"Shoulder me! Shoulder me!" Do it!"

Jill stabbed forward and sunk the blade right into Charlie's shoulder. Charlie's face crumbled in pain as she quickly yanked it out, for a split second scared she might have gone too deep. Sidney cried out as Charlie screamed and sore under his breath. He turned away for a moment before looking at her. All ready his white button up shirt was starting to soak with blood.

"You okay?"

Jill asked, trying to keep an eye on Sidney.

Charlie nodded, holding his arm with his eyes snapped tight.

Jill then knew this was it, things were going exactly as planned. Turning towards her cousin, rage filled her wide eyes.

"Sorry Sidney, it's my turn now."

Sidney tied to scream but Jill yanked her by the shoulder forward and plunged the knife deep into Sidney's stomach, twisting the blade upward. Sidney moaned as Jill smiled, feeling her entire body tense up. Slipping the knife out as blood oozed from the wound as Jill stabbed Sidney again, again, and again.

Finally she heard her cousin's breath catch as she fell forward. Jill held onto her for a moment before letting her fall flat to the floor.

Charlie took a step closer before kneeling down, he felt Sidney's pulse for a moment and looked up.

"We're good."

Jill nodded as this huge weight lifted from her, she had done it. Sidney was really dead...

Turning the blade around she motioned towards Charlie.

"Okay my turn now."

Charlie's eyes seemed uneasy for a moment as he stood and stared at the blade and then at her.

"Maybe we can just rough you up real bad, maybe you didn't have to get stabbed..."

Jill's eyes stared at him in utter outrage.

"We're sticking to the fucking plan Charlie, Sidney in the first Stab movie was stabbed and as wasn't Randy, fucking do it or I'll do it myself!"

Charlie sighed, his eyes sincere.

"I just don't want to hurt you..."

Jill frowned but knew there wasn't much time.

"Come on Charlie...I love you...I trust you, us against the world remember?"

Charlie nodded quickly and took the knife.

"Only once okay?"

Jill shook her head.

"Twice, one in the shoulder the other in the side."

Charlie nodded, taking a second before getting himself under control. Jill could tell his eyes were slightly shaking.

"Come on baby, just do it! Now!"

Charlie braced the knife before plunging it into Jill's shoulder, the second he felt it sink into her flesh he quickly yanked it out and jumped back scared.

"You okay?"

Jill took a second, her head slightly lowered before nodding.

"Okay again, quick!"

Charlie gulped before making sure he would hit her as far to the side as possible. Holding the bloody knife tight he plunged it in less than an inch and felt sick. Right away his stomach rolled and he dropped the knife. Jill held herself BITNET her bottom lip before forcing a smile.

"Good Charlie, let's go..."

Quickly she grabbed the knife and yanked out her bandana from her back pocket. Polishing the knife she placed it in Trevor's hand while Charlie knelt down and tore the duct tape off Trevor's bounded legs and hands. Getting rid of the tape, Charlie hurried over to Jill who was in the middle of using Trevor's now free hands to scratch her face. Jumping back a bit as her yelp of pain, now three bloody scratch marks were on her beautiful and pale face. Getting Trevor's hands to rip her hair out, she stood up quickly, her blouse bleeding.

"Okay enough..."

Charlie tried to say before Jill ran straight forward into the wall breaking a framed painting. Jill bounced back and fell back against a pool of now shattered glass.

"JILL!"

Charlie said seeing her face was badly cut and bruised. It was if she was in a trance and couldn't hear him. Standing up with shaking feet, she stared at him before reaching down and grabbing a handful of broken pieces of glass from the floor. Her face crumpling, she screamed and hit him right in the side of the face. The glass scratched his face badly and flew across the room hitting the hardwood floor. Charlie grabbed his face as blood dribbled down his hand. Jill smiled before she grabbed onto his shoulder and kicked him with all her might in-between the legs. Charlie's eyes widened before his eyes rolled back and his knees buckled. Holding himself he fell to the floor and between the pounding ache in his bleeding shoulder, his stomach now twisted and he felt himself about to pass out.

"Sorry baby..."

Jill said, her voice uneven.

"Just lay there until the cops come, even if you pass out...their coming..."

Charlie didn't see the rest as he rolled on his side and a black haze of losing conscience flooded over him. Jill meanwhile fell backwards onto the glass coffee table, nearly knocking herself out. Hearing sirens, she knew it was just a matter of a minute or so. Getting herself up she limped to where Sidney now laid dead and fell beside her.

Staring at the peaceful and lovely way she laid, Jill portioned herself before shutting her eyes. Moments later she heard the police kick down the door...