RE-EDITED

After saying our goodbyes to the random guests I barely know I head into the kitchen to help with the snacks for the movie, not to catch my breath at the pain in my chest from seeing the Bitch and my Billy… I never thought it would hurt this much.

A hand ghosting onto my shoulder makes me jump and turn with the instinct of a wounded lion, luckily I'm able to see Randy's face before I throat punch him "you ok?"

He looks slightly concerned and it almost makes me feel for him, almost. So with a bright smile I try to shift the conversation "yeah, I'm good. So, how's your Sydney obsession going?"

"Not great… but I guess that's the life of the unrequited right?" he doesn't look at me as he answers, just tears open a bag of chips and empties them into the nearest clean bowl.

"Look Randy, we both know Erin likes you and we all know you like Syd, but if you looked past her, I think you'll see that Erin's a way better choice! She's wicked smart, great sense of humour, loyal… what do you even see in Sydney?" I say more bitterly than I realize and he raises an amused brow

"O-kay, someone's definitely not loving the Syd. Do you even like her? I mean, before a few months ago the entire world thought you hated her, minus Sydney obviously, so why did you go to the trouble to be her friend in the first place?" I look down at chips in his hand, smacking myself mentally for my silly little slipup.

Swallowing hard I snatch a packet of skittles from the array of candy in yet another bowl "I just… I guess I wanted to be a better person, let bygones be bygones and all that stuff you know."

With his mouth half full of chips he laughs "or…you wanted to get closer to your very own Billy obsession. I'm not as dumb as you guys think!"

I laugh at that with a shake of my head and decide to bounce a skittle off his cheek "whatever! Let just go watch the stupid movie."

"Ow… Yes ma'am!" he salutes, slightly rubbing his cheek and helps me carry in the junk food filled bowls.

I think I might actually miss Randy, a part of me even considers spearing him… but unfortunately that's just not the way this movie ends.

Sorry Randy.

I sit at Erin's feet on the floor as she leans back into the sofa, we're closest to the TV, leaning against her warm, soft, bare leg as I completely zone out "Katie-girl you ok?"

She's handing me my well-guarded drink and holding my fingers lightly, seeing through my sweet smile and quick nod instantly "Liar! Look, don't worry, have faith in your man ok… or I'll just kick his ass!"

I laugh at that as she throws her arm around me, pulling me into an uncomfortable hug and I'm mostly getting her knee in my face here "Erin, you know I love you right?"

She rolls her eyes like I'm being over dramatic and sensitive so she jokes "well duh of cause you do, how could you not? ...I love you to babe."

With that we go back to watching the movie, or everyone else is and I'm just thinking about scurrying into a bleak, windowless room and bawling my pretty little eyes out because I know that just upstairs that fucking slut is all over my Billy, touching him, kissing him… and it's driving me in-fucking-sane!

I do my best to retain my smirk as Randy announces with horror, the phone still dangling loosely in his hand, that Himbry had been found gutted and decoratively strung up on the football field… nice touch Billy, gory, but nice.

Hearing of our principal's grisly demise many of the group scatter in a bid to pay respect… Ha, yeah I'm just kidding, the drunken idiots are running out the door to see how much torment the old perv endured before they clean up the scene.

This leaves the party kind of sparse, and I turn to Erin with a raised brow of question "you not going?"

"Nah, I promised your mom I'd stick with you. Woman would have me hanging by my insides if I left you so… priorities." I give her a half-hearted smile and groan inside, almost damming her unyielding loyalty, almost.

She was meant to leave, I thought maybe her hatred and disgust for the Principle would make her leave me with the safety of party, but I didn't could on it, a clever killer always has a plan B "you want another drink?"

"A soda would be great, I can't have Mary smelling beer on me when I'm meant to be watching out for you!" oh, my Erin, how I love you… and Randy ask for beer.

