No Trespassing
Rachelle Jarred
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DEDICATION
A Word From The Author
I would like to thank God for blessing me with the gift of writing. I would also like to thank my significant other for being here, and for supporting my dreams. I also dedicate this book to my children; thank you for making me proud to be your mother. To my mother for being there, my dad who is looking down on me from heaven, my friends, and my family: I thank you all for your continuous love and support.
To my readers:
I would like to thank you all for continuing to read my novels and following me on my journey. Also, thank you for making my first novel, Nymphopervtress: The Desiree Logan Story #3, known and loved enough to be featured on Amazon's Top Best-Selling List.
Contents
Chapter One: The Weekend Begins
Chapter Two: Facing My Fears
Chapter Three: Search and Rescue
Chapter Four: The Escape Plan
Chapter Five: Happy Halloween
Chapter One:
The Weekend Begins
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“I’m so glad it’s Friday. We couldn’t have gotten out of there fast enough,” Parker said as he adjusted his backpack and they made their way off school property.
“You can say that again,” Melody said. Sammy and Patty were walking behind them, talking about the scores they received on their math test. Parker kept sneaking glances at Melody as they walked side by side. He admired the way she wore her hair and the way she dressed. He had the biggest crush on her, but he didn’t think she would ever like him. Why would she? He was scared of everything and got bullied on a daily basis. Not only at school, but by his big brother, Marvin, as well. One of these days, he was going to prove himself to her.
As the four friends were making their way down the street, they stopped in front of the abandoned Grady Hospital.
“This place is creepy,” Parker said.
“It’s not all that bad, Parker,” his best friend, Sammy, said. “It just looks creepy on the outside.”
“And it’s probably covered with filth and spiderwebs on the inside,” Melody said, shivering.
“Hey, check it out,” Patty said, motioning them over to a sign on the gate. “Hey, Parker, isn’t Forman and Smith your dad’s construction company?”
“Yeah, so?” Parker said stepping closer.
“It says they’re knocking this place down this Sunday.”
“Good riddance,” Parker replied.
“Exactly,” Melody said in agreement. “This horrific looking place should have been torn down years ago, if you ask me.”
“But nobody asked you,” Sammy said, butting in. “We should go inside, just to see what it’s like.”
“Let’s do it,” Patty said, standing beside him and getting ready to go in. Parker jumped in front of them to stop them.
“I don’t think that’s a good idea, you guys,” Parker replied.
“Why not?” Patty asked.
“You guys don’t know what’s in there,” he responded.
“Even more reason why we should go,” Sammy said, pushing Parker aside. Patty and Sammy made their way to the steps and looked back.
“What are you two waiting for?” Sammy asked Melody and Parker.
“I’m not doing this with you and Patty,” Parker said.
“Neither am I,” Melody replied. “You guys are crazy.”
She and Parker continued walking. They walked a few feet and turned around to see Sammy and Patty jogging towards them.
“You guys are chickens,” Patty said lightly pinching Melody’s arm. “And Parker, you’re the biggest chicken of all.”
“Leave him alone, Patty,” Melody said, taking up for Parker. She placed a hand on his shoulder and he beamed inside.
“Puk, puk, pukaaak,” Patty said, imitating a chicken as she made pecking motions at both Melody and Parker. Sammy burst out in laughter.
“Okay, okay, Patty. Enough,” Sammy said, throwing an arm around Parker’s shoulder. “If he’s scared, let him be scared.”
“But I’m not scared,” Parker said turning red.
“If you say so,” Patty replied. The twelve-year-olds continued on home. Halfway down the street, they saw a homeless man.
“Hey guys, there’s Petey,” Melody said.
“What do you guys have left over from lunch?”
The friends all opened their backpacks and pulled out their food as they walked closer to Petey. When he saw the kids, he sat up and smiled.
“Hi, kids,” he said to them in a raspy, dry voice. His voice was practically leaving him from sleeping on the cold ground all hours of the day and night.
“Here’s some food for you, Petey,” Patty said as she handed him the other half of a ham sandwich. With gratitude, he took it and smiled. Parker handed him a bag of chips and a Capri Sun juice pouch. Sammy handed him a Ziploc bag of grapes, and Melody gave him the extra muffin she had packed just for him.
