Something horrible happens to kids at the lake. (part 2)

The shade from the trees was a welcoming relief from the blistering heat of the sun. None of them had their swim trunks with them, but it never stopped them before. They all were carrying there gym clothes home for laundry and used them to swim in. George was getting excited. He loved the lake. As the path opened up to the lake, George took off in a full sprint, shedding his shirt and screaming at the top of his lungs, “WOOOHOOO!” He didn’t even bother to change into his gym shorts, he dropped his book bag, pulled his shoes and socks off and jumped into the cool water.

“Come on guys!” he yelled back at Hunter and Theo. “Hold on, I have to change first.” Hunter replied, followed by a grunt from Theo as both of them separated and went in opposite directions into the bushes.

George was doing summersaults underneath the water when the two finally appeared again in there gym shorts and shirts. Hunter tidied her stuff up near the water’s edge as Theo dropped his and jumped in, followed shortly by Hunter. They started splashing each other; the hooting and hollering carried off with the subtle breeze.

An ever so slight grin appeared on Hunter’s pursed lips as she eyed George and began wading over towards him. Theodore, realizing what Hunter was up to started swimming to the other side of George, entrapping him between them. They started closing on him. George figured out what was about to happen a second too late as both Theodore and Hunter grabbed him, Theodore around the neck and Hunter across the shoulders and pushed him deep into the water as his arms and legs flailed about. “This is what you get!” Hunter squealed, laughing hysterically. George managed to break free of the grappling hands and popped to the surface taking in a deep breath, seeing them coming after him again he started swimming deeper into the lake, Theo and Hunter in close pursuit.

George being the strongest swimmer of them all zipped to the other end of the lake with ease reaching the bank, he jumped out and ran up the incline into the bushes. Theo and Hunter made it to the lake’s edge just as George was scurrying back down the lake’s edge. “SHH! Be quiet guys!” he whimpered in a hushed voice, “There’s somebody up there.”

Hunter and Theo both climbed out of the lake and hurried over to George. “What is it? What’s up there?” Hunter asked. “I-I don’t know, I just heard some strange noises.” George responded. “Well, let’s go check it out then.” Hunter said as she started moving up the embankment into the bushes as George and Theo followed closely behind. "There. There it is," Hunter whispered. A small moan as if someone was in trouble or hurt. They peered through the bushes. There in the middle of a clearing was George’s father in the throws of sexual freedom with Hunter’s mother. Theo grabbed Hunter over the mouth just in time to quench an agonizing guttural scream. He pulled her down into the bushes as George, stunned, slowly sat down, his head in his lap. Theo gathered both of them up and prodded them toward the lake.

“You guys have to get it together,” he said, “All of us would be murdered if we ever spoke of what we just saw.” Hunter, looking at her feet and crying, “What of my dad?” she sobbed. It’s all your fault!” she screeched as she started after George. Theo almost tackled her. “Let’s get out of here and figure it out.” He said as all of them started off across the lake to gather their stuff. "This is the most horrible thing ever." Hunter sniffled as they started home.