Back to hell (?)
Christmas. The best time of the year for family gatherings with people chatting, laughing and re-uniting together. Kids spending time with their parents. Giving each others presents. The holiday almost everyone was looking forward to.
Almost everyone.
All the roads were muddy, dirty and snow-covered. Max wished the car would slip on it and die in a car crash. That would be so easy. Unfortunately, it didn't happen.
"Maxwell," The kid quickly turned his eyes towards his mother, she only smiled lightly, trying to encourage him.
"We'll be arriving soon. Aren't you excited?" Max shrugged simply... but automatically winced. His shoulders weren't in exactly good shape. He wouldn't even speak about his back or legs.
"I guess.." He mumbled quietly, he liked Camp Campbell. Four months ago he would say that every time he thinks about that Camp it makes him wanna vomit, but now... Let's just say things changed. Time passed and they finally arrived, Max got out of the car and took his weared out backpack. His mother rolled the window down.
"Well... I hope we see each other on Christmas Max. Remember make sure to have fun with your friends!" The child nodded slowly, he noticed her pause and the slightly accented word hope, for him it meant only one thing.
"I love you, Mom.."
The women started tearing up, yet still managed to smile at her son.
"I love you too Max, please, never forget that."
The car left. That was the last time Max was seeing his mother. Maybe it was for the best. He knew from the beginning that at some point they'll never come back for him. But leaving him just before holidays? That was a dick move.
"Max! You're finally here! Oh thank god!" he recognized that nervous voice. Neil.
"Neil what the fuck is going on?" Max asked amused, seeing the taller boy run to him. He was wearing, of course, a yellow jacket, gray jeans and dark red winter boots. Max ignored the fact that he looked even taller now. Right after him was running Nikki, with two mint canes in her mouth, resembling vampire teeth. She was wearing an unbuttoned brown jacket, which had a hood with... wolf ears? 'Nevermind', he thought. Her pants were frayed at the knees, but Nikki didn't seem to realize it.
"Come back! I haven't sucked out your blood yet!" The camper smirked at them, at least he had them.
"Oh, hi Max! Awesome to see you back! I was just showing Neil how cool bats are!" The light headed girl smiled at him, like usual her face was dirty and from her hair sticked out leaves with mud.
"Hey Nikki, since when are you so interested in bats? I thought wolfs were your thing?"
"Well, I still love my wolf pack, but-"
"When I told her on Halloween that they are nocturnal, she started obsessing over them like crazy." Neil whispered in his ear quietly while the girl started her obsessive chatter, sometimes interrupted by squealing and jumping in excitement. The three of them slowly made their way towards the center of the camp while chatting.
Maybe it wouldn't be so bad after all. Just maybe.