AN: I forgot to mention that this will be 13 chapters in my previous sections. Sorry I was not able to update over the weekend, but I got busy writing and did not feel like doing any editing.

Spoilers below to previous chapters

Character's Still Alive:

The Bride and Groom

Christina Evans (Chrissy) - The Bride

Robert Philips (Bobby) - The Groom

The Friends of the Bride and Groom

Emily Stone - The Maid-of-Honor

Victor Ford (Vic) - The Best Man

Allison Little (Alli) - The Athlete

Bruce Kemp - The Partier

Mary Medina - The Sullen

Robin Newton - The Loudmouth

Theresa Fleming - The Photographer

Raymond Cunningham (Ray) - The Go-Getter

Sara O'Conner - The Snob

Laura Burke - The Air Head

Eugene Burke - The Graduate

Julie Graves - The Outcast

Tom Lane - The Stranger

The Bride's Family

Hurbert Evans - The Father-of-the-Bride

Pamela Evans - The Mother-of-the-Bride

Amy Marshall - The Tyrant

Denise Arnold - The Peacekeeper

Amber Evans - The Tease

Nicole Evans (Nicky) - The Risk Taker

Daniel Marshall - The Mogul

Kyle Arnold - The Good Son-In-Law

Casey Hicks - The Boyfriend

Melissa Marshall (Lissa) - The Flower girl

Joseph Marshall (Joey) - The Ring bearer

The Groom's Family

Allen Philips - The Reverend

Lewis Philips - The Loner

Courtney Philips (Cort) - The Estranged

Others

Janice Owens - The Owner of the Inn

Kimberly Wade - The Maid

Tina Elliott - The Caterer

Troy Curtis - The Ferry Driver

Dorothy Rose - The Stripper

Chapter 2: Wheeze

Kimberly continued to work as fast as she could. If Janice would just let her clean the rooms after the guests left, instead of waiting until they had guests arriving, they wouldn't be in this predicament. But Janice always wanted to leave as soon as the guests were gone so she could get home to her family. Kimberly always offered to stay on the island by herself to clean, but Janice did not want to pay for an extra boat trip. Kimberly doubted this time would be different.

Kimberly moved into the bathroom. She quickly looked around. The rooms had all been in pretty good shape, but Kimberly's ethics required that she be thorough, even if the room looked clean to start with. Kimberly filled a bucket with water and added some bleach. Kimberly had begged Janice to use a more pleasant smelling cleaner, but bleach was cheap and Janice said it smelled cleaner. If Kimberly had learned one thing from this summer of working with Janice, she had learned that Janice should not run an inn.

That's not to say that Kimberly did not like her job. For the money and the time commitment, this job was hard to beat. It was just times like now, when they were under a time-crunch, that Kimberly got a bit frustrated. Kimberly knew she just had one more room after this one, and she was done for the day. Janice had said her and the caterer would handle serving dinner, so Kimberly wouldn't be needed for that. Plus, it should still be nice enough out while the guests were at dinner to have a nice dip in the pool.

Robin knocked on Mary's door, and got a flat "just a minute" in reply. She looked around the empty hallway anxiously. She had tried to get ready as quickly as she could, and had hoped Mary would do the same. Robin desperately needed to be at the pool, where everyone else would be. She hated not being where the action was, in fear that something would happen and she wouldn't be the first to know. She adjusted her bright colored two-piece. She didn't really care what the boys thought of how she looked, because she didn't figure any of the available ones on the island were all that interested in her, but the last thing she wanted was for her friends to think she didn't look good in her bathing suit.

Mary finally opened her door. Mary was wearing a boring black one piece. Robin smiled to herself; at least there was one person who she would look better than. Mary was a beautiful woman, but she always dressed so drab. Robin could not understand why she didn't try harder to be attractive.

"What took so long?" Robin asked.

"It's not like the pool is going anywhere. It's not like anything important is going to happen just cause your not there." Robin recognized that Mary had been slipping into one of her moods. She could be vicious when she did, and she always knew what to say to stick a knife in.

"Well you look ready now, are you?" Robin tried to calm the conversation down again.

"Yeah, sure. It's not like there's anything better to do." They headed down to the pool.

