Mysteries and Suspense Short Stories Collection by Tamikio L. Reardon (best ebook reader for ubuntu .TXT) 📕

Donovan was stopping by for while I would let him come over. I will make popcorn and we can watch a movie for the night. Mom loved Donovan, but daddy….it was whole different story. Dad claims there is something creepy and not right about Donovan, but he is my dad all dads do not think any guy is good enough for their daughters. Donovan would be over about 8 so I better freshen up before he gets here. I have been dating Donovan Westbrook for only three months now. He has been living here in Capers Valley for almost three years and the first year and half he was dating Francetta Jackson. He says he had to break up with her because she was too bossy. Francetta moved away last spring she no longer lives in Capers Valley. Drying my hair from getting out of the shower, I heard the door bell ringing it must be Donovan it was a little after 8 now. Slipping on a pair of jeans and a tee shirt, I ran downstairs taking them two at a time to see who was at the door. Looking out the window sure enough it was Donovan. Answering the door he stood there with a big smile on his face along with a bag of popcorn and a movie. Pulling him inside the house we both jumped on the couch playfully tugging at one another. “Wait I forgot to get the sodas what would you like?” “A coke is fine.” Going to kitchen to grab us some cokes, I turned to look at Donovan in the living room and dropped both the cokes on the floor. Donovan was gone and no longer sitting on the couch in the living room in front of

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the TV. Going into the living room around the couch he was there sitting in the same spot I left him to go get a coke. He stood up in front of me. “What was that noise? Where are the cokes?” I looked him in the face puzzled and amused. He dropped his warning expression and looked at me with irritation. “Let me guess you thought I was gone again and didn’t see me right?” “Yes I did….and no Donovan I don’t need glass!” He dropped back down on the couch and looked at me even more annoyed now. “This has made the fourth time Julie you said you didn’t see me on four different occasions are you sure you don’t need glasses?” I turned on my heels rolling my eyes and going into the kitchen. He followed me now with a serious look. “Julie, I’m serious, don’t you think you need to go get your eyes examined?” Standing up from cleaning potion of the cokes off the floor I angrily looked at him. “Now Donovan I do not need glasses so stop sweating me?” He started to back away from me defensively and headed back to the couch. With a sigh, I placed the dirty towel drenched with cokes on the counter and walked over to him. “Donovan I swear on my grandmother’s grave I do not see at times it’s like you disappear and fade way for minutes I know for a fact it has nothing to do with me needing glasses.” He sat on the edge of the couch looking at me. “Your going to do one of the two things for me….you’re going to go get your eyes examined or you’re going to stop scaring the hell out of me every time you think you don’t see me do we have a deal?” Shaking my head at him disgust I got off the couch. “Okay.” I will just stop saying I don’t see him I refuse to go get my eyes examined.

 

The next following night, I decided it was time for me to start asking Donovan about going to his house. I know he was the new kid and all, but if I’m his girlfriend he should have had the decently to at least take me over to his house at least once. What man does that? Every time I speak to him about it he just tells me "when the time is right" well when is the right time will ask him about it again today at school. When I try to talk to him about at school he is always around that creepy group called “The Reject Society”. Nobody likes them much less go anywhere near them. I will see him tomorrow at school.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Pulling up into the parking lot next to the side of the school building, just I as I knew, he was with the creep group. There use to be five of them now it’s six including Donovan. They all looked up stopped talking and started at me as I parked the car. Donovan said something to them and I heard him say he would catch with them later. They all gave him a grave nod and started to walk off in the opposite direction of the football field. Shaking my head in disgust, I tried not to let Donovan see how irritated I was. He grabbed me with a big hug which always felt cold clammy. For the three months I’ve been dating Donovan I have not gotten use to his touch yet it didn’t seem or feel right to me, but I loved Donovan’s personality, charm and wits. Twisting to get out of his grip I looked up at him. I must get this off my chest before I back down. “Donovan we need to talk.” He dropped his grip and stepped back looking at me now with a serious look. “Is something wrong?” “Yes it is” He continued to stare at me with those cold dead blank eye…..I really should be considering why I’m really with this dude? “We have been dating for three months now and I still have not been to your house what am going on with that?” With as sigh he stepped even father back and sat on the hood of my car. “I was going to wait until the right time, but I guess I can speed up the process….since it’s Friday your welcome to come to tonight if you like?” With spark of recognition I smiled at him and hugged him. “Yes I would love to come tonight!” “Well okay, but first I have to make a stop before we go to my house I will met you at your house then we can use your car to drive to the stop and then my place is that ok?” “Yea sure what time?” “I will be there by 7.” “Aright that’s cool!”

