Chapter Eight-Wherein Anna Gets Grounded For Eternity And I Get Sent To Grandma's House

The moment Tegan’s dad dropped me, Katie, and Anna off I knew I was in trouble. Tegan’s dad had picked us up ‘cause my mom was working and Dave was paying taxes. When we walked in, Dave shouted “Annabelle Mariana Wilkins and Kieyra Mary Lynn Gordon, you two are SO grounded!” He sounded stern. Like, really stern. “For how long?” Anna asked.
“Eternity!”
“Okay...now what’d I do?”
“Come. Here.” We found Dave in the living room. Charlie the guinea pig lay covered in blood and dead in his cage. Dave was gripping angrily onto a piece of paper.
“This...” he started, “This is why you’re grounded.” He handed us the paper to read.

Dear Little Davey,
Did you like my little artwork with the guinea pig? Betcha thought I was locked up, didn’t you? I hear you got yourself a little girlfriend. Over Izzy yet? I doubt it. Well, anyways, you can thank your precious little Annabelle and my pretty little doppelganger for my release. Silly little girl, that Anna is... Speaking of, I’d like to speak to Kieyra sometime soon. You could give her that message, couldn’t you?
Love,
Katerina Petrova

“It wasn’t my fault! Kieyra made me do it!” Anna pointed to me accusingly.
“Okay, that is NOT true.” Anna looked at me, as if to say “what the hell are you talking about!”
“Okay, maybe it is a little bit true.”
“She negotiated with me.” Anna explained.
“You can’t ground me.” I said in a smart-aleckey tone.
“Oh? And why not?”
“Because,” I chuckled, “What’re you gonna tell my mom when she asks WHY I’m grounded? Yes, Janette, I grounded your daughter because she let the woman responsible for my wife’s death out of a tomb and dragged my daughter into it? Oh, and by the way, we’re all vampires.”I smirked. Dave looked at me, then the floor, then the ceiling, then back to me again and sighed.
“Fine. You’re officially un-grounded.” he grumbled. I happily skipped off to my room.

Later that night, at dinner, I was playing video games with Nathen and Katie. Anna would have been playing too, except she was still mad at me for “freaking using” her. Her words, not mine. It was all silent until the phone rang. My mom ran to get the phone.
“Hello? Who? Yes, she’s here. Why? Okay, I’ll give her the phone. Kieyra, it’s for you!”
“Who is it?” I asked. My mom put the phone back to her ear.
“Who is this?” there was a female voice on the phone, and then “Kat, from school,” she said, “She says you two are working on a project together.”
“Oh. Right.” I said, as if I knew what the heck she was talking about. I took the phone from her.
“Hello?”
“Did you get my little message?” One word. Katherine.

“Yeah, um, I did do some of the work on the project. I’m actually gonna go upstairs and read it to you.” I said, loud enough so Dave and Mom could hear. I ran upstairs into my bedroom and turned on the water in the bathroom.
“Nice cover.”
“What do you want, Katherine?”
“I need you to sneak out tonight, meet me at the park across town from your house with the tire swing at midnight. Don’t tell anybody where you’re going or who you’re meeting.”
“And if I don’t come?”
“Then you’ll suffer the consequences. Goodbye, Kieyra.” There was a click and then a dial tone.

It was exactly 11:47 PM and I was ready to go. The only problem was, Dave was pacing outside me and Anna’s doors, and the only window that I could get through and climb out of without landing on something hard and making noise was Nathen’s. The only problem was that Nathen’s room was on the other side of the house, which means I would have to get past Mom and Dave first. Then it hit me. I walked out of my room and started walking to Nathen’s room. “Where are you going?” Dave stopped me.
“Nathen’s room. It’s hot in mine and he has the best air conditioning in the house. Is there any other reason to go into Nate’s room? Dave, come on. If I was gonna escape I would have done so already. My room does have windows, you know.”
“Fine.” He let me past. Once I was in Nathen’s room, I changed into my skinny jeans and long sleeved shirt, put on my high-tops and started silently opening the window. Nathen started to wake up. “Kieyra?” he asked sleepily.
“Shh! It’s a dream, you’re dreaming.” I reassured. Nathen nodded and went back to sleep. Then I made my escape.

