Chapter 7 #2
She ignores me and sidles closer so that her amazing tits are rubbing my arm. Normally, I'm all for that, but the claws are starting to dig, which kills the positive side of having tits against me.
Suddenly, it gets darker. I can hear Jameson up ahead. Kinsley glued herself to his side at the sight of the first zombie.
"Hey, seems like the lights went out. Can't see a fucking thing." I glance around and I'm sure the petite silhouette behind me is Nev. She's the only girl not attached to one of us.
We get deeper in the maze. People are screaming up ahead, but it's hard to tell if it's visitors or the actors.
One room has a strobe light that's especially obnoxious after coming from the pitch-black hallway.
The light flashes over a fake cadaver on a table, and there's a mad doctor leaning over it.
"Is that a real dead person?" Emily asks.
"Yes, they murdered someone, so it'd be more realistic," I answer dryly.
A loud bang startles all of us, and the strobe goes out. We're back in the dark. Something rubbery falls from the ceiling, Emily screams, and her nails dig into my skin.
The rubbery prop smacks me in the face. I punch it hard, and it flies off its string and lands somewhere with a plod.
In the darkness, low voices start chanting the Bassett team victory chant.
"Great experience, assholes," Zach says into the darkness. "Fuck, who threw that?"
Chaos follows us into the next chamber. Zach is throwing punches, and I can hear Indi telling him to stop.
"Get me out of here," Emily cries as she digs her nails deeper into my flesh.
The building waddles back and forth, and out of nowhere, someone throws a rubber hand at me hard enough to hurt.
"What the fuck?" There's more chaos, and as much as I love a good fight, we're at a disadvantage.
Something we're not used to. The people working in the haunted house know their way around, but we're having to flail around in the dark.
"Get to the fucking exit!" I yell ahead. "Just plow them down."
I reach back hoping that Nev is close by, but I've lost track of her.
"Nev, just follow me," I call into the darkness.
Groans and yells and loud noises follow us as we barrel through the rest of the maze.
I swing my arm in front of me to knock away any flying objects.
I can feel blood trickling down my arm where Emily is grinding her nails into my forearm.
I drag her through, pushing any obstacle out of my way.
Lights outside and cool air direct us to the exit. We stumble out into the night air.
Jameson is sporting a cut on his cheek, and Zach looks furious. The girls are shaken, and Indi is consoling a crying Kinsley.
Gregory comes around the building looking worried and pale. "Sorry, the generator blew. I swear it wasn't an ambush."
I peel Emily off my arm and hand her over to Indi and Kinsley.
Jameson and I walk toward Kyle. He looks ready to shit his pants.
He holds up his hands. "I swear. They started that on their own.
I didn't tell them anything. I just said the Rockhurst boys, including the Wildes, were coming through and to give them a good scare.
I swear, Zander, that's all I said. We didn't know the generator was going to go out.
" He's talking fast and confessing like a guy who's holding a bloody knife over a dead body.
I hold up my hand. "Shut up, Gregory." I look around frantically. "Where's Nev?"
Kinsley wipes away tears and looks around, too. "Oh my god, where is she?" she starts to cry again.
"I'll go," I tell the others. No sense in all of us crawling through there like raging bulls.
I push back through the rubber flaps over the exit. It's still pitch-dark inside. I can hear people moving around, muttering about what a bunch of assholes we are.
"Nev!" My voice roars through the space. Everyone else falls silent until someone whispers, "it's fucking Zander again."
"Nevada!" My voice rolls around the maze of partitions.
I use my arms to feel my way through the dark hallways.
This time the people who are supposed to jump out and scare the visitors are scrunched up in corners, staying the hell out of my way.
"I'm looking for a girl," I tell them, but there's no answer.
I come around to another room. My eyes have adjusted some, and there's a small amount of light from the fair coming through a few of the slits in the window covers. I'm back in the room with the cadaver on the table. It's where we were when the lights went out and the shit started.
I swing my gaze around, and a glowing object catches my attention. It's the witch's finger.
"Nev," I say urgently. She's crouched down in a corner. There's a rubber arm in front of her.
"Yep, it's me," she says quietly.
I shove the table out of the way and kneel down next to her. Even in the darkness, I can see a cut on her head and some drips of blood.
"Nevvie, what the hell?" I ask.
"First, I'd like to point out that I didn't want to go into this stupid fucking haunted house and what a stupid haunted house it is," she says loudly, knowing there are plenty of ears around to hear.
"I stumbled in the dark and hit my head on something.
" She looks over at the table. "I think I hit the corner, then I was dizzy, then all the testosterone and fists started flying, so I figured I'd be safest in this corner. "
Spooky music and digitized ghost sounds fire up along with the annoying strobe. The generator is back on.
"Zander, get me out of here, please. I think I've had enough Halloween for a lifetime." That's Nev. Always calm, smart and way too fucking cool for a teenager.
"Put your arms around my neck, and I'll carry you."
She hesitates but then puts her arms around my neck. I lift her into my arms.
"Is she all right?" someone with a brain hanging off their head asks.
"No, she hit her head. Now turn the full lights on, or I'll start tearing this place down with my bare hands."
"Fuck, yeah, all right. Hold on."
The lights go on. Nev closes her eyes against the harsh light and turns her face into my shoulder. I push through to the exit.
Kinsley shrieks when she sees us. "What happened? Nev, are you hurt?" Kinsley is crying and near hysteria.
"I'm fine. Looks worse than it is," Nev says with a bored sigh. She looks at me. Our faces are just an inch apart, and it takes both of us by surprise. "Uh, I think I can walk on my own now," she says. A slight smile makes her eyes twinkle.
"I can carry you to the first aid tent. I need to get some antiseptic for my scratches."
She glances over to the side where my arm is holding her. "What the hell? Did that happen—"
I'm shaking my head before she can finish. I motion discreetly with my head toward Emily. She's standing with Indi and is giving me the evil eye for holding Nev. But I'm not ready to put her down yet.
"Good thing you had that rubber finger," I say.
Nev releases her hand and holds it up. The witch's finger is still sitting on her long middle finger. "We witches have great powers. We can even glow in the dark. Now, Mr. Wilde, you should put me down. People are staring."
I look straight into her hazel eyes. "Let them." I release a breath and lower her feet to the ground. I can still feel the heat of her body in my arms long after we've left the stupid Halloween fair.