Accidents Happen

“It’s getting dark, oh my god, what if someone sees us, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, what if we’re late and mum reports me missing, you know how …”

“SHUT UP, SHUT UP, SHUT UP! JUST LET ME THINK!” he snaps rubbing the red mark on his neck, staring long and hard at the body between his legs, as though if he were to stare hard enough it’ll get straight back and ask about his day.

It got darker earlier than usual and the temperature began to drop exceedingly fast considering it’s the middle of the summer. The sunlight began to fade, creating new shadows and darker patches around the towering pine trees, making them look haunting. The entire forest frowned down skeptically at the scene playing beneath them, as the atmosphere suddenly became claustrophobic. The musky, earthy air replaced with the repulsive smell of copper and iron.

“Isaac, you can’t just stand there forever, his not getting up!”

“Shut up, I know that.”

“Well do something then!”

“Fine! Come on help me pick him up”

“What? Why? His like ten times my size anyway!”

“Because we have to bury him, now hurry up and help me”

“What! Are you stupid? People go hiking here; their dogs could easily pick up the smell dumbass!” She shrieked, flicking her long blonde hair back. “We can’t do this; two teenagers can’t hide the body of a fully grown man without getting caught.”

“Well, what the hell do you expect us to do? We can’t exactly go to the cops and be like ‘oh hey, we were wary of this guy, so we stalked him for a while, but turns out he knew and confronted us, so we panicked and shot him, oops sorry. But on the bright side we found out why we were suspicious’”

“Whatever, I’m calling Vernon.” She pulls out here phone dialing a number swiftly, ignoring the sounds of protest ad...

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... man. He pulls out the matches the matches and burns of the man’s fingerprints. He later sets fire to the man’s clothe, Erika’s gloves and the bloodied cardboard. The young men both manage to carry the adult’s body, taking it to the lake nearby; they move in silence, nothing but the sound of Erika’s lively chatter in the background. They eradicate the body deep within the lake. Vernon leaves and returns later seconds later with the boulder, disposing in a different area of the lake.

“Okay, mum bye, love you too.” Erika hangs up smiling.

Vernon and Isaac remove their gloves and sets fire to them, watching in pleased manner as the ashes are swallowed by the wind, while the smell of burnt rubber fills the air. They breathe out in unison, a breath they did not know they were holding. Chuckling they begin to head home.

In the distance the man’s silhouette watches on.