Sorry for the wait! Here's another suspenseful chapter...
Sunday: June 2nd, 2010 – 4:57 A.M. (Deserted Island: Cliff Ledges)
Carly fell to her knees in utter shock and disbelief. Only seconds ago, she witnessed her two best-friends jump to their deaths. All because of her.
"Their dead," she cried into the palms of her soft hands. "They thought I was playing, so they jumped off!" she screamed. "It's all my fault."
Kendall stood still behind her with a shocked look as well, all the color drained from his face. He wanted to comfort the poor girl but couldn't. It was one thing to hear about someone dying but it's completely a different thing when you actually witness it right before you.
"They died…died…died," Carly kept sobbing even though it was already clarified. Kendall eyes went wide when he understood that it was all because they startled them. If they called first or told them it was them…they would probably still be here. They would still be the hand-holding couple that everyone envied.
As the two tried to soak in the event that just occurred, they heard a footstep from right behind them. Still in shock and in a state of confusion, Carly whirled around with tear-filled eyes and pulled out her Glock pistol, aiming it shakily into the trees.
"Who's there!" she howled, still trembling terribly. Kendall had his hands hovering over the side of his belt; ready to pull put his Browning Semi-Automatic. He hoped and prayed that he would never have to use it, but if it meant his life or his friend's lives were on the line he knew that he had no other choice.
"I said…Who is it!" Carly shrieked again while wiping the tears from her eyes. The shadowed figure between the trees held up their hands and fell to the ground in mercy.
"Don't shoot! Whatever you do, please don't shoot me!" the figure pleaded. Kendall and Carly recognized the person's voice immediately and ran towards him causing him to jump back uncertainly.
"Z-Zander?" Kendall beamed with a chuckle. Zander was on the ground with his eyes closed until he felt Kendall hoist him up by the hand. Carly felt like an absolute fool and tossed her gun into her bag.
"Sorry! I'm so sorry!" she shouted while hugging him tightly, still shaken from what she witnessed just moments before.
"It's cool," he said while letting out a big breath of relief, "Just glad you didn't shoot my head off is all."
"I'm sorry…it's just…Sam and Freddie they…" Carly started cry again. Kendall looked from Carly to Zander with wide eyes until he noticed Zander panting heavily.
"Why are you so tired?" Kendall asked with raised eyebrows, "Was someone chasing you?"
"Chasing him!" Carly gasped, "You mean you lead someone here? You idiot!"
"It's nothing…like…that," Zander said while leaning his hand on a tree for support. "I'm trying to find someone but…they're not showing up on this thing."
Kendall and Carly looked over and stared at the device he was holding.
"Is that…" Kendall began.
"A collar-tracking device," Zander grinned with a nod. Kendall let out a chuckle of disbelief while Carly had her hands on the tracker.
"Someone got super lucky," Carly laughed. Zander nodded again with a big smile before turning around and looking deeply through the forest.
"Have any of you guys seen Stevie?" he asked still focusing his eyes.
"No…can't say I have man," Kendall sighed with a look of impatience. He was sick of everyone making these dumb choices. First, Gibby decides to go off and shoot arrows at us and now…his friends were committing suicide. Why can't they all just band together and fight this.
"Well…I better get going. You guys are in the lighthouse right?" Zander looked at them both awaiting a response but instead got looks of confusion.
"How did you know we were hiding out in there?" Carly asked with amazement. The winds danced through the leaves of the trees, leaving a slight chill behind.
"I have my ways," was all he said before jetting off into the darkness once again.
"Looks like we're going to have to be more discreet about the whole hide out thing Carly," Kendall chuckled nervously. Carly just nodded in agreement with her eyes glued to the spot where Zander was standing.
32 Students Remaining
Sunday: June 2nd, 2010 – 5:14 A.M. (Deserted Island: Barn)
It was late and Jade realized that she wasn't going to get any sleep at all. She was alert as can be, scoping out ever single inch of the rusty old barn. Molly sat still next to a pile of hay, quiet as can be while Jade went to work.
"Alright," she announced, "Everything seems to be on the up and up." Jade glanced over at Molly with a small smile that wasn't too nice. She didn't want to give up her street cred…even though it wouldn't matter in the slightest, especially now.
"Did Lucy give you a message Jade?" Molly whispered quietly.
"A message? Molly what are you talking about," Jade sat down across from the brunette and took a makeup kit out of her Gears of War bag.