“You’re late.” Katherine said. I checked my phone. 12:03 PM.
“My brother almost caught me.”
“I was starting to think you wouldn’t show.” I smiled.
“I’m not scared of you, Katherine.”
“You should be. Anyways, I need you to keep this safe for me.” She handed me a smooth blue rock. I turned it around in my hand a few times.
“What is this?”
“Lapis lazuli, the one Damien needs to break the curse.” I put it in my pocket.
“And you’re giving this to me why?”
“Cause Damien thinks I have it and it’ll throw him off guard.” she said. It was hard to notice in the dark, but Katherine had changed from her filthy dress into a black leather jacket and tight skinny jeans. She had showered for the first time in a VERY long time, and her hair was now even MORE perfectly curly, if that was possible. She was only about an inch and a half taller than me (I'm 5 foot 5). We could pass for sisters. Hell, we could pass for twins. She noticed my constant stare and smiled. “This whole doppelganger thing fascinates you, doesn’t it?”
“Just a little.” I admitted.
“You better go. Besides, I have somewhere to be.” then she disappeared. I went back home and crawled up to Nathen’s room. And then, it all went downhill.


“Well, well, well, look what we have here.” My mom stood with Dave and Nathen in front of the window.
“Um...hi mom. Hi Dave. Hi Nate.” Mom rolled her eyes.
“Where were you? Out “chillin with your peeps”?” I sighed.
“No, mom. I went to go help my friend, the one who called me, with the project. She texted me, and it was late, so I left. I’m sorry mom.” I lied.
“Well, it was for school purposes...you’re not grounded. Yet.” My mom left the room. I left to go to my room, but Dave followed me. “Cut the crap, where were you really?” he asked.
“What in hell makes you think I’m gonna tell you?” he pinned me up against the wall by my neck.
“I. Can’t. Tell. You.” I said, struggling to break free of his grasp.
“And why not?”
“Because I’m a good friend.” He let me go and I went to bed.

The next morning, my mom knocked on my door at seven AM, even though it was a Saturday. “Go away.” I groaned, pulling my pillow over my head. “I just talked to Grandma. I’ve arranged for you to go to her house for a couple of weeks. Maybe it’ll help you to get away from all the stress that this new life is causing you.” Mom’s been going on about this stress thing ever since we moved in with Dave. It’s quite frankly very annoying.
“Moooooooooom!” I whined.
“Don’t you mom me. You’re going and that’s final.”

It’s not that I have anything against my grandparents. Really, I love them. It’s just that for a few years now my Great Aunt Harriet has been living there, and she, like, hates me. Every time I come over she says something mean to me and then goes on about some prophecy/devil nonsense that no one understands. It’s getting worse with age.

Worst. Punishment. Ever.

Whoa...

I just saw a video on youtube depicting what a relationship between Stefan Salvatore (character on vampire diaries) and a cactus would be like.... TEAM STACTUS!!!!!!!! lol!!!!

random thoughts

okay, this isn't a chapter. i get it. you're all pissed now cuz this isnt a chapter. just wanted to show you a few things.
1. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=boLWMhzYYPo go there cause this video is soooo freakin hillarious!!! TRAAAPD, aka teens raising awareness about awful parent driving. Its a funny SNL skit that Taylor Swift did. Regardless of if you like her, the skit is hillarious
2.

