Page 204 of Deviant

“I… um… should return back to the room. I don’t want Elias to freak out if he wakes up and doesn’t see me there.”

“Do you mind if I walk back with you? There’s something I need to talk to Elias about. And I think it’s best that you’re there too.” The serious expression suddenly appearing on her face gives me pause.

“Are you okay? Did something happen?”

“I rather not talk about it until Elias is with us, if you don’t mind? It’s going to be hard enough to tell both of you at the same time. I try to avoid repeating the subject matter as much as possible.”

Troubled by her commitment to this secrecy, all I can do is nod and wait for her to tell me what’s wrong when we’re back in my room.

But just as we walk down the long corridor, I hear a loud crash coming from inside one of the rooms.

“Did you hear that?” I ask, curious to decipher where the sound came from.

Then Abbie and I hear a forceful slap, Abbie immediately placing her hand on the cheek Big Mike slapped her on in the group games.

“Not only did I hear that, but I felt it too,” she replies with a shudder.

Both Abbie and I follow the low murmuring we hear next, and when it starts to get louder coming from inside one of the vacant bedrooms, we slowly open the door to take a peak inside.

But what we find is so horrifying that it takes me a second to react.

“Oh, that’s right? You can’t talk. Which means you can’t scream either. This should be fun,” Big Mike taunts Five, as he traps her on the bed with his large frame, his hand gripping her wrists to keep her from fighting back, while his other tries to sneak its way up her skirt.

“GET OFF HER!” I scream as I march at him using all my strength to push his body off Five.

Thankfully it’s enough for Five to make her escape and run out of the room.

“You bitch!”

However, before Big Mike has the opportunity to pull himself up from the bed, I see Abbie jump onto the bed with a steak knife and stab him in the back.

But she doesn’t stop at one stab… no…. Abbie keeps digging the knife into his flesh until Big Mike no longer talks… or moves. And even then, she doesn’t stop. It’s only when she’s physically drained that her arms fall to her sides, and she sits back, the knife still in her unyielding grip.

With Big Mike’s body now lying dead between us, I look over to Abbie and am amazed at the transformation I find. Abbie’s entire body seems to relax for the first time she’s left Blackwater Falls, her facial features are one of tranquility and peace.

And then it hits me, Harper’s words coming at me at full force.

My sister was in Mackenzie’s and Abbie’s grade.

My little sister loves to gossip.

No, not Abbie. She’s been through enough as it is.

Big Mike raped Abbie, and Harper knew about it.

She must have kept the secret from us, fearing Big Mike would retaliate against Abbie.

After all, she was the only one in the group who could actually prove he was the rapist in our midst.

“He… raped you.”

“He did. And now he’s dead.” She takes another look at the corpse on the bed and sighs.

I swallow as the look of peace in her eyes morph to something else… something far more worrying.

“I’m so sorry, Rowen. I’m so sorry,” she whispers sadly, and before I can stop her, Abbie plunges the steak knife in her neck, making sure to hit an artery, and then takes it out, blood splattering all over the walls.

“NO!” I shout, rushing to her side. I pull her to my lap, and place my hand to her neck, needing to stop the bleeding.

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