This is my first attempt a true horror story. I saw there was a horror category and nothing in it really scared or disturbed me so this is my addition. Please read and review I love finding opinions, good or bad, in my mail box! Enjoy and its not for the weak of stomach, definitely a slasher piece.
Sandi sat with her bare legs crossed staring at her best friend Krissy over a cup of hot chocolate. Her nipples pressed forward through the thin fabric of her white tee shirt. Lower she had a glass of merlot tucked between her thighs separated from the chilled glass by a thin layer of khaki. "Come on baby, relax it nothing is going to eat you." A mischievous grin curled her lips upward. "Well I might if I get the chance." The nearly ten-foot grill still had the last of the hot dogs keeping warm over the stubbornly burning log.
Bright green eyes danced steadily between her friend's icy blue stare and the intimidating woods just beyond the reach of their firelight. Unlike her Sandi who's raven tresses would have brushed the ground if not for being pulled back into a hasty tail, Krissy's own hair was a dirty blonde and cut so short it could be considered boyish. It had been feathered when the night began but now it was flattened to her skull with sweat. She was a city girl, wrapped in a cashmere sweater and skintight denim, finished off with a pair of hiking boots.
Of all that only her eyes were visible, peering out through a tiny hole in her sleeping bag. It was her very first night ever sleeping out in the forest, or anywhere other than her apartment and she wasn't enjoying herself. Her mind had already cooked up a dozen stories about every imaginable horror from a pack of wolves to grizzly bears to mountain lions. She couldn't keep her eyes from searching for a threat that didn't exist. She refused to relax, wouldn't touch the bottle of wine that Krissy was half through finally shaking her head at Sandi's offer.
"What is it your so worried about?" Sandi asked as she unlaced her boots eventually tossing them off her sleeping bag.
"There's something out there." Krissy insisted her green eyes narrowing angrily before a rustle focused her attention back on the stretching shadows. For almost a minute she searched the darkness for the source of the sound before giving up and turning back towards Sandi who was shaking her head.
"Will you please, please stop it? You're only scaring yourself." She crawled forward gripping the younger woman's shoulders and pushing her down, sleeping bag and all into the soft grass straddling her sleeping bag. Strawberry scented lips were press again Krissy starting with her forehead then her eyelids taking special care to hold her down. "I promise you." Gently stroking the Krissy's cheek as while kissing her. "Nothing. . .is. . .going. . .to. . .happen." The blue-eyed beauty assured her punctuating her words with gentle kisses.
There was something out there though, hidden just behind the veil of darkness watching the girls through dozens of pupiless black orbs. It was called a Femora not that either of the girls would have recognized the writhing mass of tentacles and teeth if they had been able to see it. Nor would they have known of its hunger for humans. It was a devourer, a beast of hell that fed on human souls and emotions. Right now it was hovering, each serpentine appendage whipping in anticipation of the atrocities it would commit.
Krissy finally let herself relax into Sandi's touch unzipping her sleeping bag to let her in. A moment later the two were pressed against each other. Sandi pulling her sweater up over her head while Krissy peeled her pants down. "Hey lift your butt up I can't get these jeans off you!" Sandi shouted playfully. Krissy responded quickly thrusting her hips up while her pants were slowly turned inside out revealing her creamy flesh. She lowered herself back down wriggling her legs up and down as her clothing was removed. Propped up on her elbows to watch the progress she slammed back against the floor when Sandi tried to yank the jeans down over her boots. "Oopsie."