Okay, yes this is from The Vampire Diaries, but i thought it sorta reflected on chapter 6. i know i told some of you that i was gonna put this picture i took with my ipod, and yes, this is the EXACT same pic that i took while watching the episode on my ipod, but ITS NOT!!!!!! i found it on google!!!!! the 1 on my ipod looks the same tho!!!!!!!!! Weird, huh? and if you have very blurred vision and look at this carefully (with the blurred vision of course) it'll look sort of how i envisioned Kieyra talking to Katherine in Chapter Six. the pic on my ipod was better quality, btw.
3. I LOVE YOU GUYS!!!! i know ur just my dad, aunt (occasionally) and mom, but UR AWESOME!!!!!
4. i love how british people say doppelganger. it amuses me.
5. youh the doppelgangah. yes, that was how the british say it.
6. MOOOOOOM!!! YOURE RUINING MY COMMERCIAL!!!! lol that was from the snl skit i told you about.
7. DRIVING WHILE LECTURING
Dad: well if you want to be treated like an adult you have to start acting like one!
Kid: You're driving on the sidewalk.
DRIVING WHILE REVEALING FAMILY SECRETS
Mom: you know, before me, your father was married to a korean woman.
DRIVING WHILE TRYING TO FIND A CELL PHONE YOU DROPPED
*Cell phone rings*
dad: where the hell is it?
kid: i think it's in the dash board
dad: how the hell did it get in there?!?!?!
DRVING WHILE HAVING A SARCASTIC CONVERSATION WITH THE CAR IN FRONT OF YOU
Dad:no, don't turn on your turn signal. after you, your higness. Oh! He's got a gun. He's got a gun!
DRIVING WHILE TRYING TO GET SOMETHING FROM YOUR PURSE
kid:no, mom, i don't need a tissue!
Mom: yes you do!
kid: mom!
8. "We've just been had."
9. pfft...pfft...what vampire!?
10:WHY YOU SO STUPID!!!!!!!
11. The Petrova's arent evil, just misunderstood.

okay, now i'm done ranting. wait...wait...
SHAAAAAAARON!!! I'M SOOOO CONFUSED!!!!!!! thats ozzy osboune i think.

Chapter Seven-Wherein I Make A Big Mistake

“Are you out of your freaking mind! No. No, no, no. No! I refuse to help you. This is a stupid idea.” Anna hurried to catch up to me as I ‘power walked’ back to the campsite.
“It’s not a stupid idea. She’s been locked up in a tomb for three hundred years. It’s the least I can do for her.”
“Which bumps it up to a HELL NO.”
“Fine then. I’ll get Katie to help. Or Sarah...I’m sure she’d love to do it.” Out of all the Wilkins sisters, Sarah is the most naive and oblivious one. Even though she’s a vampire/witch, she pretty much focuses on just being, well, seventeen. She’s kind of an air head.
“No, Kieyra, you don’t understand. Katherine killed my mom. Well, not really, but she was responsible for it.” I stopped.
“Explain.”
“My mom, Isobel, put the curse on Damien’s people, right? Well, after that, Damien was really mad. He tried to get my mom to undo the spell, but she refused and he killed her, and forced me, Katie, Sarah and my dad to watch. It was excruciating.”
“But Katherine was best friends-”
“Katherine knew my mom was dead. She knew Damien was gonna kill her. She didn’t care, Kieyra. She didn’t care.” I thought about it for a minute. Why would I want to free Katherine? Because freeing her will get you on her good side, I reminded myself.
“Pllllllllllleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeease?”
“No.”
“Pretty pretty please?”
“No.”
“Pretty please with a cherry on top?”
“No.”
“I’ll be your best friend!”
“No!”
“I’ll give you my allowance for a month.”
“Are you negotiating with me?”
“...Yes.”
“Keep talking.”
“And I’ll do your chores for a month.”
“Two months, and you’ll clean Charlie’s cage.” Charlie was our pet guinea pig who...well... went to the bathroom a lot.
“Ugh, fine.”

After we got back to the campsite, Tegan ran up to me. “Where have you been? I haven’t seen you since this morning!”
“In the tomb.” I kept walking to my tent.
“Why were you in the tomb?”
“I was talking to Katherine.”
“Why the hell were you talking to Katherine?”
“And this is your business because...”
“Because we’re best friends!” she shouted. I sighed.
“I needed answers.”

