I felt the air in my lungs grow heavier. It's like I was inhaling a whole truck I couldn't. I slowly slid off him and opened the door as fast as I could and wantedly threw up in the parking lot. I didn't know what it come over me it wasn't the sudden conversation that we seem to be having or it's the fact that all those memories seem to be coming back to me. All of it seemed blurry but most of it seemed like it just happened yesterday or even a few hours ago because of how intense does memories seem to come in.
Tim looked at me from the car seat I don't know what expression he had at the time did he care? did he think that I wouldn't remember and that we can just live past it? I needed to go back to my room otherwise the others would wake up in wonder what we were doing here and I didn't think I had the the words or the strength to explain what exactly Tim and I were to each other.
"Nothing happened to you that night your brain just seems to be making up some kind of scenario. I even showed you the photos and videos of where you were we were outside. Nothing happened I wouldn't do anything to you and we're in public. Why won't you just believe me and stop seeming like I'm the bad guy here?"
"I didn't ask for it I didn't want to go I didn't want to do it. But by the time I even told you this you didn't care about what I wanted you didn't care about my healthy didn't care about anything but yourself and pleasing that guy." I said and Tim jumped out of the car right then and slammed the door to the car.
"These delusions Venice that you have, it's really not a good look on you. Look, it's simple we had a night out, I asked you and you told me that it was going to be fine then suddenly I became the bad person because I wanted to have a great time with, what were you at the time, my girlfriend?",
This is why I left. This is exactly why I couldn't face Tim as the same man he was when I first met him he became something I couldn't even recognize. There was something that was missing in my memory and I don't know if it is because it was that bad or is just that I refuse to remember but I want you to remember. Remember Venice.
"So who do you think is going to help you now Q?! You keep repeating the same cycle over and over again. He doesn't care about you he just wants to see himself through you and if you're that dense or if you just being ignorant to that fact then I can really blame him for wanting to you as his-" I don't know when my body cut up I don't know when my hand connected with his face but all I know is is that I had never raised my hand on Tim before. Until now.
I heard footsteps coming towards us and my head turned and there was Jenna. She had a concerned look on her face. She was fully dressed and wearing a huge jacket and seem to be bringing one with her as well. Jenna knew what happened what my relationship with Tim was and why I had to run from it. So the look on her face wasn't oblivion it wasn't her not knowing what was going on between he and I but she was going to be the bridge between the sense that I had lost to him and the logic that came with me being with him.
"We agreed that we were going to go to the search right now if the two of you already?" She said and all I could do was look at how and try not to cry because this was already enough as it was. I was tired. I was tired of all the running, I was tired of trying to prove myself to someone who doesn't even care about me that way.
"Let's go for the search at this point I really have nothing more to say to you Tim. What you and I had died the moment I left and it will continue to stay dead because clearly I was the only one who cared toes many years ago. I was young and he took that to account to treat me however you wanted to do but never in my life or never in the time that I knew you did I think that you would do something like that and I let it slide thinking that we could be friends after but I don't want that anymore because every time I look at you it just gets worse the feeling gets worse."
"So what exactly are you planning to do get off from option one and jump off to option two?"
"What the fuck is-" Jenna started and I stopped her. She couldn't be part of this. Neither of us wanted to relive that night. I for sure don't want to. I felt like shit again.
Jenna took me back to the entrance of the motel and we met up with Q. We had all the equipment we had flashlights, we had some extra snacks just in case we came back in a little late, and we had hiking boots just in case we were growing a really far away, but either way I was happy this was happening because I didn't know where Felicity was and I needed to know where my friend was.
The place was dark and not only was it dark it felt unsafe and the air was just creepy. I personally was feeling the cold all the way from my woolen sweater and jacket. The place didn't emit any kind of good aura and that's somehow had my fears lighting up again. We walked in a single file it started with Tim, me then Q then Jenna. That only was it dark there were no animals no sign of Life apart from the trees that hang above us. It was deathly silent and the next thing got I think let us just specific location was the fact that they were trails and humps of papers.
I didn't need to look twice to know what papers those were. The same pieces of paper that I had first encountered in my room as a whole collection of very disturbing images. I didn't want to overthink the worst but these small clues were in making it any easier for me to think positive about finding my friend. We looked down on the pieces of paper and I had no idea how we were going to see anything from how dark it was.
"Um Q do you happen to have a lighter or something?" I asked hoping that maybe I'd be able to uncover something from some of these pages and paper. He silent today took one of the papers down let his lighter and an image formed and nothing prepared me from what that thing showed. Jenna screamed and Tim froze. I on the other hand went brain dead cuz I couldn't configure what the hell we were even looking at.
"I want to go back I can't do this." Jena said and Q held her hand and shook his head.
"There's no use going back when you've already found the source of what we've been looking for. Judging from how this image looks like we really aren't far." Q said and we all let out little grunts and I nodded let's get this over with.
The image of what this so-called perpetrator hard drawn with the most disturbing that with seen so far. The image seemed to be in a forest where it looks like it was this exact forest judging from the type of tree species that we had encountered mostly. It had a canopy some sort of like tree coverage. There was a hanging figure that seemed to be slumped in some kind of way it also showed a human figure standing below that hanging figure and on the sides it looks like the leaves were dropping some kind of red substance.
I hope as hell that whatever we were seeing wasn't what he executed. And I don't think I got moment I've ever prayed like I pray that night.