Johnny meets Evie
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the JTHM characters. If I did the world would be screwed. I don't own the characters Taylor, Zoie, or Christine. They all belong to their original selves. Meaning the one's in real life. I do how ever own Evie cuz Evie is me.
My three closest friends and I said in my bed room just hanging out. We were talking about the latest way to destroy the popular girls.
"Gawd I'm tired." I yawned.
"Well no duh Evie. This is what the seventh day you've stayed up all night" My friend Zoie retorted
"So have you Zoie." My other friend stated out blankly.
"We all have." My last friend, and closest, Christine pointed out.
."Let's just sleep." I yawned again. The other's all muttered in agreement and we all laid down on the spread out blankets and pillows on my bedroom floor.
"Night loves." Zoie announced.
"Night." Christine, Taylor, and I yawned. Soon after we were all out.
I awoke to someone pushing me out of the way of a body slam.
"WHAT THE HELL?!" I demanded. I pulled on my glasses and looked to see a man glaring at me. I noticed a bloody knife in his hand and instinct took over. I knew Taylor and Zoie could hold their own but Christine I wasn't sure of. Plus Taylor was on the other side of the man with Zoie and Christine was on my side. I blocked the now awake and freaking out Christine as the man growled.
"HEY! What the hell is going on in there?!" Another man demanded. I quickly glanced to see two more men enter my bedroom and look from me and Christine to Zoie and Taylor.
"Oh wow…I didn't think anyone was here." The man that had spoken before said.
"They all look to be about the right age." The third man smirked.
"Oh shut the hell up." Growled the man on my floor. He stood up and went to grab me but I went into a crouching position, demanded that Christine, Zoie, and Taylor all back the hell up, and rotated in a full circle tripping the man. He fell to the floor with a loud thump and groaned in pain.
"Ouch!" His comrades chorused along with my three friends.
"Don't ever charge at me." I growled. "Or my friends." The man growled at me, jumped up and repeated his attack. I jumped up and punched him in the face.
"Z! Tay! Grab Christine and get the hell outta here!" I demanded.
"No prob, Evie." Taylor saluted. But before they could do anything the other two men tackled them.
"NO!" I yelled out. The man before me went at me and I started to punch the hell out of him.
"ENOUGH!!" Yelled the second man. I glared at him and kicked his comrade in the balls then stopped.
"Good. Look, just shut the hell up or we'll kill your friends here." The second man stated.
"You wouldn't." I demanded.
"You wanna bet?" The man demanded. I looked at my friends and shook my head.
"Good. Now sit down and put your hands behind your back." With no questions asked I did as I was told. The third man walked up to me and bounded my hands behind my back and also bounded my feet together with loads of duct tape. Then he did the same to Christine.
"Tape their mouths shut." The first man demanded. The third man nodded and taped over Christine's mouth and went to do me but I snarled baring my teeth that looked like fangs. The man jumped back but then the first man growled and put the tape over my mouth.
"What about the four other girls downstairs that we brought?" The third man asked.
"We'll play with them first then three of these girls. Actually let's leave the defender for last." The first man said.
"I think we should separate her from her friends. You never know she could get out and let her friends free then run." The third man suggested.
"He has a point." The second one pointed out.
"All right. I'll take her friends into the room next door and you guys get the other four girls." The first man ordered. His two partners in crime nodded their heads and left the room as the first man picked up Zoie and took her to the room next door. Which so happened to be the overly large guest room/TV room. I watched helplessly as the man and his two partners came and went with my friends and four other girls.
Finally they stopped, and then the men went into the room, locked the door, and started their sick games. I heard muffed cries and screams and the sound of a bed creaking. Oh Satan…They're rapping them!! WHO THE FUCK ARE THEY RAPPING?! I screamed in my head. Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, MOTHER FUCKING FUCKER!! I started to work at the duct tape feverously until I heard three pleasurable screams. Then the sound of a knives cutting through the air. Then I heard foot steps and the unlocking of the door. The three men appeared in my door way and grinned.
"We're almost done with them. Don't worry we'll be back for you." The second man grinned. The third and first man blew kisses and I twitched. Then the men headed downstairs and into the kitchen. WHAT THE FUCK?! WHO THE HELL EATS ATER KIDNAPPING FOUR GIRLS, HOLDING HOSTAGE FOUR MORE, AND AFTER RAPPING THREE OF THEM?! I demanded to myself. Apparently the three men finished in the whole three minutes I was yelling in my head and still working at the tape because upstairs they walked and back into the room. After a moment I heard the same noises.
"She's so much more fun then her friends." I heard the third man moan out.
"T-take off the tape from her mouth I want her to suck!" The second man demanded. Apparently one of the other two men took the tape off because then I heard the second man demand, "Put it in your mouth and suck hard!" Then moaning. A look of pure disgust covered my face. This is just sickening to listen to. I thought. Then I heard the girl cry out. The cry wasn't one I knew. So either they have yet to rape my friends or they were the ones rapped and killed already. I twitched again and tugged at the tape.
"My turn." The first man ordered.
"A-alright. S-she's good." The second man stuttered. I heard shuffling then the girl cried out again.
"HEY! Don't wine! Suck now and do it as hard and fast as you can or I'll cut you." The first man demanded.
Four more minutes of this and I heard the knife cutting the air again. The men showed back up in my door way panting.