Kimberly was washing the tub in her last room. "Just a few more minutes," she thought as she quickly scrubbed away, "and I'll be in my room taking a shower." Her knees ached from kneeling for much of the day. She reached over to turn on the water to rinse out the tub when she saw the shoes behind her. She looked up, but before she could see the persons face she felt a hand grab the back of her neck. She tried to scream, but was not able to get it out before her head was plunged into the bleach/water mixture in the bucket that set beside her. She screamed in the bucket, but it was muffled. She desperately tried to pull her head back, tried to claw at her attacker's glove covered hands, tried to push off of the floor, tried to knock the bucket over; but nothing would work as the hand that held her down stayed steady and firm. Her eyes and nose were burning. The scream she had let out in the bucket had left her unable to hold her breath for long, and her lungs wouldn't be refused any longer. She breathed in, sending the toxic mixture straight into her lungs. The pain was quick and horrific, as the lining of her lungs burned. Thankfully, it was not more then a few seconds after that when she lost consciousness and soon after passed away.

Bruce would never know why it took girls so long to change closes. He swore it only took him a minute to change into his swimming shorts in the pool house bathroom and be back by the pool sipping another beer. He wasn't drunk, but had managed to maintain a good buzz through the day so far.

Bruce had his head turned to the women's dressing room when Emily and Alli entered from the lounge. Bruce turned his head back to where the girls had entered. "How did you get over there?" Bruce asked truly confused.

"We went to the kitchen to grab a snack." Alli reply, pulling a piece of lunch meat off her plate and lowering it into her mouth as Alli and Emily slowly walked from the lounge end of the pool to where Bruce was sitting near the pool house. Both women were already in there swim clothes.

"I mean I was only in the bathroom for a minute, and I've been waiting here for you two to come out ever since. How did you get by me?"

"When we came out of the changing room you weren't here. We figured you were having problems with something, so we decided to go get something to eat," Alli responded with a cheeky smile as they arrived to where Bruce was sitting. Emily was carrying a sandwich on a plate of her own, along with a bag full of assorted bags of chips she had swiped from the kitchen for everyone to munch on here by the pool.

Bruce decided to drop the subject and instead focus on how hot Alli looked in her one-piece swimsuit, as Alli set down her plate, lowered her shorts, and took a lounge seat next to him. Bruce also thought Emily looked great in her two-piece swimsuit, but he thought of her more as a friend then in that way. And she was Vic's ex-girl and Bruce would never do that to Vic. As much as Vic said that he didn't care about Emily anymore, Bruce had heard that before. This wasn't the first time they had split, though their previous splits had been more amicable. Even through their various break-ups, Bobby and Bruce had managed to remain friends with both Vic and Emily, which was one of the main reasons this set of friends had remained friends throughout college.

Bruce was also good friends with Alli, but being on an island meant that selection of females was limited. Bruce didn't usually like hitting on friends, preferring instead the girls in the club scene who had no expectation of an ongoing relationship. Of the available girls on the trip, Alli was the one he liked most, both for who she was and for her body.

Bruce, Alli, and Emily talked on the patio waiting for the others to come down. Emily asked Bruce if he would put sunscreen on her back, which she obliged. He then quickly offered to do the same for Alli. She agreed and Bruce took a seat behind her on her lounge chair. He messaged her back long after the sunscreen had been well applied, and Alli did not stop him. This scene made Emily crack a smile.

Mary and Robin arrived at the pool. Robin wore a swimsuit that was so bright it hurt Bruce's eyes to look at, while Mary wore what Bruce expected Mary to wear. Bruce thought Mary was hot, but he thought she was too much of a downer. The last thing Bruce wanted was a downer in his life. Robin was attractive enough, but Bruce didn't really think of her as his type. Mary and Robin joined them at their end of the pool.

Chrissy's younger sisters, and the older of the two's boyfriend, arrived next. Bruce remembered the older of the two younger sister's name was Amber. Bruce didn't forget the names of women that were that hot. Amber was wearing a bikini that made Bruce's jaw drop. Amber was off limits in Bruce's mind, though, because she was the soon to be sister-in-law of one of his best friends. She also had her too-cool-for-the-world boyfriend with her. Bruce knew there were enough girls in the world that it never made since to go after another guy's girl, no matter how much of a poser the guy was. The youngest sister was in a sporty one-piece swimsuit. She was also a good-looking girl, and Bruce figured that a few more years of development and she would probably be really attractive. That was definitely one thing that Bruce could say about all of Chrissy's sisters, they were all very good-looking.

The youngest sister hopped into the pool, and began swimming around by herself. Emily made some motion to Alli, which Bruce barely caught, and both women got up leaving Bruce alone on Alli's lounge chair. Alli and Emily joined the girl in the pool, which seemed to make the girl very happy. Bruce signed, but he was OK with it because he was hoping Alli would get her swimsuit a little wet. Bruce took the opportunity to get another beer. As he sat back down, he noted that Robin was talking to Mary about something, a conversation that Mary barely seemed to acknowledge. Bruce certainly wasn't going to get involved in the conversation.

