I looked at her, not believing this. Oh my God.

Then suddenly, I felt someone pulling me back, knife against my throat, as he pushed me to the counted and Jill shut the door behind her.

I saw mom lying down on the floor. I didn't know if she was dead, or just unconscious.

"Charlie?" Jill asked.

"Already token care of." he told her. "I got great footage of my Robbie kill –"

I wasn't listening; I was staring at my mom, and thinking. Why would they do this?

"Looking at mommy, Tatum? Wondering if she's dead?" Jill asked.

"Well, she isn't," Charlie told me.

"I'm gonna finish her off later." Jill gestured to mom.

Charlie threw Trevor to the ground.

"Innocent . . . he's innocent, don't kill anyone else!" I told them.

"Shut up." Jill shot at me.

"Fuck you."

She stabbed me in the shoulder.

Charlie ripped the duct tape off of Trevor's mouth.

"Jill –" he started to beg.

"Shut up!" she told him.

"We learned from Sidney," Charlie told me, pointing his knife at mom.

"You think Sidney had a shitty boyfriend, Tatum?" Jill asked. She started to take the robe off. "Well this is the one who fucks you, dumps you, and doesn't even make you famous."

She was pointing her knife at me. I was breathing hard. She kicked Trevor, which made him grunt.

"What the fuck Jill? I loved you!"

"Shut the FUCK up, already!" she shot at him and kicked him again. Poor guy.

"The cops would want you to have this, Jill." Charlie told her, giving her a gun. "For your protection."

Yeah, right. If they knew if she did this . . . they'd take her away in a heartbeat.

"Jill, no." I warned her.

She still had her knife pointing at me, and she shook her head and then looked at Trevor.

"Should've killed all those people Trevor," she told him. "Even if it was all for me."

"What the fuck are you talking about?" he asked.

"I am not, the girl you cheat on!" she yelled at him, shooting him in the crotch. I looked away, terrified. He was screaming in pain.

"I've gone through everything we're on the timeline." Charlie said.

"Good," Jill told him.

I looked at her, then at Charlie, then Trevor, then back on her. What a bitch she was being!

"Oh yea," she pointed the gun at Trevor's head. "We're perfect."

"No, no," Trevor started to say, then Jill shot him in the head, blood went everywhere.

I gasped, looking away again.

I looked at Trevor's body as Jill looked at me.

"Ready?" Jill asked.

"Do you have any idea where this is going towards?" Charlie asked, as he pulled Trevor's body away.

"You see, this is all a remake." he told me when I didn't answer. "You're supposed to be the new Sidney,"

"But I am!" Jill shouted at me.

"Yes, and you're the Tatum, who dies. But not yet," Charlie said. "Trevor is this generation's Billy Loomis. And Jill and I are the innocent Sidney, and Randy."

"See with mommy, the world just heard about." Jill told me. "But with us? They're gonna see it. All the victims, everything. It's gonna be a worldwide sensation. I mean, people have to see this shit! It's not like anyone reads anymore . . ."

"You'd be surprised." I told her.

"Do not interrupted me, or I'll blow mommy's head off." she warned me. "Anyway, we're gonna get fame, like Sidney never dreamed of."

She didn't ask for it, I thought.

"Last two teenagers standing." Charlie said. "And this time, Randy gets the girl."

They kissed for a moment and broke apart; Jill still had her knife pointing at me.

"You're amazing," Charlie told her.

"I am so, believable today!" Jill said, sounding happy. "Wasn't I? I mean, I told so many lies; I actually started to believe them! I think I was really born for this."

"How could you do this?" I asked her.

She looked at me, surprised. "Do you know what it's like, growing up in this family, related to you and your mother?" she asked me. I looked at her.

"I mean, all I ever heard, was Sidney this, and Tatum this, and the Prescotts that!" she told me. "YOU TWO WERE JUST SO FUCKING SPECIAL!" she yelled at me. "Well, now I'm the special one."

Whatever.

"You'll slip," I told her.

"Hm, c'mon Charlie let's get all of this." she told Charlie, and went a few feet away from me. She pointed her gun at me.

"You gotta stay strong, you hear me?" she asked him.

"Yeah, just like Billy and Stu." he said.

Jill stabbed him in his heart, I gasped, in horror. Nice partner.

"This isn't the way we rehearsed this!" Charlie told her.

"Everyone loves the sole survivor," she said. "You, you were the – never mind." and she stabbed him in the stomach. I gasped again.

He fell to the ground, dead.

"You and your friends," I started.

"My friends?" Jill asked, coming over to me. "What world are you living in? I don't need friends I NEED FANS."

She was a few inches away from me. "Don't you get it?" she asked.

Uh, no.

"It's never been about you or mommy." she told me. "It's about, becoming you." she told me. "I don't want to be Sidney, Tatum. But you."

"Why?" I asked.

"Well, it's better to be the new Sidney, not the old Sidney. You're the remake, so I will too." she told me. "I mean for fuck's sake, I had to kill my own mother, because I need to stay true to the original." she told me.

"That's sick right? Well sick, is the new sane." she added. "You had 15 minutes, mommy had the years, and now I want mine!" she yelled. "I mean, what am I supposed to do, go to college, grad school, work?" she asked.

How the hell am I supposed to know?

"Look around," she continued. "We all live in public now, we're all on the internet; HOW DO YOU THINK PEOPLE BECOME FAMOUS ANYMORE? Well, let me answer that: You don't have to achieve, anything! You just gotta have fucked up shit happen to you."

I was on the verge of tears.

"So, you do have to die, Tatum." she told me. "Those are the rules. New movie, new franchise. There's only room for one and let's face it: Mommy's is over, and so is yours."

She grabbed me and stabbed me in the stomach. I was hurt.

So much blood was coming out, I looked at her.

I went down, losing conscious, by my mother.