Book 1: Ghost of the south

Chapter 28

Ada and Wesley surely weren't close now but they were on decent terms. And that really wasn't what Ada really wanted. Ada wanted to hang out with Wesley every day just like Bart. She wanted Bart out of the picture. She would kill to have him out of the picture for good.

As the family was eating Wesley saw something that caught his eye. It was familiar faces on the milk carton. There it wrote. "
MISSING
MATT BAKER
AGE:15
HAIR: BROWN
EYES: GREEN
HEIGHT: 5'3

CHARLIE WALDEN
AGE:14
HAIR: BLONDE
EYES: BROWN
HEIGHT: 5'7

FRED MATHEWS
AGE:14
HAIR: DARK BROWN
EYES: DARK BLUE
HEIGHT:5'8

Just then Ada stood against the wall and caught Wesley's attention. She had milked the same milk carton in her hand with the boy's picture. She shook it happily and began to slowly drink from it smiling at Wesley. Wesley swallowed spit. He got up immediately and ran to the bathroom everyone's eyes following him including Ada. "Jeez what is up with these people getting up during eating time?!" Ada exclaimed. She rolled her eyes and began to follow Wesley to the bathroom.

Wesley was throwing up in the toilet. Ada came in quietly and shut the door. She stood behind him and giggled. Wesley turned around and flinched a little. Ada looked down at him smiling with her arms crossed. "Did you at least bury them?" Wesley asked worriedly. There was a few seconds of silence till Ada burst out into obnoxious laughter. "Did I bury them? No hahaha what type of person am I? Bury? No! Hell no!." Ada was laughing more and more he has never seen her genuinely laughing it was scary.

Welsey smiled along he was now scared of Ada. Very scared. Wesley wished he could go back in time and never have written that damn letter. She was crazy everything about her was evil. He couldn't push her away now she was capable of killing she didn't know what she would do to him or his family. "You want to what I did though?" Ada asked. Wesley didn't answer. "Ok well, I stabbed them over and over and over again. Stabbed in the head the lungs and the head. Then I tied them up and set them on fire I took the leftover parts and you know what I did?" She moved closer to Wesley's ear.
"Did you like your breakfast?" She pats Wesley's hair. Wesley's eyes widened and went back to throw up. Ada giggled loudly "I'm kidding idiot. I just threw them in the river." She smiled.

Ada was about to leave when she stopped and said. "Oh, yea don't worry about getting caught if anyone would get the blame it would be that bastard you call father." She opened the door and left. Welsey was still on the floor of the bathroom. He screwed up really badly this time.

"Your bruises seem to be healing," Wesley said to Bart. They were in the living room watching tv. Bart smiled. "Yea yours too." Bart was sleeping over today and Wesley couldn't be more excited. The only thing Wesley was worried about was... Ada. "You know Matt went missing so did Fred and Charlie." Bart said nonchalantly. "Yea I know horrible right?" Wesley asked. Bart immediately turned to Wesley. "Horrible? What do you mean horrible I finally have them off my fucking back. Plus if it wasn't them it was going to be me." Bart said.

Welsey knew Bart was right the way they beat him up it was eventually going to end up with him getting hurt really badly. Wesley aggressively with Bart. The cartoon made a loud sound. Bart laughed loudly. "Dance monkey dance!" He giggled pointing to the carton that represented brown people. Wesley laughed loudly as well.

In the corner, Ada stood there with her arms crossed and pouted. "We're not monkeys you sister fucker." She turned and stomped upstairs.

Later at night, Wesley was sleeping and Bart was laying next to him. Bart was a really deep sleeper. All of a sudden a loud thump was made. Wesley got up and looked down only to see Bart on the floor he was still sleeping peacefully. Welsey shook his head. Just then Wesley looked at his bed and there was Ada sitting on his bed. "Ada what the fuck!" Wesley whispered. He now knew she was the one who pushed him off the bed. Ada smiled. "Can I ask you something, Wesley?" Ada said her palms placed in her lap.

Wesley once again didn't answer. "You know how I protected you from those bad horrible bullies?" Ada said. Wesley's face eased down. He nodded. "Since I killed for you it's time you killed for me?" Ada held the knife out and smiled.