“I’m telling you, this idea is stupid!” Anna said, coming up to me.
“Anna, not now.”
“What idea?” Tegan asked.
“We’re gonna free Katherine.” Anna said.
“You’re gonna WHAT?”
“Let me explain.” Tegan turned back to me.
“...We’re gonna free Katherine.”
“What! Why???”
“Exactly my point.” Anna said, throwing her hands up in the air. I rolled my eyes.
“Look, I have my reasons.” I said.
“Fine, whatever, do what you gotta do.” Tegan said.

The next day, around 5 AM, me and Anna left the campsite to go to the tomb. “I still don’t get why we’re doing this.” Anna said. “Because, I’m being a good person and doing her a favor.” Anna rolled her eyes.

“Katherine...” I called, looking into the tomb. Anna was sitting on the stone floor saying nonsense words-or as she said, the spell that lifted the seal. Katherine staggered out from the shadows. “ ‘Ello Kieyra. Annabelle.” She said weakly, leaning against the dirt covered wall. I gave her a bottle of blood from Anna’s bag. “What’s she doing?” Katherine asked, after she was done drinking the blood. Anna got up and came over to me. “It’s done.” she said.
“The spell has been lifted. You’re free to leave.” I said, backing up from the doorway. Katherine walked out. “Thank you, Kieyra.” She turned to Anna, chuckled, and shook your head. She looked at both of us and smiled. “You girls have no idea what you just did.” She waved and disappeared. Anna groaned. “What did we do?”
“I think we just made a really big mistake.” Anna banged her head against the wall. Tegan came down the hallway. “Mrs. Stewart’s back.” she said. We all ran back to the site. Mrs. Stewart stood in front of a crowd with ripped clothes and knotted hair, holding her “Twilight” book. “You have no freaking idea what I’ve been through.” Mrs. Stewart said, brushing some dirt off of her grass stained pants. We heard sirens. Monica, and Hannah x2 ran towards Mrs. Stewart. “We found cell phone signal! Hannah W. dialed 911 and the police are coming!” Monica squealed. “Over here!” Everyone started screaming.

After the police found us, they called all of our parents and we all went home. Before that, though, we all got asked what happened to Sylvie French. The universal answer the police got was that she disappeared. Which, in a way, she did disappear. Down a hole. She was probably dead, and no one would know.

And it was all my fault.

Chapter Six- Plan B

A wise man once said, “If you want something done right, you have to do it yourself.” Who that man was, I have no idea. All I know is never send a bunch of morons to do a vampire’s job.

“Are you sure about this, Kieyra?” Anna Wilkins, Dave’s daughter, stood beside me. We were on our way to the tomb. I had to talk to Katherine. You see, after the Angry Pickles’ epic failure, I had a plan B. I had to ask Katherine about the whole doppelganger curse, and about Damien and his “minions”.
“Yeah, I’m sure. She’s locked up, she can’t hurt me.” We went down a stone staircase, then followed a long hallway to a narrow doorway. “Katherine?” I called. We heard a noise coming from the other side of the doorway. Shuffle. Shuffle. Crash. Shuffle. Then we saw a shady figure crawling towards us.

Katherine was wearing a very old, dirty, and tattered 18th century dress. Her hair was messy, but perfectly curled and fell halfway down her back. She had deep brown eyes like chocolate. She looked like... an older version of me. “Hello Kieyra.” She smiled, and then looked at Anna. “Hello, Annabelle.”
“Katerina.” Anna replied. Wait- Anna knew Katherine? What??????
“Please, it’s the 21st century. Call me Katherine.” she was still grinning devilishly.
“I’d rather not. That would be disgraceful to my sister.” Katherine turned her attention back to me.
“Hm, you do look like me. It’s almost scary. Almost.” I turned to face Anna. “You can go now. I’ll text you if I need you.” Anna nodded and went back down the hallway. “Brought something for you.” I reached into the bag I brought and pulled out a bottle of blood I stole from Anna’s secret stash. Katherine ran towards the exit and smashed against the invisible barrier that contained her. “Ah ah ah, not so fast.” I pulled out a small plastic cup from my bag. I was having the strangest sense of deja vu- I think this happened in an episode of Vampire Diaries. The main character went to go see her double in a tomb and brought a bottle of blood and a cup and she wanted to know about a curse. Weird, huh?