"Only three more till it's your turn." The second man smirked. Then his and his friends went back downstairs to eat. Finally I broke free of the duct tape. I pulled off the tape from my mouth then from my legs and snuck over to the guest room. Zoie, Taylor, and Christine sat in the corner of the room staring horrified at the body in the middle of the room. Well Taylor and Zoie were Christine hid behind them crying. I was official pissed off. No one, and I mean NO FUCKING ONE, made my friends cry. I grabbed a knife, rushed over to my friends, cut off the duct tape and stalked out of the room.
"They are screwed." Zoie whispered.
"Yea they are." Taylor agreed. "Sh, Sh Christine. It's okay Evie's going to deal with them." Taylor and Zoie cooed to the crying Christine,
My eye site blacked out for a second and then all I could see was red. My eyes had turned red, full blood burning in fire red. The darkness that I usually hide inside me had fully taken over.
"One, Two, Evie's coming for you."
"Three, Four better lock the door."
"Five Six, grab your crucifix."
"Seven, Eight better stay up later."
"Nine, Ten never sleep again."
"Cause Evie's coming for you." I sung out loud. At every odd number I swung the knife into the wall, and then on every even number I jerked it out. I arrived at the top of the stairs and grinned madly at the three men who stood at the end of the stair case.
"You three have been naughty boys." I waged my finger. "You have to pay for that."
"Go ahead and try little girl." The second man growled. In an instant I was at the man's through with the knife.
"Try me bastard." I growled. Then I slit his neck swiftly. He fell to the stairs and I licked his blood off the knife in my hand.
"Mmmm the bad always have the tastiest blood." I grinned. I closed my eyes and savored the taste of blood in my mouth but was interrupted when I was pulled forward and onto the ground. The knife flew from my hands and I felt added weight on my back. I was flipped over and my hands were held over my head.
"Oh no you don't." The first man growled. "We were going to wait to play with you but we can play now then again latter. Actually let's keep you alive a bit longer and we can keep playing with you until you're broken and begging for us to kill you." I squirmed under the man trying to get free but I just got hit. The third man grabbed my wrist as the first man ripped my shirt open. He started greedily then licked his lips.
"Now that doesn't look right." A voice stated. The two men and I turned our heads to see a tall, pale, skinny, black haired, Goth looking kid my age standing there in my kitchen.
"A girl ran up to me and pleaded for me to help out her friend. She showed me this house and it looks worst then what she said."
"Who the hell are you?!" Demanded the first man.
"Name's Johnny but you can call me NNY for short. Not like you'd get a chance to." The boy smirked.
"What do you-" The man was cut off by the knife thrown into his head. I twisted my body, throwing him off and released my hands from the now scared third man. I grabbed the first man's knife and slit the final man's neck. He didn't even see it coming. I glanced at the boy Johnny, stood up, walked to one of the draws, opened it, found safety pins, and started to pin my shirt back together.
"So which one came and got you?" I asked. My vision slowly was going back to normal.
"Her name was Taylor I think…Why?" Johnny asked.
"I wanted to know which one stayed with…OH FUCK CHRISTINE!!" I yelled I grabbed the knife and ran up the stairs. I passed my room to see Christine crying and Zoie trying to calm her down. I stopped and ran to Christine. I pulled her out of Zoie's arms and into an Oh-my-god-I'm-sorry-that-you-got-scared-to-death-and-I'm-here-for-you hug.
"What happed to the men E-Evie?" Christine asked through sobs.
"Dead…All three." I whispered.
"Did you?"
"Only two. They didn't touch you guys did they?"
"N-n-no…"
"Thank Satan!"
"Did you call the cops?"
"She didn't but I did." I heard Johnny say. I turned to see the Goth looking Johnny leaning in my door way watching us.
"How the hell are we to explain the dead bodies of the rapist?!" Taylor demanded as she climbed into my window.
"You could have come through the front door." I stated. Christine laughed and I smiled.
"The bodies scared the hell out of me." Taylor shrugged.
"We could tell them that they all went on a rampage and killed each other." Johnny shrugged.
"It is a good excuse." I agreed.
"Then point blank Evie how are we going to explain the blood on your hands?" Taylor asked. I released Christine, who wasn't crying anymore, and looked at my blood covered hands.
"Oh fuck." I muttered. I jumped up, ran into the bathroom, and scrubbed my hands clean. I looked at myself and realized me and the others had to change. Okay so not Johnny but us girls. I ran back into my bed room and saw my friends pulling out a large poster.
"Um…Guys what the fuck are you doing?" I asked.
"We don't want them to see your symbol." Christine explained as she pointed to my ceiling. I heard the door bell ring and turned to Johnny. Amazed that he was still here.
"Can you do me a favor?" I asked.
"Sure." Johnny shrugged.
"Can you answer that? The others and I have to change so it-" I started.
"Save it. I'll go answer the door and explain to the cops." Johnny interrupted. He turned and walked down the hall and down the first set of stairs that lead to the front door. I sighed and ran to my dresser and pulled out a back mid drift, a pair of jeans that had like ten straps on each side, a pair of black gloves that went to my elbow, and dark blue socks and threw it all on. The others were doing the same. As we all finished I looked at us all.
"Let's get this show on the road." I said. The others nodded and we headed down the stairs.