The other members of the Evans family filtered in, some getting in the pool, some not. Theresa came down to the pool wearing a simple one-piece. If Robin wasn't his type, that went double for Theresa. Not an unattractive girl, but way to skinny. Vic's nickname for her was "rat girl", which meant that Bruce could never get the image of a rat out of his head whenever he saw Theresa, who he didn't know very well. Theresa sat down next to Robin, who quickly struck up a conversation with the late arrival.

Ray and his girl, Sara, followed soon after Theresa. Ray was headed towards Bruce when Sara steered him to a seat just beyond where Amber and her boyfriend were sitting. Bruce chuckled a little bit as Ray gave him a look that said he was sorry. Bruce had told Ray that it didn't matter how hot the girl was, if she was that high maintenance then she wasn't worth it. But Sara was certainly hot in her "too-expensive-to-go-swimming-in" swimsuit.

Bruce continued to watch Alli play in the pool when Vic and Bobby finally arrived. Bruce put his hand out in a "what took you so long" expression. Then he got up to get his two friends some beers. He handed them to Bobby and Vic as they reach his end of the pool.

Denise and her mother had caught Chrissy just as she entered the patio, saying they were headed off to the kitchen to make some sandwiches for everyone. Chrissy said she would come, to which her mother replied that she should stay and have fun with her friends, but Chrissy insisted on helping. They asked Cort, who had not moved from the lounge, if he wanted a sandwich, but he refused and reminded them that he was waiting for his room.

The women found Tina, the caterer, in the kitchen unpacking her supplies. They apologized to Tina if they would be in her way, to which she said they wouldn't be. They all began to put together a lunch for the others. Chrissy forced Denise to tell her all the latest news about the pregnancy, even though she had gotten a full update over the phone only a few days before. Denise gladly obliged. Pamela listened intently, even though she had heard it all before earlier in the day.

Tina offered to make a salad for the group which the other women accepted, and they were amazed at how Tina wielded her knives. Tina made the salad in no time flat. Chrissy made tea for each of the women.

Chrissy told her sister and mother little tidbits about her friends, at least the ones she could tell in front of her mother. Denise had met some of Chrissy's friends before on the few occasions that she had flow out to visit her, but her mother had not met any of them before with the exception of Emily. Emily had spent a Christmas with the Evans family, and had flown out with Chrissy to Chrissy's parent's home to help plan the wedding. Now that Denise and Pamela could put faces to all of Chrissy's friends, it was easier to associate the gossip that Chrissy shared with the people she was talking about.

With all of the talk, it took them longer then expected to finish making the lunch. Tina found a cart for them to use. The loaded the cart with food, and headed back to the pool.

It had taken Allen a bit to get situated in his room, and to try to convince Lewis to come down to the pool. Lewis had said he would come down when he was done with the chapter of the book he was reading, but Allen knew when he came back upstairs to get ready for dinner he would find Lewis still laying on his bed reading.

Allen was wearing a modest black tee-shirt, and had granted himself the rare luxury of wearing shorts. He had no intention of swimming, but this would be a busy weekend and he definitely wanted to get to know the family that his son would be married into. Allen walked by Cort on his way to the pool.

"Hey Cort, why don't you come out to the pool?"

"No thanks, I'm waiting for my room." Allen knew to ask no further. There are many names for what's wrong with Cort's personality, but probably none fits quite right. Cort gets nervous in situations, and just freezes. One moment he's outgoing in ways you would never expect, then the next it is like the world around him is dead to him.

Allen continued on outside. It was a lovely pool and patio area. Allen was very impressed with the Lighthouse Inn thus far, and definitely understood why Robert and Chrissy had chosen it.

The pool had a few people in it, mainly from the Evans family. Daniel was navigating his son around the pool on an inflatable dolphin, while Emily, Alli, Nicole, and Melissa were splashing around a little ways away. He saw another member of the Evans family, Amber, sitting with her boyfriend. She was wearing a swimsuit that was much too revealing for a girl her age, in Allen's opinion. But Allen knew that he had the luxury of raising boys, and couldn't imagine all the difficulties that would come with raising five girls.

Hey saw his son sitting on the other end of the pool with his friends. They all had beers in their hands. Allen never drank. He had never understood the attraction. The first time he learned that Robert drank, he had been a bit shocked. He had hoped his adopted son never would. Robert's mother had been drunk the night she was in the accident that killed her and Robert's father. This is a detail he had never told Robert, and truthfully, Robert had never asked. He knew Robert was a responsible young man, but Allen couldn't appreciate drinking of any sort, and wondered if he had told his adopted son that detail about the accident if this kind of activity could be avoided.