“Do you guys have any change for him?” Patty asked. They all dug into their pockets and dropped what all they had into Petey’s cup. They told him they would see him after school on Monday and they waved goodbye to him. He smiled back showing a big hole where teeth once lived. They made it to the street corner and went their separate ways.
****
“I don’t understand what you could possibly see in Parker,” Patty said to Melody as they crossed the street.
“I don’t know either,” Melody responded with a shrug of her shoulders. “He’s cute, and he’s really sweet.”
“Yeah, yeah, yeah. If you say so, Mel. All I’m saying is that Parker needs to get some heart. If he doesn’t, people are gonna always push him around.”
“You mean people like you?” she said, stopping in her tracks.
“Yeah, people like me,” Patty replied in defense. “I love Parker like a brother. I only pick on him to toughen him up.”
“Maybe you can talk to him like a normal person, Pat. Nobody deserves to get bullied. Especially by people that are supposed to be his friends.” Melody continued to walk as Patty stopped in her tracks.
I do pick on him a lot, she thought to herself. Maybe I was wrong in her eyes. In mine, I was just doing my part as a friend. Forget what Melody says. Parker needs to grow a backbone and stop letting people push him around. That’s his problem, not mine. All I can do is be a friend and hope that, one of these days, he would be brave enough to stick up for himself. She quickly jogged up to where Melody was; she was walking onto her front porch.
“Hey, I’m gonna just call you later, okay?” Melody said to me as she inserted the key into the lock.
“Are you seriously mad at me, Mel? Come on now,” Patty replied.
“I’m not mad about anything. I’m just tired, that’s all. Besides, I have a lot of homework to do.”
“Oh, okay. Well, I guess I’ll talk to you later,” Patty said reaching out for a hug. Reluctantly, Melody hugged her back.
****
“I’m sorry about what I said back there, bro., Sammy said to Parker. They crossed Mason Street and continued to walk to their houses.
“It’s okay, Sam. I’m just so sick and tired of everybody calling me a chicken and a scaredy cat.”
“So, what are you gonna do about it?”
“I don’t know,” Parker said, shrugging his shoulders. “Why does everybody have to pick on the quiet kid? I haven’t done anything to anybody.”
“That doesn’t matter, Parker. I thought you would know that by now. Kids are cruel and now that I think about it, so am I. I’m supposed to be your best friend and I do you the same way.”
“That’s just because you be having fun,” Parker said with a slight laugh. Sammy stopped him.
“That still doesn’t make it right. Having fun shouldn’t involve hurting my best friend’s feelings, and I’m sorry,” Sammy said, reaching his hand out. Parker took it and shook his hand.
“Now that we got that out of the way, want to come over and play Fortnite?”
“I can’t tonight, but maybe tomorrow, after practice. I have a report due Monday on the Civil War for history class.”
“Yikes,” Parker replied. “You have fun with that, buddy.”
“Yeah, right,” Sammy said, laughing. They reached the corner of Sutton and Cobblestone and went to their separate residences. They waved at one another from their porches before entering their houses.
****
“I’m really sorry about today, Parker,” Melody said into the phone. She had called to apologize on behalf of their obnoxious friends.
“It’s cool, Mel. They were just trying to have fun and scare us.”
“Trying to? I was scared. Nothing about that creepy hospital spells fun for me.”
“Yeah, I know what you mean. But, honestly, do you ever think about what could possibly be left in that place?”
“No, and I don’t want to,” Melody shrieked.
“I wonder what happened. Why would they close down the closest hospital in town? Now we have to go almost an hour away to get to an emergency room. That’s crazy.”
“I don’t care, Parker,” Melody snapped. “Look, I apologize for my outburst but seriously, stop it. Your dad is knocking that building down and I’m sure there is a good reason behind it. Stop pressing the issue. It’s not that important.”
“You’re right.”
Knock. Knock.
Parker’s door opened and his mother popped her head inside. “Sweetheart, dinner will be ready in ten.”
