Page 45 of Daddy's Protection
Getting back into character, Cami said, “Guys! Don’t do this! Be careful! Someone is back there. I’m telling you.”
Thankfully, neither Tonya nor her friends heeded the fake warning. They kept marching right toward the greenery.
Tonya threw a typically haughty glance over her shoulder. “There’s nothing to be afraid of. See?” She disappeared into the thick growth.
A shrill scream announced her before she came back into sight, running like hell back in the direction she’d just come.
“Help me!”
Behind her, two lumbering “zombies” appeared—Stryker and Harrison staggering toward her. Chunks of skin hung from their faces. Their eyes were hollowed and sunken. The old suits they wore were tattered and dirty.
Grave clothes, Cami thought with a chuckle.
“We’ll help you!” she yelled.
Just as Tonya and her friends got to her, though, Cami threw her head back and made gagging sounds.
“I… don’t… know… what’s wrong with me! Help me!”
She threw her head forward and opened her mouth wide. A torrent of green slime spewed from her—at least, it looked like it did. The clear, thin hose connected to the soft pouch she wore on her back beneath her shirt wasn’t visible. The placement was just right, too, and to those in front of her it no doubt looked as if she was projectile vomiting toxic sludge.
“Cami!” Lana screamed. “What’s wrong? Wait… my eye! Oh crap! My eye!”
Her right eye popped out of its socket and rolled onto the ground, leaving a black hole in its wake. A moment later, blood oozed from it, running down her face.
“Tonya! Help us!” she cried, grabbing hold of Tonya’s arm.
But the haughty Little and her friends were screaming too much to be of any help. Pandemonium broke out and the gang scattered, running every which way and bumping into and bouncing off each other like balls on a pool table.
The madness wasn’t over yet.
Iris stepped out of the back door. “It’s too late! The zombies… got us… in the house!”
Her left arm fell off. Blood poured—cartoonishly exaggerated—from the bloody hole where the appendage had been connected. She jerked and flopped around, making sure to get the “blood” on everyone who was close by.
Tonya took the brunt of it.
Cami couldn’t keep it together any longer. She fell to the ground in a fit of laughter. Iris started cackling, too, followed by Lana.
It must have been enough for Tonya and her friends to realize they’d been played, because she looked angry as she raked a sheen of faux blood from her face. “You people are insane! I hate you! I hate this place! I’m never coming back! Ever!”
That was the last thing she said before she led her and her friends off the property.
Presumably to never return.
The other Littles who were there that day cheered.
“Thank you!” one called out to Cami, Lana, Iris, Harrison, and Stryker.
“Praise the Lord!” another shouted.
“We owe y’all. Big time,” one told them.
“I guess Tonya isn’t as popular as she thought,” Cami noted.
Her friends laughed.
Auntie Athena and Trevon stepped out of the back door.