Allen saw Hurbert sitting at a patio table with his daughter, Amy, and his son-in-law Kyle. He asked if they minded if he sat down, and of course they were happy to have him. Allen asked where Pamela, Christina, and Denise were, and was told that they had decided to make sandwiches for everyone. When they came out with the sandwiches, Pamela joined them, and Allen engaged in polite conversation with the Evans family for the rest of the afternoon.

"So, how are your cold feet?" Bruce asked Bobby, quietly. Both were on their way back to their rooms from the pool. It had been the first time all day that Bruce had been alone with Bobby, and he wanted to take the opportunity to take Bobby's temperature on the whole wedding thing.

"Well, I made it this far," Bobby replied with a smile.

"Yeah, kind of hard to run away from a wedding on an island," Bruce joked, "or at least it takes a lot more planning." Bobby had confided in Bruce and Vic a few nights before that his nerves were getting the better of him. Even though Bobby and Chrissy had been going out for years, Bobby had told them marriage seemed so final.

Both Vic and Bruce had reassured their friend that he and Chrissy were perfect for each other, and that their marriage would be great, even though neither Vic nor Bruce particularly believed in marriage. In fact, Vic and Bruce had joked after talking to Bobby that engagements were like quicksand, the further you got in the harder it was to get out. Bobby was definitely past the point of no return. Vic and Bruce had agreed that they would drag Bobby to the altar if necessary, because walking out on his wedding would be a horrible mistake. Better to just get married then a divorce later, if need be.

Bruce figured joking with Bobby about it was the best way to ease his friend's nerves. "Just let me know if you need me to call the boat to have them pick you up." Bruce said as they reached his room. "See you at dinner," Bruce said to Bobby as Bobby continued down the hall to his room.

Mary was almost through with the pool. People had already started to leave, Vic being first after some sort of disagreement with Emily. Mary really didn't care for Vic, but thought that her friend Emily was in large part to blame for these kinds of run-ins, since she had not told Vic to go away years ago.

Ray and that stuck-up bitch-of-a-girlfriend of his had bolted next. Of all of the boys in their clique of friends, Mary had the most respect for Ray. Ray seemed to have a good future ahead of him. He didn't seem stuck in this whole "let's pretend were still in college" kind of summer they all seemed to be having. Mary would have loved to have dated Ray, but Ray never seemed interested. Now, he and the bitch seemed pretty serious. Mary didn't understand why her love life sucked so badly. Mary told herself and her friends that it was because she had high standards, which she did, but that certainly didn't explain all of it.

The inn manager had come to the patio area and apologized profusely to Emily, Alli, and Bruce for the rooms taking so long, then laid out some excuse about her maid not telling her she was done cleaning. The inn manager seemed so flustered. Mary didn't know why people always had to come up with excuses when they screwed up. Emily, Alli, and Bruce had told the inn owner it was alright, and then thanked her for bringing the keys to them.

"Yes, thank you for keeping us waiting," Mary thought. It infuriated Mary when people didn't call things what they were. She now wished she had volunteered to wait on a room, just so it would have been her that the inn manager had tried to keep waiting. The inn manager would certainly have gotten what she deserved then.

Alli and Emily had said they would see them all at dinner, and left the pool area with their bags, followed a short time later by Bruce and Bobby. Thankfully, the parents of the noisy kids in the pool had fished them out and they had left.

Mary rubbed her eyes. "I gotta get out of this mood," Mary thought. She hadn't been so angry when she first woke up this morning. But the day had taken its toll.

"Yeah, I can't believe how all over each other Laura and Eugene were this morning. That was crazy. I wanted to tell them 'Hey, there are little kids present, knock it off'," Robin said to Mary and Theresa. By Mary's count, that was the seventh time today that Robin had mentioned something about Laura and Eugene being "all over each other." Even Theresa barely acknowledged what Robin had said, and Mary certainly wasn't going to give Robin a reason to continue talking about it. But Robin continued on with her diatribe about public displays of affection.

Mary did know why she was so pissed off. Seeing Julie again had put her in a mood, but not how her friends might have expected. Seeing Julie had reminded her of the good friend she had lost. Mary had always thought her and Julie were good friends before the blow-up. Mary had been pissed with Julie for a long time, but that had eventually turned into regret over the loss of their friendship.

