So this idea has been bouncing around in my head, because if you don't see some one's dead body I don't believe they are actually dead. In Scream 4 we see, Robbie, Charlie and Trevor dead on the floor but we don't see Kirby so that is what started this idea, as well as her idolization of Sidney. I figured if the whole gay rule would apply it would apply to her.


Kirby P.O.V

The words that Charlie said in Cinema Club ring through my ears as blood slowly seeps through the two stab wounds in my stomach.

In fact the only sure fire way to survive a modern horror movie, you pretty much have to be gay.

I cringe on the floor and know that if that particular bit of info was true I just might make it out of this thing alive. I mean I had dated boys and flirted with others but in my heart I knew I loved girls. If anyone had taken the time to really analyze and watch they would notice how I acted around Jill and how I idolized Sidney Prescott.

I feel more blood slip through my fingers and I worry I'm going to die before help comes but I keep pressure on the wound and hope.

As my vision slowly fades I hear sirens coming closer and closer, and then I hear footsteps. Soon enough I hear the medics as the begin to work on my battered body, but I am sedated and all pain slips away.

I wake up surrounded by bright white light and for a moment I think that maybe this is heaven but then I feel a surge of pain rush through my body and I know that this can't be heaven, you're not supposed to feel pain. That's my last thought as I fade into the inky blackness again.

I slowly come back to consciousness and hear murmured whispers that make me all the more eager to wake up. It's hard to open my eyes, like struggling through a pool of molasses. But finally I get them open but the brightness of the room assaults my eyes making me squeeze them tightly shut. I feel someone gently grab my hand and I call out my voice raspy from lack of use.

"Jill?"

The hand retreats as I say this so I figure it isn't her. After a few moments I am able to open my eyes enough to see and when I do see who is sitting at my bedside my eyes go wide.

"Sidney?"

Her eyes find mine and I can see how tired she is, but then everyone has been through a lot.

"Kirby, hey, I'm glad to see you are awake."

I struggle to sit up in bed but her hand on my arm stops me just as pain rips through my stomach. I wince in pain and settle back in bed. Once the pain subsides I open my eyes to find Sidney perched on the edge of my bed and she is looking at me sympatheticly. Now I'm wondering exactly what has happened.

"What happened?"

Sidney gives me a forced smile, "Just go to sleep I'll tell you later."

I look up at her worried and again I try to sit up, ignoring the sharp pain in my stomach. Finally once I'm in a semi sitting position I look at Sidney. "Tell me what happened, why are you looking at me like I deserve your pity?"

"Kirby, you don't want me to answer that."

I glare at her. "I wouldn't have said it if I didn't want to know."

The look that washes over Sidney then makes me want to take back my words, it's full of sadness and heartbreak and I fear the worst.

"Well as you know the killings were patterned after the original murders but this was a remake so to speak. There were two people doing the killing like the first. You know one of them."

I whisper his name not wanting to believe it but knowing the truth, "Charlie."

"Yes and the other person was Jill."

Sidney keeps talking after that but I don't hear a word only focused on the fact that Jill, one of my best friends who I loved more than a friend wanted me dead.

Tears stream down my cheeks and I wipe them away with my hands yet they just keep coming. Once my tears have some what ceased I look to Sidney and see that she has been crying as well.

"So are you saying that I am the only one left?"

Slowly Sidney nods and I feel myself go cold, completely nub not wanting to realize the fact that all of my friends are now dead.

Again the rules Chalie stated in Cinema Club flitter throung my brain and I begin to laugh slightly.

Sidney looks at me worriedly, "Whats wrong?"

I shake my head lightly, "Nothing I just realized what Charlie said in Cinema Club must be true if I am still alive."

She looks at me questioningly, "Are you talking about the rules of horror movies?"

I nod my head, " Yeah, so I guess the fact that I am gay did save my skin, because according to his rules I can't die."

As those words leave my mouth I curl in on myself, clutching my pillow tightly to my chest willing myself not to cry. But the hot tears spill over and gut wrenching sobs rip thorugh my body.

Through my tears I hear Sidney talking to someone else but at this time I don't care because I feel like I am slowly losing grip on reality as my world shatters around me.


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