Reaper by Jonathan Pongratz

Reaper by Jonathan Pongratz

Author:Jonathan Pongratz [Pongratz, Jonathan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Jonathan Pongratz


My pulse thundered in my ears as the ringback tone rang once, twice, three times. Finally, Trent answered.

“Yeah, what is it?” he asked.

I froze. Oh god, what should I say? That my parents were responsible for my sister’s disappearance and I needed help? That they were the real monsters? That I had nowhere to go? I tried to form words, but instead an odd squeak came out from the back of my throat.

“I, I-I … My p-parents,” I managed to croak.

“Are you the kid who came by my work last week?”

“Y-yes!” I stammered. “Please help me! My parents, they … they lied to me. My s-sister, she’s gone because of them.” Fresh tears ran down my cheek, and I started to wheeze. “They did this.”

He cursed. “Meet me at the autobody shop in ten minutes. Don’t stop by your house, just come straight here.”

“Okay,” I whimpered. The line went dead, and I hung up the receiver. I took in a deep breath and wiped at my eyes trying to calm myself, but I was frantic.

All this time, my parents had planned this. How long had they been preparing? How was it even possible to summon a monster? It could've taken me or Immy. Did they even care which one of us it took? How was Trent even going to protect me from them? They were still my parents, weren’t they?

Stop it, I told myself. Freaking out wouldn't solve anything. I needed to head over to the autobody shop and figure this out before my parents got home. I forced myself back on my bike and pedaled as fast as I could.

By the time I reached Steve’s Autobody, Trent was standing in the parking lot next to an old red pickup truck. He waved at me and I stopped my bike behind the truck. This close, his concern was evident in his crinkled forehead and raised eyebrows.

“Are you okay?”

I shook my head. The last thing I wanted was to have a mental breakdown in public, and talking about everything now would most likely put me in a frenzy again.

Trent gestured to my bike and I nodded, wheeling it to him. He raised it up into the bed of his truck.

“Where are we going?” I asked.

“We shouldn’t talk about anything unless we know we’re safe and won’t be heard.” He walked over to the passenger side and opened the door, signaling me to get in. “I’ll take you back to my place.”

I stood there, unsure of myself. If I went with him, there’d be no turning back from whatever information he shared. Did I really want to know what was going on around me? Could the situation get any worse than it already was?

Trent frowned. “I’m not a perv, kid. Do you want answers or not?”

Unable to protest, I got in the car.

The drive to Trent’s place wasn’t far, just a couple miles west, he told me. Still, the trip there was awkward. Country music played in the background, and he kept trying to make small talk, but I didn’t really know what to say.



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