Over the course of time her anger over the incident had found a new target, and it was the person right beside her. Over time, she had begun to feel very manipulated by Robin. Robin must have known that by telling her those things a year ago, it would cause the end of hers and Julie's friendship. That, or Robin was truly too stupid to live. The anger and hatred of Robin for that incident was always there, but it too had faded with time. She had never told Robin she felt this way, since the feelings came to Mary over an extended period.

But seeing Julie again had brought all of the anger for Robin to the surface. Robin certainly hadn't helped her cause either by talking so much today.

"Why don't you just shut up," Mary snapped, seemingly out of nowhere. Robin was part way through explaining why she got so disgusted by PDA to Theresa when she instantly stopped talking and turned to Mary. Theresa's eyes grew big, as this was the first really interesting thing that had happened all afternoon.

"I was just telling Theresa what I think abo…," Robin tried to explain in shock that she had been interrupted.

"Believe me, I am saving Theresa the boredom of having to hear one more word from you," Mary interrupted. "And no one really cares what you think. Tell me, if Eugene and Laura had decided to fuck right there on the bus this morning, would it really have affected your life one bit?"

Mary paused, as if to dare Robin to try to answer her rhetorical question. Most of the others weren't paying attention to the conversation, but Amber and Casey had heard the f-word, and were now watching Mary from several feet away.

Mary continued, "What business is it of yours what Eugene and Laura do? Why are so cruel to talk behind everyone's back? Maybe if you weren't such an awful person, you wouldn't have turned Julie and me against each other. Maybe if you weren't so insecure, you wouldn't have destroyed our friendship."

There, it was finally out there how she felt. Mary shook her head as she got up. Robin just sat there staring at her with hurt eyes. Mary knew she had gotten to Robin by calling her cruel, but that telling Robin that she had caused the destruction of Julie and her friendship had really hit Robin hard.

"And for that, I'll never forgive you… you fucking bitch," Mary said as she turned away from Robin and walked off. Mary walked past Amber and Casey, who pretended, unconvincingly, that they hadn't seen the conversation. Mary headed into the lounge and too her room.

Allen had really enjoyed spending time with the Evans family. He didn't figure that Hurbert and Pamela could be better people. He found he was even more excited for his son's marriage then he had been at the beginning of the weekend. All of there daughters were also very nice, even Amy, who Robert had told him Christina did not get along with. Allen could tell that Denise was a real stand out, though, as far as being nice, and understood why Christina was closest to her.

There was only one problem with the Evans family. No one had said a word to him, and he could not remember Robert ever mentioning anything bad about him, but Daniel was not a good man. Allen knew these things. It wasn't anything specific, but when someone rubbed him the wrong way, Allen knew that it meant that the man must be deeply flawed. Sure, he seemed to play nice with his kids, and he was polite enough, but evil can sometimes be deep in the places of a man where you cannot see.

Robin had waited a bit after Mary had left to leave herself. She had told Theresa that she would probably see her at dinner, but she wasn't sure herself whether she would go. After she was clear of anybody else, she took off as fast as she could to her room on the third floor. She just made it inside when she burst into tears.

She had certainly not known at the time that telling Mary what Julie had said would destroy their friendship. She hadn't done it with any malice. She just gossiped because trading information made her seem needed by her friends. It made her feel like she belonged. Robin hated herself for what had happened a year ago, and now it was out there that at least Mary knew that it was mainly her fault. She would do anything to undo what had happened, but she didn't know how to fix Julie and Mary's friendship. Robin didn't know what else to do except sit there on the bed and cry.

She also didn't notice the other person in her room. Robin had been sitting with her face in her hands, elbows on her knees, sobbing. She then sat upright, put her hands in her lap, and made a loud shorting noise. She was about to get up and get a tissue from the bathroom when the killer put the garrote wire around her neck.

Robin was aloud one little bit of a final breath, which entered her body with a quick wheeze, before her wind pipe was closed. She tried to fight, did everything she could, but the person with the garrote was much stronger than her. The wire around her neck hurt really badly as it opened up several little cuts around her neck. Small drizzles of blood flowed down her neck and chest, where they were soaked up by her swimsuit top.

One of Robin's final thoughts before her brain turned to mush was that she really wanted to talk one last time. She wanted to beg forgiveness from the person doing this to her, because she must have pissed them off pretty bad to deserve this.

SPOILERS BELOW

Deaths:

Kimberly Wade - The Maid

Robin Newton - The Loudmouth

AN: I hope you enjoyed chapter two. It was twice as much death as chapter one, so that was good.

I'll probably update with the next chapter over the weekend. The chapter = Chapter 3: Whoosh.