 

I made it home from school by 5 I didn’t see Donovan or his creepy friends anywhere after school. I was so excited about finally going to his house. I don’t know how long I could keep him coming to my house without my parents knowing this. They don’t mind him coming over, but my daddy really doesn’t like him at all. Mom loves him, but again mom loves everyone. Yea I agree he is extremely creepy by look, feel and touch, but for some strange reason he is very intriguing to me I enjoy his company. I will be ready by 7 tonight for sure.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Thomas Acker knew he had to be up in the cemetery on Fridays nights. The kids love to come up here get drunk or get drunk before they come here to make fun of the six graves in the small cemetery. He had always command the dead in this cemetery to stay put “until the time was right”. Thomas Acker had all means of control over this cemetery no visitors were allowed here in fact not many people in Capers Valley knew about this place. The most special thing about this cemetery was that all six of the victims died from suicide. They felt they no longer fit into the world’s society and didn’t bother trying. Their souls only rest as it didn’t rest in the human world; they all have one thing in common here and its death. Tonight would be an even more special night, tonight for the first time in four years we have a visitor coming…….

 

 

 

Donovan was here right on time at 7. Bouncing down the stairs taking two at a time, I ran to the front door to let him in. I told him to have a set while I use the restroom before we go. For some reason I had this funny feeling that I would not be in this bathroom again. Freshening up to get ready for my date, I ran downstairs and stopped suddenly on the last bottom step……again Donovan was not in the living room. Taking a deep breath here we go again and I promised I would not mention anything about not seeing him. I turned to go back upstairs I need to go back anyways to cut off all the lights upstairs before I left. Not even a minute later I returned to the living room and there was Donovan sitting on the couch smiling at me. The way my living room was set up there was no way I could miss Donovan being in another room I was sure he had disappeared on me again. Putting on fake a smile, I grabbed his hand pulling him out of the house locking the front door behind me. Letting Donovan drive my car, I sat in the passenger’s seat and stared at my house one last time. I then begin to wonder how Donovan gets to my house if he does not have a car.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Sitting back ready to see my new surroundings I noticed that Donovan was heading towards the hills on Mansingfield st. I begin to get a little uncomfortable. He said he had to make a stop before we went to his house. I turned to look at him in the shadow streetlights as we passed them driving up towards the hills. Donavan’s skin had become pasty and sweaty it looked as if he was starting to melt. Trying to hide my horror I laughed nervously and touched his knee. He was ice cold and clammy. “Donovan? Where are we going?” He turns to look at me with his death cold eyes and smiled at me. “It’s ok I just have to make this one stop and visit some friends and we will be on our way to my house.” “Visit some friends? I hope it’s not the reject society is it?” His expression turned serious as he looked at me again. “No Julie it’s not I have a friend here who I come visit every Friday, now promise your will sit back and be quiet.” Looking at him in shook his face began to look very tortured and painful I could tell he was getting upset with all the questions I was asking, but I had the right too this was my car and I had the right to know where he was going with me in it. “Donovan, this is the hills up in Capers Valley, the cemetery of old man Thomas Acker lives up here on Mansingfield at the house at the end and he owns that small creepy cemetery why are you heading this way? This is the only thing that leads to this direction.” Again he looked me, but this time he looked fresh and normal. “Julie, I have a friend who is buried up here in the cemetery. He committed suicide about two and half years ago. I always come to visit him on Friday night after I leave your house. You see this is where I go after I leave your house on Fridays night to visit him, but you’re so anxious to get to my house. Now you need to sit back and be quite and enjoy the ride on my time if you wanna go to my house.”