“Okay,” he replied. She closed the door and headed down the hallway. “Look, Mel, I have to go. I will see you tomorrow.’
“Talk to you later, Parker,” she said, hanging up.
Parker placed his cordless phone on the charger. He sat and thought about the abandoned hospital. He wondered what secrets could possibly lie within those molded walls. He went over to his computer and opened the Internet Explorer page. As soon as typed in Grady HospitaL and hit the enter key, his older brother, Marvin, walked into his room.
“Mom, told me to come and get you, weasel.”
“Don’t you know how to knock, jerk?”
“Yeah, I do, but since it’s you, I bother not to. Unless you want to do something about it,” Marvin said, folding his arms and leaning against the wall.
“You get on my nerves, Marvin. I wish you would hurry up and get out of the house already.”
“Keep dreaming, squirt,” he replied before walking over to where Parker was. He gave him a wedgie and pushed him onto the bed. He ran out the room and ran downstairs.
That dude really grinds my gears, Parker thought. One of these days, I was going to stand up to him and sock him one good time. He will probably kick my butt really bad, but at least I would stand up to him. That’s all that matters, right? He put his computer in sleep mode and went to the bathroom. He washed his hands and dried them on the towel. Before he left the bathroom, he looked at himself in the mirror. Nobody would be scared of me. I wouldn’t even be scared of me. I’m frail, and lacked muscles. I was puny to say the least. No wonder I was so afraid of everything and everyone; they were all bigger than me.
****
“So, guys, how was school today?” Parker’s mom, Elaine, asked her two sons across the dinner table.
“It was freaking awesome, Mom,” his brother, Marvin, replied. “I aced my math test and got a chance to catch the girls’ volleyball team at practice.”
“Really, Marvin?” their mother responded.
“Oh yeah, sorry,” he said, still smiling. The table had gotten silent. Their father, Eliot, noticed that Parker wasn’t eating and seemed a little distracted. He broke the silence and asked him what was wrong.
“Is it true that you’re going to knock down the old Grady Hospital?” he asked as he toyed with his vegetables.
“Yeah, son. Why, is that bothering you?”
“It’s not, really. I was just wondering. My friends and I saw the sign on the gate when we passed by it after school today.”
“Oh, okay. But, Parker, that building has been needing to come down. And I’m glad that the time has come to do so,” Eliot replied.
“You know, legend has it that there was this guy named Willie McNair that haunted that old place,” Marvin said.
“Who’s Willie McNair?” Parker asked as his eyes grew with fear.
“He was a patient there back in 1973 that had gone ballistic and killed everyone in the hospital. Unfortunately, he had never been caught,” Marvin responded.
“Knock it off, Marvin,” Parker replied. “You’re just trying to scare me.”
“Uh-uh, no I’m not. And you know what else I heard?”
“What?” Parker asked, trembling.
“He loves to kill and eat children,” Marvin replied with a sly grin.
“You’re lying. Leave me alone, Marvin.”
“I’m not lying, little brother. If you think it’s a lie, then go see for yourself. Unless you’re a chicken,” he said, breaking out in laughter.
“I’m not a chicken. Leave me alone, Marvin,” Parker yelled at him. but the laughter continued.
“Now, that’s enough,” their father bellowed.
“Yeah, Marvin. You know your brother is frightened by every little thing,” their mother replied with a light snicker.
“I’m not afraid of anything, Mom,” he said to her.
“It’s okay to be scared, honey,” she said, patting his hand.
“I’m not a chicken!” He exclaimed as he snatched his hand away and ran from the dinner table. He ran up to his room and slammed the door. He threw himself onto the bed and buried his face in the pillow. He quickly got back up and grabbed his cell phone. He sent out a group text to his friends, telling them to get flashlights and meet him at the abandoned hospital at 9 o’clock tonight. Just as he put his pho
ne down, Marvin entered his room.
“What are you in here doing, you big chicken? Are you laying eggs for breakfast?” he laughed.
“Shut up and get out of my room,” Parker said as he shuffled through his closet looking for a flashlight. He found one and threw it in his backpack.
“Make me,” Marvin shot back. Parker glared at him angrily then continued his task. “Where are you going anyways?”
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