"Did Lucy ask you to meet her near the river at C5?" Molly sounded a bit upset, but Jade completely understood.
"Oh…yeah, she did. There's no way in hell I'm going though."
"What? Why not?" Molly whispered frantically while grabbing Jades arm.
"Because. I don't trust her at all…wait don't tell me you're actually going to go," Jade said lowly to her. Molly nodded quickly and averted her eyes just as fast. "Molly! You can't fall into her trap-"
"How do you know? How do you know if she's gonna hurt me or not? She's our friend Jade…our sister," Jade scoffed at that and began to apply mascara to her dark eyelashes. Jade knew Lucy a lot longer and a lot more than Molly did. She also knew all of Lucy's tricks as well. One time Lucy tricked a rich man into proposing to her, and when he was on one knee…Lucy grabbed the diamond ring and knocked the poor guy out. Lucy was a manipulative vixen and Jade knew that. So all in all, she never considered Lucy to be her 'sister'…not one single bit.
"I just don't want you to get hurt Molly," Jade sighed, still applying her makeup. Molly giggled and began to nod in appreciation.
"Thanks Jade, but I can take care of myself. Okay?" Jade pressed her lips together before sighing again in defeat.
"Alright…you win Garfunkel." The two shared a light laugh before going quiet once again. "You wanna lay down and get some rest Molly? I'll keep an eye out for ya," Jade offered after blinking her eyes rapidly to let the mascara dry. Molly nodded unsurely, but laid down anyways.
"I'm so glad I can always count on you," Molly whispered to herself as Jade went out to the front with her TMP. Molly could always count on Jade. Jade helped Molly through everything (she was like a nurturer and a sister to her…something Lucy was never good at being).
"What about in here?" whispered a voice from outside the barn doors. The chipped red paint on the door reflected the moonlight, but two shadows were portrayed on the door as well.
"Maybe there is someone in here," the other assailant said next. Molly shook her head in horror after seeing the shadows start to get closer and leak into old barn. Who could it be? She thought while breathing at a fast rate. Her brown curls raked the hay behind her every time she tried to back away. Much to Molly's dismay, they were in the barn and they were cloaked with the night's darkness. Molly trembled in the corner hoping that they would soon leave, but suddenly a bright light flooded the creaky shelter. Soon, the light blinded Molly causing her to cover her eyes and squint through her fingers.
"Molly?" the voice whispered with uncertainty. Molly leapt for her pack and brought her weapon (a set of Shurikens wrapped in a black-as-night cloth) out. She had no idea how to maneuver these…she didn't even know how to properly throw a baseball in gym.
"W-Who's there!" Molly shrieked with the white light still shining on her.
"Molly, it's me Carly…and Kendall's here too," Carly said sweetly while shining the flashlight on her face. Her dark brown hair lit up as well her cheery face.
"Where's Jade? She was right out there! How did you two get in here?" Molly snapped immediately while stumbling over to the pair. The hay made it all the more difficult when it came to walking in the dark.
"I'm right here Molly," the tattooed and pierced girl announced from the door, leaning on it with her shoulder. Molly ran over to Jade with bits of hay still embedded in her hair and hugged her tightly. "What do you guys want…" Jade said coldly to the both of them and started glaring both of them down. Kendall stood there unsure of what to say but lightly shoved Carly to the side and began his reasoning.
"I decided to go around and recruit others in order to devise a plan to escape," Kendall said calmly with his famous smirk. Jade looked him up and down before taking a few steps towards him.
"Escape huh?" Jade chuckled at the idea. "You honestly think that every single one of our classmates is going to band together just like that? This isn't a cliché Hollywood movie where a group of strangers join forces to overtake an evil force Knight. This is reality alright! People are going to do whatever it takes to survive even if it means killing someone they care about…why don't you just get out of her Knight…you too Shay," Jade hissed, the moonlight caused her blue highlights to glow intensely.
"But…Jade I-"
"Just go." Kendall looked over at Carly, then to Molly who had a look of disappointment. Her eyes were filled with fear.
"At least ask Molly if she wants to join," Carly asked irritated with crossed arms. Jade raised an eyebrow while turning to Molly.
"I…uh" she couldn't speak. Her throat felt constricted and everything was happening way too fast. She wanted to go with Kendall and Carly, but…she didn't want to betray her friends.
