Back at Ravers' Cabin

Normally it would take a person almost forty-five minutes to walk from Raver’s Cabin to the rental cabin on the other side of the lake. However, Heather’s case was not normal. In her haste to speak to Zack, it had only taken her twenty minutes to walk back to her family cabin. It was quite an impressive feat, given that she was wearing heels.

As soon as the brunette host reached the deck, she began looking for the boy she had been crushing on for some time. Being that she had the only key to the cabin, she at first figured to find him sitting on one of the deck chairs. When that didn’t pan out, she searched the cabin, thinking that he may have found a way inside through the old root cellar or an open window.

“Zack...Zack!” she called out, “Zack?”

No luck. He wasn’t in the cabin and he wasn’t outside. In a panic, she checked to see that his car was still in the driveway. Upon seeing his car, she went to the room they were sharing. The bed was empty.

“Where the Hell is that boy?” she asked out loud.

In her head, she pictured what had transpired that evening. When she recalled what had taken place between her and Shawn, she shuttered.

“That disgusting mother fucker!” she shouted.

The mere thought of him made Heather’s skin crawl. Instinctively, she kicked off her shoes, slipped off her dress and panties and hopped in the shower and rid her body of any traces of him. While she lathered herself up, she hoped that Zack would appear and thought about luring him into the shower with her, but again, she was disappointed.

To salvage at least part of her night, and relax her body, she put on one of her bikinis and grabbed a bottle of wine from the cupboard. She filled a pitcher with ice and headed out to the deck. Placing the wine in the ice, she took the cover off the hot tub that her father had installed two years prior and started it up. She then popped the cork on the wine, poured herself a glass and took a seat in the bubbling water.

She was just about to undo the strap to her bikini top and enjoy some alone time when she heard a distinctly feminine voice call out her name.

“Hey Heather!”