Written by: Ashley Martin Began on September 8th, 2017 Finished on __________ ____, 2017 This story was originally written as a Creative Writing project for the college course, ENGL 202. It began to spark up more and more ideas until I finally decided that I just had to finish the story and turn it into a book. Finish paragraph. Read more of Ashley’s writing at: boundtoflyhigher.weebly.com
Table of Contents
Chapter One - Derek
Chapter One - Derek
2
Chapter Two - Margaret
5
Chapter Three - Zane
7
Chapter Four - Derek
9
find myself laying on the cold, damp ground. I looked around
Chapter Five - The Police
9
for my glasses, but they were nowhere to be found.
Chapter Six - Margaret
10
Chapter Seven - Derek
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“Derek” exclaimed Margaret. I opened my eyes only to
“Derek!” yelled Margaret even louder than the last time, “Where are you?!” I heard the worry in her voice, I’m sure I would have heard it even if I was a mile away. “Don’t get your panties in a twist, I’m right here next to the shed, just a little bit away from wherever you’re yelling from” I shouted back to her. Margaret slowly walked over and handed me my stupidly thick glasses. Without my glasses, I was about as blind as a bat. I brushed my shaggy brown hair out of my face and put my glasses on. As I did, my vision cleared up and the trees became more vivid. I looked at Margaret and she looked even
more gorgeous than I last remembered with her long blonde
“Can we leave? This place gives me the creeps, you
hair and eyes as bright as a sunset at dusk, yet blue like the
know I hate cemeteries. Did you black out again?” Margaret
Indian ocean. Her skin was as soft as a fluffy bunny on a spring
curiously asked with a touch of nervousness in her voice.
day and she smelled like roses freshly picked from a garden.
“Yeah we can leave sweetie, I’m sorry I didn’t mean to
I’m not exactly sure how I got here or what caused me
worry you or anything like that. I didn’t black out, just passed
to black out, but I couldn’t let Margaret know that. She worries
out from not getting enough sleep and I guess I slept walked all
all the time and I don’t want her worrying even more about me.
the way over here.” That was the first lie I ever told her, but
The last time that I had blacked out, Margaret passed out as
things were getting worse and I couldn’t let her know that it
soon as she had found me.
was happening again.
This wasn’t the first time I had blacked out, and I’m sure that it won’t be the last time, but there was no sense in
She knew though, you could tell she knew by the way her soul seemed to sink with her entire body.
scaring Margaret again. I scrambled up to my feet and looked
“Okay…” she whispered, “I’m not going to pass out
around to see the headstones. This is the third time this week
again though… You didn’t need to lie to me about it, I just
that I’ve blacked out and ended up at the cemetery. The
wanted to know if you were okay or if we needed to call an
blackouts had just started 2 weeks ago and it was quickly
ambulance or something Derek.” I looked away from her
becoming a more frequent occurrence.
shamefully, and what I saw behind me didn’t make the situation any better. There was an injured leg partially sticking out from
“Wow, alright let’s go back home before anything else happens and let you get some better rest” Margaret said while still laughing at me.
behind the old wood shed with a puddle of blood profusely
I look for her soft hand and intertwined my fingers with
pouring out from this mysterious leg. I quickly turned back
hers. We weren’t dating, but we agreed that it was nice to just
toward Margaret and started pushing her towards the exit.
hold someone’s hand. I’ve been in love with her since 7th
“I know, I’m sorry. Let’s get out of here now this place
grade, but I didn’t want to risk losing her as a friend. With all
gives me the creeps too I hate cemeteries. How did you find me
that’s been going on lately, I definitely did not want to put any
anyways, where you following me?” I stopped pushing her and
more stress on her than she already has.
looked at her skeptically.
My house is only eight blocks away from the Beech
“No! I didn’t follow you Derek, gosh I’m not a stalker.”
Grove cemetery so walking home only took about fifteen
She looked away from me when she spoke, that’s how I knew
minutes. Margaret is staying the night tonight to make sure that
that I wasn’t the only one lying today.
I don’t blackout and walk back to the cemetery.
“Alright, well let’s get out of here, it’s getting late and
As soon as we got home, I plopped on the couch while
I’m starving” I said that at the same time that my stomach gave
she put in a movie. Ugh. She chose a romantic comedy, I hate
out a loud growl and Margaret laughed at me.
those, but for her I’ll tolerate it. As the movie went on, the storyline began to blur and so did my vision. Maybe if I just….
Chapter Two - Margaret Derek looked so cute and peaceful when he was sleeping. He snored like a damn chainsaw though, oh my gosh! I got up and pulled the fuzzy blanket off of the old loveseat and laid it on top of him and kissed his cheek. As I was walking away the temperature dropped by a few degrees and the air began to stiffen. I’ve known Derek since we were in 7th grade math class together. We became friends right away, but I didn’t take a real interest in him until 10th grade. It wasn’t like anything changed, just my view of him. He suddenly seemed different and more attractive. That’s also when he began to start growing his hair out to be swishy, I loved the way it fell into his face and he effortlessly moved out of the way.