I know what you’re thinking. Only I would point that out. Okay, maybe it’s true, but that’s not the point.

“First, you tell me how you know Anna. Then, maybe I’ll give you some.” she sighed. “I knew Anna’s mother, Isobel. We were friends, actually. Best friends. She was a witch. Therefore, Anna and her sisters are probably witches.” Katherine shrugged. I poured some blood in the cup and pushed it past the barrier. After she was done drinking, she flicked the cup back to me. “Wow, you really are like me.” she chuckled. “Now, what is it that Damien wants from me?”
“He wants you to sacrifice to break my curse. Such a shame, you have such a pretty face... I rolled my eyes. “Just like mine.” She added. “Yes, except I have nice hair and clean clothes.” she shrugged again. “Three hundred years in a tomb can do that to a person.” I poured more blood and gave it to her. “Good girl.” I mocked.
“Don’t push it.”
“Now, how do I not get killed or sacrificed?”
“Well, you either keep running and escape Damien and wait ‘till all of them turn to dust-which, considering some of their nicer people, and by that I mean cuter, I don’t think you want to do that.”

“And what’s the other way.”
“Also known as your only option? You have to go up to Damien and drive a stake through his heart.”
“Couldn’t I just kill you?” she laughed.
“You do realize that would kill you, right?”
“Oh. Right. Wait, if it hurts me when you get hurt, does that mean that when I get hurt, you can feel it?”
“Yeah. And thanks for all the times you got vervained, by the way.”
“You’re welcome.”I smirked. I heard someone coming down the hallway, and then, “What are you doing here?” I spun around. Alec was standing there, confused. Katherine chuckled. “And this is why you have to kill Damien.” she pointed to Alec. Okay, I guess you could consider Alec somewhat attractive. Ocean blue eyes, Dark hair, perfect face... Yeah, sort of attractive. “What are you doing here?” I asked.
“I’m on Katerina duty. Now, why are you here?”
“I’m here for answers. Not that you ever gave me any. I mean, damn it, are you the good guy or the bad guy? Make up your mind!”
“I only do what I’m told.”
“Well I think it’s time you stopped giving a crap what Damien tells you and stand up for yourself.” With that I stormed out of the tomb.
“How’d it go?” Anna asked. She was standing outside of the tomb. “Fine.” I said angrily.
“I got what I needed. Now let’s go.”
“What’s with you? What are you so pissed about?”
“Nothing.” I lied.
“What did she do?”
“It’s not Katherine who’s got me pissed. She was actually kind of helpful.”
“Yes, of course she would be nice to you. You’re the doppelganger. You die she dies.”
“Yes, and I consider that an asset. I guess that curse wasn’t really thought out very well. If I get sacrificed, Katherine will die.”
“Which is why she wants you to kill Damien.”
“One thousand points to the eavesdropper.”I smiled. She laughed.
“So, Alec...” she started. I rolled my eyes.
“No, it’s totally not like that. Besides, he’s the one I’m mad at. Dude needs to decide which side he’s on.”
“Really? Cause he seems like one of those guys you can’t stay mad at. Like, ever.”
“Oh yeah, watch me.”
“So what are we gonna do next?” Anna asked.
“ ‘We’ meaning...”
“ ‘We’ meaning me and you.” She said.
“Katherine said something about your mom, Isobel, being a witch, and you too.”
“Yeah.”
“Do you know a spell that can seal vampires into a room?”
“Yeah...”
“And do you know how to take that same spell off of a sealed room?”
“Yeah, why?” I smiled.
“We’re gonna free Katherine.”

