Chapter Four

Love Like Woe

"Lima, Ohio is in a deep shock tonight" proclaimed the news reporter "after another victim was brutally butchered outside the hospital. Police arrested one suspect but had to arrest him due to an attack taking place during the young man's arrest."

-BLING

Santana Lopez switched off the television in her living room. Next to her was Brittany who was doing her nails every so nicely.

"Such crap, Pepper and Acme were far more brutally murdered than Mercedes and Puck would never kill anyone" spoke an enraged Santana to Brittany.

"Why did they even think it was Puck?" laughed Brittany whom did not take the matter very serious.

"Puck was the last person to make a phone call to Acme" Santana explained "he wanted her English Assignment and the police just pinned him on the crime."

"I miss Mercedes, she like" replied Brittany "totally ruined Fondue for Two!"

"Brittany no one cares about your little show, all I care about is keeping my tiny ass alive" laughed Santana.

"Well you might" spoke Brittany in a daze "Want to lock your back doors and set your alarm."

Santana looked to Brittany in shock "You didn't do it? Like I asked you to?"

Brittany looked to Santana with a sympathetic smile "I find Locking and Alarm codes really confusing like counting to ten."

Santana jumped up from the couch like a cheetah and rushed to the front door with Brittany in a tow. Quickly, she locked the door at all three bolts and set the alarm to maximum protection.

"What about the back silly" laughed Brittany whom had no idea how scared Santana was feeling.

Santana rushed past Brittany and ran into the kitchen. Once more Brittany followed. Getting the keys from the key shelf she locked the door with a bang, not stopping for a moment or a breath she quickly opened up a cabinet as it revealed an alarm system at the back.

"Wow, tomato soup" spoke Brittany holding a can.

Santana took no attention to this and began pressing numbers into the system. A Large sound was heard throughout the large house. Santana stopped and panted

"That's all the main doors locked into the house, mum and dad are away tonight so we are locked in till morning."

"Cool" replied Brittany nodding as she looked around the kitchen with its sterile counters and large fridge and cooker with its marble floors.

"Brittany-"

But Santana could not finish this sentence; her mobile phone began to ring. She looked to it and pressed the answer button.

"Hello?" spoke Santana with the phone to her ear.

"Is Brittany there?" whispered the voice.

"No, she is sleeping can you leave a message?" replied Santana.

"Please tell Brittany" whispered the voice "that she will die."

"What?" spoke a shocked Santana looking towards to Brittany.

"Ha-ha Santana" spoke the voice of Dave K "scared you there didn't I?"

"F*ck you Dave" shouted Santana and she hung up putting the phone to the counter.

"What a douche, I don't know what you see in him Santana" muttered Brittany.

Santana looked at Brittany with a snare "You don't have a say anymore Brittany."

Brittany looked back saddened and uttered "I'm away to bed" and she walked off from the kitchen. Santana shook her head and opened up her fridge, looking through the various foods, the phone rang again.

"What Dave?" shouted Santana as she answered it.

"Hello Santana" spoke the mysterious voice.

"Dave what do you want?" shouted an angry Santana.

"This is not Dave" laughed the voice.

"Dave stop it now" replied Santana.

"This is not f**king Dave you dumb cow" twisted the voice.

"Fine then who is it Puck?" snarled Santana

"Santana who is it?" shouted Brittany from the living room.

Santana put the phone to her chest and screamed

"None of your business!"

"Are you still there?" whispered the voice.

"Puck, what do you want?" spoke Santana as she put the phone to her ear.

"This is not Puck you dimwit" shouted the voice.

"I am not a dimwit, I have an IQ of 122" shouted Santana.

"You are going to die Santana Lopez and I will take such good pleasure in doing so" mocked the voice.

"That's not funny!" muttered Santana.

"People live, and people die and you better start running" uttered the voice as they hung up.

Santana grabbed a knife from the kitchen devil set. She rushed looking behind her back until SCREAM! Santana jumped.

Brittany

Brittany strutted to the living room and picked up her nail varnish. Suddenly she heard the phone ring and Santana shouting. Feeling left out she shouted

"Santana who is it?"

Santana replied in a rude matter and Brittany walked up the stairs with sadness, she loved Santana with all her heart but she also loved Artie even though they had broken up. She entered Santana's bedroom when she heard SCREAM. The large scream made Brittany jump, as she panicked she peeked out of the bedroom and stepped out.

"Santana" she whispered "Santana are you there?"

No reply was met. Brittany was scared now, quietly like a door mouse she stepped down the stairs and into the living room. There sitting on the couch was the person Brittany least expected and Santana.

"Santana you scared me half to death" shouted Brittany annoyed.

Santana turned to Brittany and cried in pain. There in her gut was a knife, she tried to utter something but she could not.

Brittany screamed loudly as the person lifted his knife from the gut of Santana and plunged at Brittany. Brittany ran up the stairs followed quickly by the killer. She quickly ran into the bathroom, trying to close the door, the killer pressed himself against it. Putting her back to the door and her foot to the wall, Brittany pushed the door closed and locked it. Crying out for help, she tried to remember the number of the police.

'Why am I so dumb?' she thought.

Suddenly the person began to speak

"Calm down Brittany, it was a joke. I and Santana planned this the entire time!"

Brittany stood there, waiting for a moment the person spoke again

"Please Brittany, it's a joke; Santana is downstairs at the minute clearing up the mess!"

"You two are such dicks" muttered Brittany and she unlocked the door...

Five people dead, one between life and death, one in hospital and the others surviving; scary isn't it? Santana and Brittany had to die together, they couldn't die in two different places, it didn't feel right for this couple. I hope you aren't too annoyed about their deaths but I have decided to do a chapter in the Killers POV (Point of View). NOW PLEASE REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW! I get all these story alerts and I would just like a couple of reviews to make my day. Also I have crossed-over Glee and Scream.

Until next time

TheLeakerOfStories x