"It's your choice Molly," Kendall grinned reassuringly at her. Kendall always treated people equally…he was so comforting and so genuine with everyone he met. He was the dashing Point guard on the Garside Guardian Angels basketball team and played guitar every single day at lunch with Andre who would sing along. He was crazy talented and sometimes it made Molly feel odd. It made her feel odd because she never knew that someone could be so caring and original.
"I think I'm…gonna stick with Jade," Molly murmured while looking down, trying to avoid her two classmates' eyes.
"You heard her…now get out," Jade spat at them. Kendall glared at her and turned to Molly with sympathy in his eyes.
"You don't need to feel intimidated Molly…you can do whatever you want to do okay," Kendall whispered to her.
"Get the hell out!" Jade spat once again. Carly's lips curved into a sad frown as she turned around and headed towards the barn entrance with Kendall right behind her. Carly's hazel brown eyes glistened like orbs in the moonlight as she stood there awaiting Kendall.
"Hope you guys stay safe," Kendall mumbled to the two delinquents with a sigh. With that he left the barn with Carly, leaving a series of footsteps leading into the forest once again.
"Couple of idiots," Jade growled while crossing her fishnet arms over her chest. Molly stared at the door, however, and couldn't shake the feeling that was coming over her. Regret. She wanted to go so badly, but if she left…what would of happened to Jade. She didn't even know Carly that well. She knew that she was one of the school's head cheerleaders and that she was considered one of the prettiest and kindest girls in the school. But that was all she knew…
As for Kendall, she always saw him have jam sessions after basketball practice in the parking lot with his guitar or go have another memorable time with his three best friends. This was the one thing that everything revolved around…and trust was that one thing.
32 Students Remaining
Sunday: June 2nd, 2010 – 5:35 A.M. (Deserted Island: Abandoned Village House)
The wind had finally died down so it wasn't that cold any more. The inside of the house echoed with a melody of whistles that the remaining winds provided.
'Thank God. There's no one here…' Trina Vega sighed in relief as she sat down in a creaky old chair next to a desk by the window. Her bags were huddled in the dark corner near the door and she held a bag of photos in her hand. They were family pictures she wanted to show off…heaven knows why.
Trina was luckily able to find a group of old houses in an alignment near the woods. Each house was identical to the other so the chances of her being found by another person in this one house was very low. Trina stares over the back window pane that she had to break open with a gray rock lying in the dead grass near the backyard. The sun was rising and began to let small amounts of light through the broken shards remaining in the frame
"Tor'…" Trina whispered sadly as she stared nostalgically at a photo of her and Tori ten years ago.
Fine. You can have them drama princess
They were in the middle of time square, hugging like they would never see each other again. Their mother and father were on the sides with wide smiles as they crouched down to their height.
"Mommy…Daddy…" Trina sobbed with a tear falling to the picture. "I wanna go home! I wanna go home!" she cried. "I can't die! N-Not now… not ever! I was going to be a Broadway prodigy!"
Trina continued to flip through the pictures but it was too painful. She put them all in a pile and stuck them back in her backpack. "Please don't make this a danger zone…please let me be safe. Don't let someone find me here," Trina wept quietly. What was she going to do? She didn't know how to fight, and she didn't know any survival skills that would help her.
As the house's emptiness housed the rushing wind, Trina lit up immediately. "The phone! My purple PearPhone!" she whispered excitedly. She almost literally ripped open her backpack trying to scavenge for her phone. "God where is it?" she hissed while pulling out random items such as singing dresses and high heels. Who knows why she brought those…
"Yes! I found it!" Trina cheered in a quiet voice, pulling out the pear-shaped phone in all it's purple-glittering glory. "Thank You Daddy! Thank You so much!" she began to cry with tears of absolute joy once she saw that the phone had all three bars.
'Now I can call Daddy! With his position he'll be able to get all the S.W.A.T. teams and cops out there! He'll save me and Tori…I know he will…I'm his little girl,' Trina thought with a little smile spreading across her face.
Her fingers pounded the numbers on the lit up screen every millisecond as she sobbed in utter relief. Finally, entering the last two digits and pressing Call with a heavy thump, Trina held the glittering phone close up to her cold-red ear with anticipation, awaiting her father's voice to come up on the other end sounding as warm as ever. Suddenly, she heard it. The phone was answered and she heard calm breathing cracking up on the other end.
"D-Daddy…is that you daddy?" Trina whispered desperately into the phone with a sparkle of hope in her eye.
