This is an AU Clique one-shot
Warning: Not for the faint of heart. Also, description of rape is involved...also blood.
In light of Halloween, I am writing two Halloween fics. One for The Clique and the other one for Tangled.
This one is based on the song Thriller by Michael Jackson
This is your last chance to turn away before continuing.
And unless you like the scary stuff then...
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:KRISTEN:
October 31, 2013
"Come on Kristen, you need to come to the Halloween party with us. You can't be...studying all day," Massie explained.
Massie said the word studying like her mother would say the word 'fat'.
"For the last time Massie, if I don't get this done then I won't be able to attend the carnival with you guys for school tomorrow," Kristen said, pushing her glasses back onto her nose.
Massie gave a frustrated sigh and felt a headache coming on. She turned to the other PC girls.
"Come on girls, let's leave nerdy little Kristen all to her lonesome." Massie ordered.
"I don't think it's a good idea to leave Kristen alone. It's the night of Halloween and who knows what could happen on her way home," Claire spoke.
Massie rolled her eyes and spoke to Claire in a tone that could only be used for children and toddlers.
"Kuh-laire sweetie, ghosts and zombies don't exist in real life. Now let's go," Massie said and she spun on her heels to leave.
Alicia and Dylan followed. Claire stayed behind a few seconds.
"You'll be okay, right Kristen?" Claire asked.
Kristen sighed and looked up from her book.
"I'll be fine Claire. Now get going before Massie blows a gasket," Kristen said.
Giving a small giggle, Claire hugged Kristen good-bye and went on her way to catch up with Massie.
***...***
After Kristen finished studying up at the library, it was close to midnight. Rubbing her tired eyes, she packed away her books and grabbed her library key to lock up. Since she was always at the library studying, the librarians gave her a spare key to lock up when she was done.
"Maybe I can still get to Massie's party if I go now." Kristen thought to herself.
Leaving the library, the young girl pulled out her cell phone and brought up Massie's number on speed-dial. Massie answered on the third ring.
"What do you want Kristen?" Massie asked.
"I'm done studying so I thought I'd still catch your party. I'm not too far away from the club," Kristen explained.
Massie was silent for a second as she discussed with The Pretty Committee about Kristens' explanation. Massie came back to the phone.
"Sure, we'll see you when you get here. Don't be too long." Massie said and hung up.
Kristen smiled and put her phone away. As she walked down the block to get to the club, she thought she saw something shift under the moonlight in one of the alleys. She felt her heart stop for just a second, until she realized that it was probably a hallucination. Studying for too long always caused her eyes to play tricks on her.
So she continued walking, not even looking back at the alley that was occupied by a figure. The figure looked out from their hiding spot and a sick smile spread across their face. They left the alley and made their way towards the lonely girl.
Kristen heard footsteps behind her as she continued her walk down to the club. She felt her heart stop again as she realized that she was alone out on the streets of Westchester. She stopped walking and the sounds of the footsteps behind her stopped as well.
She felt like screaming as she feared that someone was following her.
No sound came out as terror struck her heart.
Slowly, she turned around to find herself in the face of a man. He had a cruel scar run down his left cheek and he had a sick demented smile on his face. Kristen froze as she stared at him and he stared back. She tried not to let the creepy sensations get to her. Maybe this was a prank right, because it was Halloween?
"Er...are you lost?" She asked him.
He didn't say anything. He just stared at her with that smile. He reached out to grab her, but Kristen was quick and she finally found the strength to run.
***...***
She breathed heavily as she ran for her life down the streets. She had to find someone who could help her...save her from this man who wanted to kill her. He was behind her trying to catch up. She saw a scary knife sheathed to his hip and the terror only gave her more adrenaline to run.
Kristen finally came to the club and headed inside, not looking back to glance at the man chasing her with his big scary knife. Coming into the club, she found it packed with students from OCDHS. She made her way through the crowd to find The Pretty Committee.
She found Massie dancing with Derrick...and not too well mind you.
Claire was with Cam at the bar, laughing and touching each other.
Alicia was nowhere to be seen. She was probably doing 'it' with Josh.
Dylan was of course by the snack table with Chris.
Kristen was about to make her way over there when she felt a cold hand slap onto her shoulder. She smiled, thinking for a second that it was Dempsey Solomon who wanted to see her. Turning around, her smile faded.
It was him.
Kristen felt that lump of terror rise in her throat again and she couldn't help but wonder: Would she ever see the sun again?