Chapter Five-EPIC FAILURE

Hey! this chapter's a little shorter than the others but enjoy anyway!! kay bye!
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Sylvie French opened her eyes. She could feel the blood coming out from a gash in the side of her head. I’m going to die, she thought. She saw two dark figures emerging from the shadows, one boy and one girl. “What do you suppose Damien would want us to do with this one, Ana?” The boy said. He looked young, maybe in his mid-twenties. The girl, Ana, sighed. “Lukas, what did Damien always say?” Lukas sighed. “If they’re gonna die, turn them, then bring them to Damien. If they’re not hurt badly, just bring them to Damien. In all cases, bring outsiders to Damien.” Lukas said. Sylvie groaned. “She’s still alive. You know what that means.” Ana smiled devilishly, putting her pale, slender arm to her lips. She bit down hard, piercing her own skin until it bled, and forced the bloody arm into Sylvie’s mouth. Sylvie squirmed but Lukas held her down firmly until she cooperated. She stopped fighting as she realized her wounds were beginning to heal. Then, as Sylvie began to rise from the ground beneath her, Ana placed her cold hands on Sylvie’s neck and there was a sickening snap as her neck snapped and her body fell limp onto the cold, hard dirt floor of the underground world.

After an hour of chasing squirrels and deer and hunting whatever animals crossed my path, I finally remembered my prior task. I found Tegan and Travis playing games on their iPods near the campsite. “So, about that location.” I leaned up against a tree. “Right. It’s latitude 5.69964- ”
“Travis. Human words.”Travis sighed. The little shrimp of a boy was getting on my nerves. We might as well get this over with as quickly as possible. “Somewhere near the campsite we were supposed to go to. I can map it out for you if you’d like.” Travis suggested. I nodded and walked over to the guys’ tent. Sean, Chris, Ryan, Sam, Matt, and Mark were playing poker with acorns. “Ryan. Mark. Sam. I have a mission for you guys. Come with me.” Ryan, Mark and Sam stood up and exited the tent without asking any questions. “I need you to go talk to Travis about a tomb somewhere near here, After that I’ll need to see if Tegan has any vervain left.”
“What’s the point of this, exactly?” Sam asked.
“It’s complicated. For now I’ll just call it ‘operation doppelganger’. I’ll explain later. Just go find Travis!”

It was a few hours later and Tegan, Sam, Ryan, Mark and I had discussed the plan.


OBSERVATIONS REPORT
a report by Tegan Levi, Sam Dalton, Ryan Masden, Mark Keith, and Kieyra Gordon
At approximately 13:26, Operatives Levi, Dalton, Masden, Keith, and Gordon (Hereafter referred to as “the angry pickles”,as suggested by Operative Dalton) discussed the following mission:
At 13:35, Operatives Dalton, Masden, and Keith would make their way to the location indicated on a map provided by Travis Nixon. Meanwhile, Operatives Gordon and Levi would remain in a secluded area of the woods. Operative Levi had been instructed to tie Operative Gordon firmly to a tree with chains found in the back of the remains of the school bus. This action was performed on account of a)to stop Operative Gordon from wandering and preventing Operative Levi from observing any effects of the following mission, and b) to keep Operative Gordon from doing something about “those killing people feelings”.




Once the Angry Pickles have completed the first task, Operatives Keith, Masden, and Dalton must use the following materials to injure the occupant of the tomb:
- Vervain
- Wood
- Sharpened Pencils
- Rocks


The purpose of this operation is to see if Operative Gordon is connected in any way to the occupant of the tomb, hereafter referred to as “KP”.

“How much longer?” I whined to Tegan. Things get boring when you’re tied up to a tree. Plus, the chains are super uncomfortable. Tegan rolled her eyes. “I don’t know. Sam will call any minute now.” Tegan glanced at the walkie-talkie in her hand. “The Pickles have landed. I repeat, The Pickles have landed. Over.” Sam buzzed on the walkie-talkie. Tegan rolled her eyes. “What mode of torture should we use first?” Sam asked. “Vervain. Over.” Tegan said. The boys had made “Vervain grenades” with the help of Travis. They’re little balls with vervain water in them that explode on contact. Pretty cool, huh?

