Can You Keep a Secret?
The Second Culprit
Previous ChapterNext ChapterFor the first couple hours, the campers had done some activities with the two sibling counsellors. Today was more of a relaxation day, as today was supposed to be a rather hot day, and Timber and Gloriosa both knew that these campers were definitely not up for hiking or volleyball.
“Man! It sure has warmed up since this morning!” Indigo Zap exclaimed with immense happiness, putting her hands on her hips and she looked up at the now, clear, blue sky.
“Agreed!” Green Heart nodded at Indigo Zap, but kept her distance. She didn't feel too comfortable around any of the other Shadowbolts besides Lemon Zest.
“But that's exactly why the weather was so cold this morning, and explains why it was so foggy.” Sugarcoat added, with her normal, monotone voice.
Green Heart shyly slid away from the other Shadowbolts before she could get dragged into any conversation with the others, and just headed to the dock and approached Lemon Zest, who was sitting at the end with a fishing rod, and as always, her headphones had been on, covering her ears.
Lemon Zest was bobbing her head up and down as she watched her rod, keeping both hands on the handle.
“Did you catch anything yet??”
Green Heart approached her, as she struggled to sit beside her.
Lemon Zest shot her head up when she noticed Her friend, and flipped off her headphones, letting them rest around her neck.
“Timber was bullshitting when he said this was a good place to catch fish.”
“Nothin’ eh?” Green Heart gave her friend an unsure look and sighed.
“Sorry to hear that.” She looked down into the clear water, to see hers and Lemon Zest’s reflection.
She smiled.
“So dude, what do you think about Sunny Flare, do ya think she's overreacting?” Lemon Zest asked, raising a brow to her friend.
“I'm not sure... I would be upset, if I was her too.” Green Heart, looked up at her, shifting her smile to an unsettled one.
The two stared at each other, for a moment in silence.
Lemon Zest sighed and pulled her fishing rod up from the water and placed it beside her on the dock.
“Ugh, I’m totally over this fishing thing. Let’s so see if we can get some lemonade or something.”
“Of course you’d want lemonade.” Green Heart shook her head and chuckled before slowly trying to stand up, using her crutches as a support for her body.
Lemon Zest grabbed her under her arm and helped her up as well and the two headed back to the shore to go talk to the others for refreshments.
As everyone chilled about, the sound of a lot car could be heard from the distance.
As it pulled up, everyone seemed to be a little intrigued by the large vehicle that had so quickly pulled up to the Camp.
“How the hell did that thing manage to get through the bushes without getting scratched?” A unnoted camper said.
The car made its way passed the sign and skidded up to the main lodge in a rather quick pace.
When it finally came to a stop, everyone had stood their ground away from the large care.
In fact most camper could tell by now that this was indeed a limo.
As the campers watched in curiosity, Gloriosa, who was standing on the attached porch to the lodge, quickly made her way back inside and headed to her desk, nervously.
“Bring the campers for a hike.” She had told her brother before hand.
Timber who was also on the porch, watched with a cocked eyebrow. Knowing clearly who this was.
He hand nodded slightly to Gloriosa's request as he watched a rather tall, suited man make his way out of the driver's side of the vehicle.
The man had slicked back hair, and His suit was mostly Blue, and he wore a Red tie that was almost as long as his torso.
He glanced around at the group of confused campers, only raising a brow, before noticing Timber, and then approaching him.
“Good afternoon Mr. Sprucey.” His southern Accent teased as he put folded his arms, and gave him a somewhat pissy smirk.
“Filthy Rich..” Timber sighed and glared at him. He did not remove his eyes from the sight of this brute.
“What do you want?..” Timber continued. “We've given you all your money up to date.”
“Not necessarily, Timber Spruce. I've done the math, You're still not up to the full amount.” Filthy Rich added to this argument. “Let me talk it over with your sister.. Hmm?”
Timber sneered.
He knew what he had planned, Filthy Rich and Gloriosa, alone. Timber knew it wasn't good.
He knew what the madman would do to her, it wasn't something new.
But, Timber also knew that Gloriosa was capable of doing something bad too.
Timber didn't agree with what Filthy Rich wanted, and in turn, he moved himself towards the door of Gloriosa's office.