"Trina! Thank God!" the voice shouted on the end with joy. Just like that, Trina felt a surge of happiness flow through her tanned body.
"I knew it! I knew you'd answer the phone!" Trina began to cry. The voice didn't reply…instead it just breathed slowly into the speaker in anticipation. Trina felt a chill run up her spine once the breathing echoed from the phone and into her ears.
"Let's cut the act sweetheart," the voice giggled.
"Mr. Eikner," Trina gasped in horror, all of her hopes were crushed in an instant.
"It's me…Mr. Eikner, Ms. Vega. Now would you be a good little girl and stop phoning home for help…it's not authorized. This game does not allow any lifelines whatsoever…You hear me young lady?" he spoke darkly into the poor girl's ear.
"Y-Yes s-s-sir…" Trina couldn't help but tremble after hearing the sick man's voice creep so deep into her ear. Without another word, the teacher hung up with his breath still lingering from the phone speaker. After realizing what had just occurred, Trina began to have a psychotic breakdown.
"Why…" Trina sobbed, her face buried into her daintily hands.
'Please help me…Someone! Oh My God!' thoughts rushed violently through her head like trains as everything began to horribly sink in. However, Trina was yanked right from her mind when she heard something that she never wished to hear. The sound of footsteps stepping on the wooden planks filled the ice cold air.
Creeeaaaak
Trina jumped at the sound and realized that someone was just outside, walking alongside the house. In a panic, she flew under the desk with her things and moved backwards to till her back hit the wall. She removed her violet heels so she couldn't make any noise and covered her gaping mouth to keep herself from breathing.
"Hellooooo," the voice called out from behind the door after knocking a few times. Trina shivered from fear even though it was still like the North Pole in there. After a few more knocks, the door creaked as it was slowly opened and a pair of feet wandered in.
'NO!' was all she could think at this point. Her shaky hands still clasped over her mouth, she looked over at the duffle bag she received and lit up. Her weapon. Maybe she could use it to scare off this guy…hopefully. She slowly crawled over to her bag as the student…female student (you can tell by how slender her legs are) kicked off her shoes and threw her bags to the ground. A cloud of dust spread through the entire room to be carried away by the wind in the end. Trina slowly zipped open the bag to keep any noise from rising up.
"Phew…no one around," the other girl laughed while arranging her things on the house's dining table. Trina's eyes wandered to the item in her hand and began to scream silently. Her mouth was wide open and her eyes shook like marbles in a leather bag.
"A taser…" she mouthed and stared blankly at the electric gun. How would this defend her? All it would do was stun someone for a second so she could barely escape…
"Wait…what's this?" the voice from the outside slowly said. Trina's bags? She forgot to hide them! "Is someone else here?" the voice whispered while walking over to Trina's assorted luggage in the cracked corner of the wall.
Please go away… Trina thought. Please go in the kitchen at least. Then I could go in the bedroom…lock the door and shimmy out of the window. Just, please go…
Trina took many Karate classes growing up in order to fend off "crazed fans" once she became famous. Now she could use those skills in order to make a quiet escape.
Tonight We're goin' Hard Har Ha-Ha-Ha Hard
Just like the World is Our Our Ou-O-O-Ours
We're Tearin' it Apart Par Pa-Pa-Pa-Part
You know we're SuperStars
We R Who We R
Ke$ha's smash hit filled the room unexpectedly causing Trina's heart jump into her mouth.
…My Ringtone! The phone's screen lit up and revealed a picture of Mr. Eikner with his name underneath as the caller-ID. As the song continued to blast at full volume, Trina was pounding the screen with each finger to shut it up.
We're Dancin' Like We're Dumb Dumb Du-Du-Du-Dumb
Our Bodies Go Numb Numb Nu-Nu-Nu-Numb
It was Trina's favorite song, but now was not the best time for it to come on. The screen lit up the entire floor underneath the table and an all too familiar voice laughed through the phone.
"Hello Trina. Just called to remind you that if you do not turn off your cellular phone…I will call at any random moment that can…well, sometimes give away your position. So if you don't mind-" Trina slammed the END CALL button with her palm and saw the girl come towards Trina's hiding spot.
No… Trina screamed in her mind as the figure leaned against the edge of the table and began to kneel down.
Don't let her kill me! The girl ducked under the table and began to tilt her head. Trina couldn't see her very well but her heart sank once she heard the voice say something.
"Trina? Is that you?" it was the infamous Lucy Stone.