I walked around the corner to Derek’s bedroom where
Zane had been stalking me for eight months and now
the thermostat is and turned up the heat. As winter began to
he’s trying to ruin my life in the afterlife. Not only that but he’s
creep up, the power began to randomly give out, leaving the
ruining Derek’s life now too! I didn't want it to come to this,
house to feel as cold as a dead body. Only Zane and I would
but Zane deserved it. I sat down on the edge of Derek’s Queen
know that though. About 2 weeks ago is when Zane started
size bed, the dork has Star Wars bedsheets on. I made a mental
making his… Well, let’s just say they’re his interesting
sidenote to buy him some nicer bedsheets. Speaking of mental
appearances. That was around the same time that the man
sidenotes, I have to watch out for Zane, he knows too much
behind the shed was murdered.
about the whole situation and he’s going to ruin Derek. Derek
Derek thought that he had prevented me from seeing the leg stick out from behind the shed, but I already knew. It
thinks I’m the one who needs protecting, but it’s actually him that does.
was impossible for me to not know. Poor Derek had no idea
I looked around Derek’s room, and saw all the pictures
who that man was or what had happened to him. I didn’t mean
of us together throughout the years. I yawned so big that it hurt
for Derek to get involved, but he made it impossible for him to
my jaw. Today has been so long, I might as well try to sleep
not be. If he wouldn’t have snuck up on me that night, none of
now. Surely one appearance of Zane took enough energy for it
this would have happened.
not to happen again until tomorrow. I pulled back his R2D2 blanket and snuggled up beneath it, resting my head on his
C3PO pillow. It smells just like him, I can’t wait until I live
Chapter Three - Zane
with him and can sleep here every night. Thank God he doesn’t know that I...
I opened my eyes and quickly assessed the situation. There was no Margaret in sight. That is a good sign. That bitch really messed up this time, good thing I love her. “Derek is that you?” yelled Margaret from the other room. Shit I have to think quick… “Yeah sweetie, who else would it be, it’s just us here isn’t it?” I said back. Margaret shuffled into the room, dragging Derek’s blanket into the room. She looked at me with concern. “Yeah, just us. Do you remember what happened?” she asked.
“Not really… Everything is still a little foggy. I know you had turned on some chick flick before I passed out
“Oh whoops I’m sorry sweetie, I completely spaced out.” I said while waving my hands for her to come over.
though.” I said and then let out a nervous laughter.
“It’s okay, I just don’t want you to end up blacking out
Margaret is obsessed with romantic comedies. I know a
again. I really wish that would just completely stop.” she
lot about her. I know she hates the smell of roses, but loves to
replied with worry in her voice. “Oh no Derek! You’re late for
wear clothing with roses on them as a joke towards irony. Her
work!” she yelled and she began pushing me to get up.
full name is Margaret Elaine Osborne. Her parents are Steve and Emma Osborne. She has 3 siblings, Alison, Zach, and
“Okay, okay already mooommmm” I said in a sarcastic tone. I got up and looked for the keys to Derek’s car.
Alex. Margaret is 22 years, 3 months, 2 weeks, 4 days, and 2 hours old. In the morning she gets ready by order of socks,
“Looking for these?” Margaret asked with questioning eyes. “They’re right where you always leave them…”
panties, pants, bra, shirt. She always says good morning to her
“Yes! Thank you, I’m just a little hazy still I’m sorry.” I
parents and always forgets to lock the door when she leaves,
say as I quickly grab the keys and head out the door to Derek’s
well at least she use to until 3 months and 4 days, and 2 hours
new 1966 Impala.
ago.
I drove over to the Beech Grove Cemetery to try and “Derek!!” Margaret yelled.
figure out the whole dead body thing. As I parked the car, I
noticed that there were two graves workers milling around the
Chapter Five - The Police
shed that I needed to get to.
(describe phone ringing and answering the phone)
Chapter Four - Derek I snapped awake as some giant doberman barking inches from my face. Luckily he was attached to a leash or I’m pretty sure I’d be dead right now…
“911. What is your emergency?” “Hello, I would like to report a murder. More details.” “Ma’am, can you describe the culprit?” “Yes, he was about 5 feet and 10 inches, he had very shaggy brown hair, dark brown eyes. His name is Derek Wright.” “Thank you ma’am, can you tell me now, what is your name?” “My name is Margaret Osborne, but I need this to be an anonymous report please.”
“That’s fine Mrs. Osborne, can you please provide me with the phone number you are calling from in case we have any further questions?” “It’s just miss, and yes, my number is five seven five, two three six, seven eight, two three.”
Chapter Six - Margaret Click. I hung up the phone. I hated doing that, but it had to be done. I couldn’t just let Derek be roaming around with a person controlling his actions and him not know what he was doing. Zane was coming out more and more often and if he took over, I would completely lose Derek.
Chapter Seven - Derek