Hey guys, sorry for not updating earlier this week. Thanks CDsOnTheWall for reviewing! Well, here's Chapter 3!
KC's POV, Friday Morning
"Did you hear what happened to Eli, Adam and Drew?" I ask of all people, Wesley. We walked to our lockers, and I opened mine. "Yeah, the killer was readying for Adam, poor guy…" Wesley replies. "I know! But he lived." I exclaim. After a long day, I play basketball, and come home to get ready for Clare's party. I walked over to The Dot, for a coffee. I looked over, and there was Fiona Coyne. "My, my." I mutter. All of a sudden, the lights go out. Everyone runs out, and there goes a scream. The light turns back on, and there's Fiona tied to a chair, and a man standing over her.
"KC!" Fiona yells, to get slapped. "If you want to live, let me kill the girl." A voice mutters. I start laughing, since I really don't give a crap about Fiona. "KC, please! Don't let him kill me!" Fiona begged, tears streaming down her face. I laugh even more. "I don't give a care in the world for you, bitch!" I yell. "Kill her! I honestly don't care if that slut's dead." I add, laughing furiously. "KC…" Fiona begged. The killer freed Fiona, and she ran towards the door. I followed, but we both couldn't fit. "Move Guthrie!" she screams, pushing me.
"Shut up!" I answer, pushing. How am I not able to beat her? I'm a jock, she's a fashionista! We hear the killers footsteps, and I overthrow her. The door swings open, and I cheer. "YES!" I cheer, falling to the ground. The killer's holding something, I notice. "Damn." Fiona mutters, realizing what the killer's holder. "Dammit." I reply, seeing the gun in its hands. It points it over at Fiona. "Any last words?" The killer asked. "I'm a lesbian, and shouldn't that give me a freebie?" Fiona jokes, seriously scared. "Screw you." The killer says, and shoots Fiona, twice. "And you?" The killer changes his aim, pointing at me. "Please, don't ki-" I start to beg, but my world end as the flash of the bullet enters my skull.
Jake's POV
"How about two strawberries?" I joke, plopping a strawberry into my girlfriend's hair. "Sure." She replies, and we kiss. I hear footsteps, and my girlfriend scurries out the door. Clare was coming downstairs, holding a bag of chips. "Ready for the party? It's just our closest friends." Clare asks, placing the chips onto the counter. Before I answer, the door rings. "I'll get that." I answer, walking towards the door. I open it, to Adam and Drew. Adam, with a sling since of his stabbing, and Drew with bruises.
"Hey, I thought your Mom was on complete lockdown for you guys?" I greet, letting them in. "Well, I kinda lied to her and said that your parents were supervising." Drew answers, lunging to the chips. "Yes, Drew's a big liar." Adam teases. "Am not!" Drew argues. I roll my eyes, brothers. In an hour, Owen, Tristan, Eli, Alli, Wesley, Jenna, Connor, Tori, Zig, and Marisol arrived.
"Weird…I invited Fiona and KC, and they both said they'd come." Clare starts, taking out their phone. "Well, I'm going to turn on the TV." I answer. "isn't there always some kind of death on the TV lately?" Katie asks, walking to the couch. I turn it on, and see the news. "Katie…your right. Oh god." I gasp. "FIONA!" Adam yells, running towards the screen. "Hey! What about KC?" Drew questions, following his brother. The TV turned off, and the electricity went off. Time for my duty.
Eli's POV
"Clare! Adam!" I say, gathering us together. Two screams happen, and strobe lights come on. After a few moments, there are more screams, realizing Drew and Jenna lying lifeless on the floor. "Come on." I order, motioning Clare and Adam upstairs. Jake follows. "I'm going to hide under the bed." Jake whispers, and I open the window. "Out there?" Adam exclaims, as I walk out the window. "Come on!" I loudly whisper, and Clare cautiously followed. Alli came, and Adam locked the door.
"Move Goldsworthy!" Alli yells, as she rushes past me on the roof. "Careful Alli, you'll fall off." Clare points out, reaching for balance. All of a sudden, our hands link. Clare blushes, and I smirk. "Hey Blue Eyes." I whisper, and we kiss. Sparks lighted up, and we heard a sound. Alli was pushed off the roof. We run towards the edge, to see Alli, and a spear in her stomach, entering from her back. "Look, the killer's leaving." Adam points out, pointing at the killer.
Tristan's POV
I was led into the basement, with Owen as leader. Hey, if we die, I should atleast tell Owen my biggest secret. "Owen, can I tell you something?" I ask, following him downstairs. "What?" Owen growls. He makes it hard for me to talk to him. "I'm…gay." I confess, mumbling gay. "Say that again." Owen demands. "I'm gay." I reply, a little louder. "Ugh, Trist, say it so I could hear you." Owen scoffs. "I'm gay! OKAY!" I scream into Owen's ear. "Gay? Since when?" he gulps. "Um…8th grade. I had my first guy crush, but I don't like it." I confess. "I can't believe I'm fucking related to you." Owen growls. "But that's who I am!" I argue. "I HATE WHO YOU ARE! I HATE THE FACT YOU ARE MY BROTHER!" Owen screams, pushing me down. "I'll be so happy if you're dead." Owen adds.
"How can you hate me so much?" I ask. All of a sudden, I get pushed. It was all a rush. The killer's on me, and slashed my stomach, arms, stomach, and brakes my nose. He abuses me, and leaves. Next thing I know, I'm on the floor, bleeding heavily, and Owen's crying over me. "I love you, Tristan, please, don't leave me." Owen begs. "I thought y-you w-wanted me d-dead." I cough. "I don't. I'm sorry. I was wrong. Tristan, I l-l-love you!" Owen cries. "Love you too." I answer, and my world darkens.
I honestly think that Tristan being gay can add a huge potential plot for the Milligan brothers, thanks for reading and review!