“You don't need to talk with her. You can talk with me. It's all the same.
“I think I'd rather talk with Your, rather, lovely sister if you don't mind.”
Filthy Rich put a hand on Timber’s shoulder and forced him out of the way.
Timber sneered again and gave the most deathening glared towards Filthy Rich.
“I'm warning you once, and I’m not doing it twice. That is not a good idea. Don't go in there. Leave her be!” He told the older man angrily, pointing a finger to him.
“She'll Leave you in a ditch..” He told him lastly.
Flithy Rich glared at him and cocked an eyebrow before taking both his hands and pushing Timber away, causing the young camper to fall over, but he stopped the fall from injuring him with his hands.
“Spare me the bull-crap Timber.” Filthy Rich shook his head before putting his hand on the door and making his way into the office.
All the time, Gloriosa's had been observing under her fingers as she had her hands covering her face.
When she saw her brother be pushed over by Filthy Rich, she felt another nerve snap in her body. Her blood boiled to the brim, and her eye twitched more than it ever had before.
She removed her hands from her face and watched Filthy Rich as he entered her office with out a welcome.
“Ms. Daisy…” He taunted as he approached her desk.
Gloriosa immediately stood up from her seat and approached Filthy Rich head on.
“I heard I’m not Full on my payments..” Her voice was calm, almost alluring.
She had put her hands on his shoulders as she turned him around.
Filthy Rich watched her.
This wasn't like Gloriosa. Crawling over him was the last thing she would do.
But she had a plan.
Knowing this man, it was going to work.
“Yes, you aren't.” Filthy Rich shook his head as he gazed down at Gloriosa.
Their eyes locked.
“Mr. Rich, I'm all out of money, you know there is another way for me to repay you, right?...”
Her voice slowly melted into an alluring tone.
Her hands trickling over the man’s chest, making circles.
It's almost like, she was trying to seduce him? But God forbid, she hated this man.
“Perhaps, I can allow it, once more Gloriosa.”
Filthy Rich chuckled as he leaned his head more down to be more with Gloriosa.
“Oh don't you worry Mr. Rich, this will certainly be the last time..” Those last words that came out of Gloriosa’s mouth seemed more violent than ever, it took Filthy Rich by quite some surprise.
But he had no time to respond as Gloriosa quickly, and regrettingly, made a move.
She placed her lips against his, and placed her arms on top of the man’s shoulders.
Filthy Rich shook off his curiosity of Gloriosa's sudden change of mood, as the made their way to the other side of her desk.
His back faced the desk.
Gloriosa held the kiss, only until her arms had snaked over his shoulders. Her hands roamed the desk, until one snuck under some papers.
Then, up came a filled, long needle. Low and behold it was filled to the brim with a dark purple substance. It seemed to be very watery.
She smirked before quickly bringing her arms back up shoving the needle into the back of Filthy Rich’s neck, not so gently either.
At first, he thought that it was Gloriosa's nails, but when she had broken the kiss and had moved back away from him, he noticed the needle in her hand that was not empty.
He looked at her with wide eyes.
His legs immediately became weak, and he could feel himself becoming dizzy.
Gloriosa’s whole facial expression changed as she had wiped her mouth of the saliva from the brute and had spit on the floor violently.
“Y-You.. Bitch..” He murmured before his eyes closed shut and he collapsed on the floor.
“Hmp. Gotcha’.” Gloriosa put a hand to her hip as she chucked the needle into the trash bin beside her desk.
She left the unconscious man there as she approached the door and ran over to Timber who was gathering the camper to get ready for a hike.
“You can handle them on your own?” She whispered to him as he was packing a bag.
“Yeah yea- Wait.. What did you do? Where is he??” Timber asked, his eyes Immediately went wide.
“That is none of your business, now go!” She told her brother before she ran back to her office and locked the door behind her, and waited patiently before the campers, and Timber, all left the camp.
Author's Note
OH WOW OKAY, SO.
ITS BEEN OVER A MONTH SINCE I UPDATED THIS FANFIC, but get this, I kept getting writers block and I had ZERO inspiration to write aNYTHING. But huzzah! Its finally here! I hope you all enjoy!
Again, sorry for such a long, God damn, wait.
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