When I'm solely alone the kitchen I stealthily pull out a few sleeping pills and crush them with the end of Randy's beer bottle, then gently scoop them up and sprinkle them into the soda glass. I know this isn't the best thing to do, but it's a necessary evil. I mean what would you do? I don't want her involved in this, I want her safe, because yeah I'm a psychotic murder, but she's still my best friend, murder spree or not!

After a few minutes I look at Erin who's nursing her lovingly drugged soda, over to a buzzed Randy sprawled over the sofa "I'm going to get some aspirin, I'm getting a migraine."

"Ok, we'll be here; hey, did Stu go to the football field?"

With a shrug I rub my temple, barely looking her in the eye "I guess, abandoning the party guests, great hosting!"

She laughs with a sip of her soda; I hope she finishes it quickly, we don't want her only starting to dose off as the party really starts, gut thankfully those are some heavy duty sedatives so she should sleep through a tornado. I smack Randy playfully on the head as I walk past, laughing with Erin as Randy rubs at his head "Ow!"

I take silent steps up the stairs, hovering outside the extra door to Stu's parent's room. My hand actually shakes for the first time that night as it slowly pushes the door to create a small crack into the room.

My heart drops and breathe holts at the sight of them, I wonder if this was how Casey felt when I dug that blade into her chest, slitting her open… but I doubt it hurt as much as this.

I watch the man I love thrusting on top of the girl I despise and I wish I was dead, I wish I had never come here… my heart is breaking as I try not to let the tears stream through. But I cant tear my eyes away from the horrific scene before me, then I realize he's hardly looking at her, barely kissing her, scrunching his eyes closed and silently mouthing something against the pillow. I lean in to the sliver of a crack, straining to hear him.

I bite the inside of my cheek, focusing on the metallic tang to try and block out Sydney's moans of pleasure.

I watch his lips move I see my name echoed like a ghost from them. Then it dawns on me, he doesn't even want her! He has to turn away just to be able to touch her like this, I know because he always looks at me, examines my face, like he gets off on the tilt of my almost scream and bliss blushed face, enjoys knowing he's making me feel all those amazing, agonizing thing.

I smile with a stray tear rolling down my cheek and shift ever so slightly, a floorboard creaking under my movement, it's not loud, but it still makes Billy's eyes snap open and meet mine, a breath of relief falls out of his mouth and I lean against the doorframe, smiling weakly as he watches me, thrusting on top of her "oh, Billy."

He wrinkles his face into a sneer of disgust as that thing groans beneath him.

"Katie? What are you doing?" I turn at the hushed tones to find Stu staring at me with his usual blank expression, while dawning the black clock we've all come to know "Katie, what…" I push him down the hall, not daring to send a glance to my boyfriend as I whisper with a harsh bite in my voice "none of your dammed business. Now finish getting ready, quick before someone sees you!"

Stu nods solemnly, looking like a kicked puppy as we walk into the guest room where you can hear the springs bounce from his parent's bed, urge… gross!

I sit on the bed fiddling with the blade and eyeing the crimson dyed corn syrup only to look over at Stu, who's fully covered and twirls before me "so what do you think? Badass right?"

I roll my eyes at his childishness and stand to hand him the knife and syrup "ok, so when Billy turns you spray the syrup a few times and then quickly put it on the blade while he plays dead, Sydny will be too caught up looking with Billy 'dying' to notice you with the syrup, then…"

Stu smiles that goofy grin of his "then the fun really starts!"

With a sinister smile I push the scarily dressed man child out of the room and wait as for the screams to begin. As I hear the frantic footsteps in the attic a warm glow flows through me, she's finally getting what she deserves.

Stu bangs on the door as he races past me to carry on his spree, leaving me to enter the empty hall and head towards the master bedroom… but I don't get a chance to make it to the door as I see someone I shouldn't who speaks with quivering words "K-Katie, what have you done?"

"Erin…" My heart stops dead at the sight of my best friend, my purse in one hand and a half empty bottle of pills and she has this look on her face like figuring out the magician with the Vanishing Bird Cage trick killed the dammed bird…

What happens now?

What do I say to her?

How do I save us?