Chapter 7 Story Time
Story Time
Olive
“Where is she?” Sadie asks as we both pace Charlee’s bedroom.
“She needs a minute after reading Savannah’s letter. She’s hurt. I can feel it. It makes my skin crawl.” I say and Sadie huffs. She’s an impatient little doll and is grating on my nerves tonight.
The door swings open, and Charlee gasps, which makes us all scream.
I throw my hand over my chest because I didn’t hear her coming.
She blinks in shock, and I hold my hands up.
“Don’t scream, Charlee. And please don’t be frightened.
” I say, and her eyes widen in fear. “We aren’t going to hurt you.
I promise.” I try to reassure her as her mouth opens and closes, but no words come out.
“Do you need some air? You look a little green,” I say, but she just stares at us.
I huff and climb onto her bed, crossing my legs and placing my hands in my lap.
“Come on, sit, and why do you look so disheveled? Where were you?” I ask as she slowly walks to her dresser, taking out her usual nighttime attire and putting it on before climbing into her bed.
Sadie climbs up, and I spin around sitting at Charlee’s feet.
I don’t think she's ready for us to get any closer. “Do you have questions for us?” I ask.
“Um, how are you moving, let alone speaking? Am I going nuts?” She asks and I giggle.
“No, you’re not. I just needed to give you time before I could finally show myself to you,” I tell her, and she nods, still looking frightened. I’m a doll and shouldn’t be alive, but I am.
“So you both are the voices I’ve been hearing?” She asks and I nod.
“Recently, yes, but your whole life it’s just been me trying to break through your barrier,” I say, and her eyes widen.
“Okay, and the dreams?”
“Us showing you the past. Did Sherry give you the letter?” I ask, already knowing the answer, but she nods.
“Good. Now you know you’re Savannah and Tripp’s daughter.” I say, and she nods again. “The scene we kept showing you in your dreams is of Savannah when she was your age. She was dating Jeremy and secretly with Tripp, who was her stepbrother.” I say and she gasps.
“My biological mom dated Jeremy?” She asks and I snarl.
“That’s correct. Savannah was captain of the cheerleading squad and Jeremy was the star quarterback.
They went to the homecoming dance and after he took her to the tracks which you saw in your dream.
Him and Tatum allowed the team to rape her.
The squad stabbed her quite a few times and beat her unconscious while Tripp tried to save her but he was beaten too…
” I trail off, wiping a tear from my cheek.
“Quinn’s parents orchestrated Savannah’s rape and beating? Is that what you are telling me?” She asks, stunned by this revelation, and I nod.
“There’s so much more to the story, Charlee. Just listen,” Sadie adds.
“Wait– Did Quinn know you were…a-alive?” she asks, and we both laugh.
“She did, we also had help from Kai,” Sadie says, rolling her eyes, which makes her look weird as shit.
“Who the fuck is Kai?” Charlee questions, and we laugh again.
“Quinn’s demon spider,” Sadie answers and Charlee’s eyes widen.
“Oh, okay. Weird but okay. Continue.” She tells us.
“After that night, Savannah and Tripp were ostracized. When they returned to school, Tripp was kicked off the team and Savannah was taunted. She actually fought Tatum in the lunch room, but it doesn’t end there.
Years later once the ones that hurt them got pregnant—I showed you in your dream.
Savannah went to Tatums with the invitation.
Well…close your eyes, I’ll show you what Jeremy did with his friends…
” I trail off, and she closes her eyes as I climb the rest of the way up the bed and blow into her ear, showing her the night Tripp was murdered.
Tears pour from her eyes as she sobs while watching the scene unfold.
Looking over to Sadie, she frowns, knowing how hurt we all were when seeing that through Savannah’s eyes. I suck in a breath, taking the scene away, and Charlee opens her eyes. Hate and malice shine brightly, and I do an internal dance knowing we are finally reaching her.
“I want to kill them for what they did,” she spits, and I smile.
“Good, because that’s exactly what we are going to do,” I say with promise laced in my words.
“Close your eyes again. I still have more to show you,” I tell her, and once again blow in her ear and show her Savannah making all the dolls.
She giggles, and a sinister smile spreads across her face as she reaches for my little hand, taking it into hers.
After a few moments, I suck in a breath, taking the scene away.
“Clearly, it’s already begun. Is Jeremy the last one?” She asks, and I nod with a smile.
“Yep, but first, we need to get rid of the three little pigs along with no dick Harry.” I say and Sadie giggles.
“No dick Harry? You mean Vaughn?” Charlee asks, with a laugh, and I nod.
“Yep! They all deserve to burn.” I say.
“They do, will you both help me?” She asks, and I smile sinisterly.
“Duh, what do you think we are here for? Sheesh. Get it together, Charlee. Who do you think fucked with Clara’s hair and Donna’s face? June was up next, but we ran out of time.” I tell her, and her eyes widen,
“That was you two?” She asks, and we both giggle. “Holy shit. That was savage.” She adds and we smirk.
“That’s not all, Charlee, there’s still one more thing you need to know, and this one is going to hurt,” I tell her, then look at Sadie.
“What? What is it?” Charlee asks, and Sadie takes a deep breath.
“Quinn didn’t kill herself. Jeremy did it!” She says, and Charlee gasps, shaking her head.
“No, no way. They found drugs laced in her system.” Charlee says, but we shake our heads.
“She saw you and Jeremy and when she confronted her dad he drugged her and gave her a little too much,” Sadie hiccups. I wrap my arm around her because I’d be just as devastated if something like that happened to Charlee.
“Why didn’t you and Kai save her?” She asks, and I glance over at Sadie, who shakes her head.
“It was too late, we didn’t know until after. When he bragged about it. He brags about everything malicious that he does. He didn't even care that Tatum was dead. He had a sick obsession with Savannah which clearly bled onto you.” Sadie tells her.
“But why me?” Charlee asks while me and Sadie share a look. “What are you not telling me?”
“Because you look just like Savannah. The only difference is, you have curly hair like Tripp, and she doesn’t. You are literally a spitting image of her. We still don’t know why he’s done the things he did.” She says, and Charlee nods, taking a deep breath.
“This was a lot to take in but…” She trails off before a sinister smile spreads across her face. “When do we get started?” She asks.
“Tomorrow, at nightfall. The others have done their share, and now it’s our turn.” I tell her, and she smiles, then yawns. “Let’s get some sleep and tomorrow we can plot,” I say as she slides down the bed, making herself comfortable. Then, she lifts the blanket, looking at us.
“Are you guys coming or what?” She asks, and I grab Sadie’s hand, pulling her with me as we snuggle under the covers.
Finally, we will get revenge, and I cannot wait to spill all their blood.