Maybe this was all just a bizarre joke...a prank...all because it was Halloween. Maybe it was actually Dempsey disguised as this creep. He did have a knack for pranking people. Kristen closed her eyes and willed for this creepy man to actually be her boyfriend.
Opening her eyes, she saw that he was still there. He leaned in close to her and whispered in her ear.
"You're out of time."
She screamed, but it was drowned out by the loud music. He pulled out his long scary knife and held it close to her face and he pressed the blade against her cheek...cutting her skin open and letting blood trickle down.
Kristen struggled to put up a fight. She had to get away from him. She had to go find someone who would keep her safe. She kicked the man in the...sensitive spot. He howled in pain and let go of her. Kristen ran for safety to the smaller part of the club where the bedrooms were. She found one bedroom empty and she quickly ran in, slamming the door behind her.
She had this small moment to contemplate what was going on. Why was this man coming after her? Why wasn't he going after anyone else? Was she a target that he just randomly chose?
The thoughts escaped her mind when the door was broken down. He held his knife in a menacing manner as he made his way up to the young teenager.
Kristen looked around the room, her mind racing with ways to defend herself. She saw the lamp sitting on its night table and she grabbed it. She chucked it at him, but he dodged and leapt at her, knocking her down onto the bed.
She was pined beneath him as he brought his knife up to her.
"There's no escaping the jaws of death. This is the end of your life," He told her, his voice low and raspy.
Kristen whimpered as he tugged at her clothes and lowered himself down onto her. She struggled to get him off of her, but he pressed his body down on her even harder. She felt something hard jab her against her bare leg.
"No! Please, leave me alone!" She screamed, hoping that someone would hear her.
He put his lips up to her ears.
"It's time that you and I cuddle together," He spoke, his voice sounding menacing.
She tried to scream again, but his hand clapped over her mouth as he pressed his body against hers in a slow, jabbing manner.
When he was done, Kristen was numb all over. She couldn't feel anything. Her innocence had been torn away from her by this...beast. There was no other word to describe him. This man was a killer and it thrilled him to see her squirm.
Kristen didn't even have time to think of anything else when she saw his knife come down on her.
***...***
The next day at OCDHS, The Pretty Committee minus Kristen were gathered in home room before classes started for the day.
"Where's Kristen? She was supposed to be here today," Massie pouted.
"I saw her make it to the club last night. I tried to go speak to her, but she ran off for the bedrooms," Dylan explained.
Massie raised an eyebrow with curiosity.
"You don't suppose she went to go 'do it' with Dempsey, do you?" Massie asked.
Dylan shrugged and Claire spoke up.
"I doubt it. I saw Dempsey making out with Meena on the dance floor."
The Pretty Committee girls all went jaw slacked as Claire shared this piece of gossip. They had to tell Kristen that Dempsey was cheating on her. Where was that girl anyways?
"Attention class, we have a special report coming in from the News. I think we all need to listen to it," The teacher interrupted and turned on the television.
Anchor News: The late Night News.
"Last week, a killer escaped from Alcatraz Island and made his way to The Big Apple. The mayors of New York had set up a curfew for everyone to be indoors no later than ten o'clock at night," The news reporter spoke.
The Pretty Committee froze in their seats, their eyes fixated on the television. Where was this going?
"This morning at around three, police raided a party at a night club and cleared out all the students, saying that if no one left in the next ten minutes they would be arrested for breaking curfew. The police swept the club for any other clubbers and came across a bedroom, where they found the dead body of a seventeen year old girl. Police say that the girl was most likely murdered and that her identity is still to be confirmed." The news reporter said and aired off.
The classroom was quiet as everyone let the news sink in. Someone in the club was murdered.
"Oh my god, you don't think it's Kristen, do you?" Massie asked.
The girls all looked at her, with uncertainty in their eyes. They didn't know if Kristen was dead or alive but one thing was certain.
There was a killer among them and he was going to strike again.
***...***
Darkness falls across Westchester as the midnight hour comes close at hand. The killer lurks in the night for search of blood to terrorize his victims.
He sees her, a girl with long brown tresses and amber eyes.
A sick smile plays on his face.
He starts to close in on his victim.
She faces him and comes up with witty come-backs to fight back.
He doesn't have to chase her.
He's got her right in his clutches.
He pulls out his knife and she starts to shiver.
He smiles as he watches her sink to the ground.
No human can escape the evil of this killer.
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