers for school. I went back to the hallway, keeping the scissors at the ready position in case I had to use them as a weapon against a burglar. I walked slowly down the stairs, my heart beating faster with each step I took. There was no one downstairs in the dining room either, but when I looked to my right, I saw the outline of a silhouette into the living room. The cloudless, starry night and the moonlight coming through the glass patio doors made it possible to see the hooded figure. The man had his back to me and he was opening the door with intention to go out onto the terrace. I rounded the corner and slowly entered the living room. I kept the scissors at face level the entire time, pointing at the man in case I had to stab a stranger.

I moved closer, not taking my eyes off the hooded figure. Suddenly I felt my knee hit something hard. I fell over the footstool and the scissors that fall to the ground made an extra noise. "Shit" I whispered. Lying on the ground, I looked up and saw a figure froze in the doorway. His head was turned in my direction, but despite the fact that he was looking at me, his face remained in the shadow of his hood. We stared at each other for a few seconds, then the hooded man ran away. In the blink of an eye, I got up from the floor and set off in pursuit of the burglar. The boy jumped over the fence separating our property from the forest and continued running. I reached the wooden obstacle, put my hands on to of it and pulled myself up.

When I was at the top, I swung one leg over and then the other. I fell to the ground and I almost twisted my ankle. I didn worry about that cause it didn hurt that much. And I really wanted to catch this stranger.

Once I got to the other side of the fence, I ran as fast as I could. I cursed in my head when I realized that I left my weapon on the floor in the living room. But I wasn going to give up the chase, even if it meant the boy could hurt me. After a few meters the man was within my sight, and after a dozen more I was right behind the fugitive. I mentally thanked Beth for her cheerleading practice and demending workouts, which kept me in such good shape. The burglar tried to lose me by maneuvering through the trees, but I was agile and didn let him gain a single extra foot advantage.

Just when I thought I had him, the boy pushed the branch so that it hit me in the face. It hurt and for a moment I had dark spots before my eyes.

"Asshole!" I shouted at the runaway. He thought he had won, but I had the upper hand. I grew up in this place. I remembered that when it was warm me and Ashley and Beth used to come to this forest after school. We walked, played or had picnics in this place. In short, I knew this place like the back of my hand. I ran to the right and found a path. I was hoping the burglar would keep going straight and get to the place that Ashley called the stone gorge. It was a place where the only way was between big stones. And the path I was just running was a shortcut to this place. When I got to the exit of the stone ravine, I saw that the boy was walking with his head lowered between the stones.

I picked up a rather large stick from the ground. It wasn as sharp as scissors, but I hoped it would be good for a weapon. I waited for him to get close to me, then I lunged at him, knocking us both over to the ground. Finally, lying on top of the criminal, I could pull the hood off his head and see his face for the first time. The boy was maybe two years older than me. He had black hair and chocolate eyes. Surprise was written all over his face, and I was sure the boy wasn expecting to be caught. After a moment he groaned and spoke.

"God, I hate my job."

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