Episode Ten: Comes Great Responsibility

9:23 PM

Carrie and Chris drove back to the house in mostly silence. This was a very strange situation for both of them. For so long the these two were at the complete opposite sides of the spectrum. And looking at were they are now, it was a place Carrie never thought in her life she'd ever be with be Chris Hargensen, of all people. "So, Carrie…may I ask why were heading back to your house instead of mind?" Chris said tuning the radio to her favorite station. "…I have to give Momma her pills…she needs them really badly…she, she's not well." Carrie replied gently shaking the tube of pills like a maraca. "I just hope we don't run into…" Carrie stopped herself from saying anything further. She may not like Billy Nolan, but she didn't exactly feeling comfortable about getting involved in other people's relationships. "Run into who?" "…Run into, your, boyfriend…I saw him come this way before you picked me up." Carrie and Chris again meet eyes. That news defiantly surprised Chris, Billy was suppose to be in New York right now for a concert. What was he still doing in Chamberlain.

Carrie and Chris struggled to find things to say. They just didn't fit together, like trying to fit a puzzle piece, into the wrong puzzle. However it didn't take long for a conversation to spark up again between the two. Because as they pulled up the street towards Carrie's house. The shy girls eyes were meet with flashing police lights. And virtually everyone on the block swarmed around the White household, something bad had happened, something really bad. Carrie stepped out of the car, and everyone was now looking at her. All the old couples and single mothers that lived on the same street looked mortified to see Carrie White. The shy girl slowly made her way through the crowd of people blocking her path. The closer she got to whatever these people were looking at. The more her chest ached with the thumping of heart. "Kid sorry, you gotta stay back." Some policewomen said shoving at Carries shoulder.

That's when she saw her. Momma, bloodied and in pain. Carrie practically blacked out. So many emotions running through her body at the same time. "MOMMA!" She shrieked rushing past the yellow taped area towards Margaret. "WHAT HAPPENED…WHAT HAPPENED!" Carrie panicked like she never had before. Her mother was dying, there was just no way to process this. "Robber, someone broke into the upstairs bedroom. Look we got the paramedics on the way." Jitter-Bug. He was behind this. There was no doubt about it. She wasn't gone for that long. Who is this guy, how can he move so fast. She wanted to kill him. Break him. Tears streamed down her face. "Momma…Momma…" Carrie and her mother quickly meet eye to eye. She smiled as her mother showed signs of life. "I'm here Momma…" Carrie assured her mother; holding Margaret's shaking hands still. The much older women looked like she wanted to say something. She opened her mouth and smiled, something Carrie didn't see every day. "…I love you…" Margaret said with a sobbing voice, it was so strange. For the first time in years, Carrie saw her mother again. Margret was, oddly human.

Carrie felt her mothers iron like grip become weaker and weaker but the second. Margaret's head slowly tilted back. Drifting away. Gone. Dead. Margaret's hands ungracefully collapsed from her daughters. The stinging pain in Carries chest swelled up by thousand. She had lost everything, were would she go, who would ever love her again. Momma didn't deserve to die like this. Not like this. Jitter-Bug had murdered Carries mother. And she was going to hunt him down. "Hey we got the shooter, he's cornered in the old steel mill, let's get that asshole." Carrie overheard two policemen speaking into a radio. The old steel mill. She finally had him cornered like a wild animal. The madness will end tonight. Jitter-Bug dies tonight. Chris made her way past the crowd of people, and what she saw was heartbreaking. Margaret White was dead. And Carrie had disappeared. "Holy shit, I'm sorry Carrie…"

9:34 PM

Billy had barricaded himself inside the steel mill. Police were everywhere. He had no place to go. Panic swept over him as he could hear them trying to bust down the iron doors that kept him safe. He shakenly reloaded his uncles hunting pistol. He was going to have to fight his way out of this. Somehow. But as he finally started to calm his nerves with quick cigarette. The creaking of the ceiling above his head made him aware of someone else inside with him. He spat out his smoke and seemingly suffered another panic attack. "WHO'S THERE!" He screamed into darkness. Shooting multiple rounds into the floor above. Carrie had him. Jitter-Bug. The man that had made her life a living hell for the last week. He was going to die. She graved him from behind and slammed him into concrete wall. She was unleashing all her anger, every last bit of it. It felt so amazing beating this man to a pulp.

She threw him across the room like a rag doll. Slamming him into a steel mesh in the middle of the room. It was at this moment that Billy had been completely defeated, with a groveling tone he begged this girl to stop. "Please, don't kill me, just give me a chance. JUST GIVE ME A CHANCE!" Carrie was royally triggered by this statement. How dare he ask her for a chance. How dare he. "What about my mother. Did you give her a chance. Did you. ANSWER ME!" She pushed her hand into this mans throat, once again slamming him into the light. Her heart sank at the sight of his face. That face. She knew that face all to well. "…you…" Billy Nolan. It was Billy Nolan who killed her mother. It was Billy Nolan.

Carrie was like a deer in the headlights. Why did it have to be him. Why him.

Her mind was so torn. So broken. She didn't even see the gun pointed to her face. "Sorry Carrie." Billy smiled before cocking the gun. Carrie snapped back to life. Her gilt turned to rage. She swiped the gun from his hand, and proceeded to punched a hole through his chest. Her eyes were as wide as his was. She had just killed someone. He collapsed to the floor, a mutilated corps. Like Carries mother. The shy girl completely caved into herself. What has she done. She's taken the life of another human being. Two human beings. She turned into a monster. The police finally broke through the front doors. And the loud barking of dogs echoed across the run down mill. But The Web-Slinger was already long gone.

Carrie, was already long gone.

10:45 PM

Carrie sat on top of the tallest building she could find. The closer to the sky the better. So she could reach out to her God. Reach out to her mother. And beg for forgiveness. Her hands were covered in Billy Nolan's blood while squeezing at her silver cross. Dried tears streamed down her face. All the happiness she could have ever had was now gone. It was like someone had curved a hole in her heart. She could have saved her. She could have stopped that bastard. These abilities the Lord had given her. She didn't deserve them. Look at all she's done with them. She held her mothers stolen medication in between her fingers. She never felt so alone. She never felt so selfish. But in a strange way. She liked it. Because it motivated her. It pushed her to do something about it. She took a long saddened breath. And stood back to her feet. This was her town. This was her power. And this was her responsibility.

To Be Continued

-Sorry bout it readers. I know it took awhile to write this bastard Episode. But I've been busy with finishing Cuz, and writing Teenagers. And doing that prequel thing with Ralph White in Cuz. Sorry. But I hope you liked it. Again not the greatest writer but I try. Also if you haven't already be sure to favorite, follow, and review. I've been loving the reviews this story has been getting, thanks. And also I feel I should mention. If you want to read a story were Carrie actually meets the webhead himself. Check my page if you want there's a million of the bastards. P.S I'm thinking of putting Peter Parker into the story. But I was just wondering how I could do that. Let me know eh. Let me know. :)