Not when you’re the one who may or may not feel their wrath.

“The door’s open and we have visual on the subject. Repeat, we have visual. Preparing the Vervain Grenades. Over.” I made a small sound that sounded like a whimper. “Grenades ready. Launch on 5...4...3...2...1" Another second and my face, legs and arms were burning. I screamed. The guys launched another grenade and the pain got worse. “Stop, STOP! Everything you’re doing to her is hurting Kieyra, you’re hurting Kieyra!” the wounds caused by the vervain were healing. The boys had stopped. We heard muffled talking coming from the walkie talkie.
“...dropped the talkie...”
“...before the vampire chick gets it...”
“...went in the tomb...”
“...supposed to get it back now, dipwad!”
There was a new voice on the walkie-talkie now. A girl’s voice. Laughter. Then the guys came in again distantly. “What are you doing with that stick?” I heard Mark ask. More innocent girl laughter and a sharp pain like a knife being dragged across my arm. Words were being spelled out across my arm, like in that Harry Potter movie where the teacher made Harry use the “Special Quill” that wrote “I will not tell lies” on his hand by cutting it. First an “I”. Then “Am.” the last word was longer, so I couldn’t read it as quickly.

Finally, “I AM KATHERINE” was engraved in my skin. Then, the girl’s voice came from the walkie-talkie again.

“Hello, Kieyra.”

“ABORT MISSION! ABORT MISSION! THIS CHICK’S A PSYCHO!” I heard the guys say.

Well, that mission was an epic failure. But at least we learned one thing:

Don’t bleep around in a tomb near a psycho!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Chapter Four PART TWO-Can't Keep Secrets Forever

Thanks for being patient!!!!! Here's the end of chapter 4!!!!!!!
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“What’s so special about that hole?” Mark Keith asked, coming towards the hole with glow sticks. “We’re not using the glow sticks, Mark. Miss save-the-animals says it’s wrong.” Sean said, glaring at me. “What do we care?” Mark cracked a purple glow stick and threw it down the hole. “NO! Guys, do you have any idea how much crap we’re in now?” I paced back and forth anxiously, going through worst-case-scenarios in my head.”What’s so bad about a little squirrel?” Sean asked, looking at me like I had four heads. “It’s not about the squirrels! It’s the people, or monsters, or whatever the heck they are!!” I freaked.
“People?” Sean asked. “What people?”
“Uh...” What could I say? Sean, there are evil vampires down there?
“...Really bad people who kill people when they’re upset?” I said, but it came out more like a question. I was getting into that panicky mode where I started saying things that I shouldn’t. “I mean, it’s not like there’s mythical creatures down there. Pfft, pfft...what vampire? I mean, it’s not like if you go down there you’re gonna turn into a vampire! Um...” The guys took a step back.
“Kieyra...Is there something you’re not telling us?” Ryan asked.
“We never mentioned vampires.” Mark added.
“Okay, well, I fell down that hole and, like, kinda died.” I said. The guys looked confused. Like, REALLY confused. “Which is basically implying that I’m undead, so...Yeah.” So yeah? Was that the best I could come up with? The guys stepped back, deciding whether or not they should run. I rolled my eyes. “I’m not gonna kill you!” I turned to Sean. “Even if I wanted to.” I added, speaking almost directly to him. “So what happens if one of us falls in the hole?” Chris asked, speaking for the first time today. “Well, you could either end up like me, be kept as a slave, or...”
“Or what?” Chris asked.
“Or you die.” Everyone was silent. “For example.” I ran back to the camp site, picked up Sylvie, and ran back to the hole. I dropped Sylvie and watched as she struggled painfully to get up.
“Hey Sylvie.” I said, smirking.
“Bye Sylvie.” I pushed her into the hole. The last thing I heard from her was her swearing and screaming before she hit the ground and was immediately silenced. The boys gasped. “See, she’s never coming back up.”