《Gone Before Raine (Interracial-Bwwm)》Chapter 2
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Raine stepped out of the car, the gravel under her foot crunched with each step she took. She rested her hands on her waist, searching around the spot George had chosen.
"This is it?" She asked unimpressed, her face scrunched up. She knew that they did not take her out of the comfort of her house for this ridiculous site.
In front of Raine was a circular clearing, the perimeter a sea of trees. No waterfall, nothing at all. George opens the trunk of the car, pulling out the various bags inside.
"Sorry it does not fit your high standards, your highness." He threw her bag at her. Raine caught it, her breath catching in her throat from the bag slamming into her chest. She glares at him and sets her bag down on the ground.
"There's more to this trip, love. You just have to be patient." Daryl pips up, picking up his bag that George had carelessly thrown on the floor.
"Guys we have a problem." Ebony walked over to the group. Everyone turned to face her. "There is only two tents, and five of us."
"George, you were suppose to bring enough tents for everyone!" Cherry slaps his arms. He nudges her away from him.
"I did. Ya'll think tents are cheap. I brought one tent for you and me. The other one is for the three of them." He points to Raine, Daryl, and Ebony. "Besides they don't even need privacy." He closes the trunk to the car.
At this point, Raine wanted to pick up a stone and chuck it at his head.
"Wow, George you're so considerate of us." She smiled sweetly at him. Inside she was burning with fury, wishing an animal would come in the night and take him away. Daryl picked up one of the tents and started to set it up.
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"How do you do this?!" He picks up the tarp then stares at the bolts on the ground in confusion. Raine and Ebony both shook their heads and went over to help him. It took the group about an hour to have both of the tents set up, along with a fire.
Raine sat down on a log, directly in front of the fire. Daryl leaned over and handed her a stick with a marshmallow on it.
"Thanks," She took it from him and hovered the stick above the fire. Raine stared at the flames, intrigued with how the flames licked the side of the marshmallow, giving it a crisp dark coating. . Raine looked away from the flames to the forests around them. A chill went through her. Raine dropped the stick into the flames.
"Raine?" Cherry called her name. Raine turned to her, everyone was watching her. Raine shook her head, closing her eyes tightly before opening them again.
"Sorry, I thought I heard something." Se rubbed her knees, looking up at the group.
"Hello? We're in the woods. Lots of things are lurking in these areas. You're going to be hearing a lot of things." George laughed before taking a bite of his s'more.
"I hope you choke on that," Raine mumbles under her breath. George quickly looks up at her.
"What'd you say?" He spat. Raine shook her head. Daryl covered his mouth letting out a few snickers. He was the only one who heard what Raine had said. After getting all his snickers out of his system he stood up, stretching.
"Well I'm calling it a day. I'm smacked. Adios." Daryl slanders off to his tent.
"Us too," George stands up dusting off his clothes, "C'mon let's go." He grabs Cherry's arm, pulling her to her feet.
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"Night guys," Cherry mumbles to the girls. Ebony kicked at the dirt.
"Then there was two..."
Raine nods awkwardly, looking down at her shoes. She did not really know what to say to the girl. This was their first time ever being alone together.
"Soo...Do you guys always go on these trips?" Ebony asks, trying to spark up a conversation. Raine shakes her head no.
"George just out of nowhere came up with this idea. Honestly, I just think he planned this so he could murder us all. It would be the perfect place to do it. No one would be here to hear our screams." Raine stares at Ebony with a serious face. Within a second the two girls had busted out laughing.
"Oh god, I though you were serious for a second." Ebony smiles shaking her head.
"I am." Raine went serious again. Ebony stares at her for a bit. Raine offers her a small smile. The flames grew bigger, casting shadows all over the camp site. Ebony sat up, yawning.
"You know what, I'm actually really tired. I'm heading to bed....umm goodnight." She quickly got up and rushed to the tent. . Raine gasped and stood, looking behind her. she walked to the pile of equipment on the ground and picked up one of the flashlights. She turned it on and aimed it in the direction she heard the snap come from. . Could it be an animal?
Raine nearly jumped ten feet in the air when a squirrel came barging out of the tree lines. Raine placed a hand over her chest to calm down her breathing.
"I'm just being paranoid." She told herself. She closed the flashlight and kicked some dirt onto the camp fire, putting it out. Raine walked over to the tent and opened up the flap. She crouched down so she was able to climb over to where her sleeping bag rested. Raine rolled over onto her side, closing her eyes. Something did not feel right with her.
Outside of the tent a figure stepped out from the woods he was lurking in. He breathed heavily as he searched the set up in front of him. Each step he took a crunch or snap was heard. He stood right in between the two tents, looking at both. He smiled and brushed his hand against one of them. He walked away from the tents over to the parked car. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a tool that glistened in the moon light. He bent down so he was level with the car and stabbed the tire with his tool. He then got on his back and moved so that he was directly under the car. He toyed with a few parts, till he was sure the car would no longer be able to function. Satisfied with his work, he climbed out from under the car.
"Welcome to Paradise, children."
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