Lucy Stone? Lucy Hardcore Stone? The girl every boy and girl alike feared the most? Rock Goddess who blew Kendall Knight's guitar playing out of the water? That Lucy Stone? The one who gave a boy nine stitches due to a stab wound…
"Thank God," Lucy cried as she turned the flashlight on revealing her tear stained face. Her cheeks were smudged with mascara and her red lips curved into a relieved smile. Trina still kept herself huddled in the back with her weapon raised high.
"You stay back! You hear me Lucy!" Trina wailed, raising her stun gun causing sparks to fly from it. Lucy's eyes went wide and she started to cry.
"No…Trina please! I'm not playing! Please…I don't want to be alone anymore," that's when Trina saw it. A look of innocence on Lucy-Hardcore-Stone's face. Lucy was always described of looking angelic and beautiful. She was high ranked with the guys in school, right next to Jo Taylor and Stevie Baskara. Even that snob in Class 3-F, Mercedes Griffin, was jealous of Lucy's beauty.
"Lucy…" Trina whispered lowering her weapon. How could she trust her though after all the things her and her group have done to her. One year they slashed her skirt in the back to reveal her backside, then one time they tripped her while she was walking down the stairs. Sure, Trina knew that some people didn't like her and her attitude but those girls made it quite clear.
"I…always thought that I was a loser…no one can trust me Trina. I have no one," Lucy sniffled into her sleeve. People can be so cruel… Trina thought as she looked at Lucy's tear strained face. She has no one…all because of a bunch of pathetic rumors…
I actually thought about killing her! I'm so fake!
"Come here Lucy," Trina whispered with a small smile of reassurance. Lucy nodded and crawled over to Trina while wiping away her tears. "I'm so sorry," Trina apologized while tossing her weapon to the side and placed her hands on the "bad girl's" shoulders.
"It's fine…I'm used to people turning on me," Lucy giggled through the sobs that were still escaping her lips. How can I be so mean…She isn't so bad…Just like me, people thought they knew me based off of what people said. That I was some annoying drama queen…
"I won't. I promise okay," Trina wrapped her arms around the unsuspecting girl and felt Lucy return the hug.
"I'm so glad…I never had a true friend," Lucy laughed while embracing Trina. This is it…I got through to her…See! She isn't so bad after all…
"Don't worry Lucy. You can trust me. Maybe we can try and be friends."
"Really!" Lucy said.
"Yep. We can talk and really learn more about each other. I'll be there for you," Trina smiled with excitement.
"Okay…but I doubt that'll happen," Lucy's voiced turned cold almost suddenly.
"What do you-" before Trina could finish her sentence she felt something digging deep into the flesh behind her neck.
"Surprise Vega," Lucy giggled. "It was almost too easy…"
The object dug deeper and deeper causing Trina to gag violently and dark red liquid was dripping from her trembling lips.
"Like my weapon? At first I thought it was so-so, but…" she jerked a little causing Trina to jump a bit, "It's actually not so bad."
Trina's eyes grew wide with panic and before she could think one more thought, Lucy pulled arm back and caused the blade slice the whole backside of Trina's neck. Blood sprayed everywhere like a shower and her body slumped to the floor with a surprised expression still on her face. Blood oozed from her nostrils as she lay on her side with her mouth still wide open. Lucy patted her eyes to stop her fake tears from coming out any longer. Fake crying was just one of Lucy Stone's many talents.
"Gross. Look what you did Vega," Lucy laughed while staring at the walls that were painted with red. Her weapon, a sickle, now had dark red blood splashed all over it and a chunk of flesh was stuck on the tip. Lucy frowned and shook it causing the blood to fall onto the wooden floor in continuous drops until she was satisfied.
Lucy kneeled over until she was hovering over Trina and reached over to grab the stun gun. "This could definitely come in-handy," she sang. Once she had hold of the dead girl's duffle bag and useful belongings, Lucy made her way to the front door. "God Vega…Like I'd ever be friends with someone like you," Lucy scoffed with a smirk on her face.
She placed her blood-stained hands on the doorknob and opened it slowly to keep herself from being heard as the door creaked loudly. "Oh and by the way…red…so not your color." After she laughed at her sick comment, Lucy fled the scene leaving Trina Vega's corpse under the table in a large puddle of blood. Still…with a look of shock and hope on her face.
Girl # 3: Trina Vega (ELIMINATED)
31 Students Remaining
Poor Trina... Look's like another merciless killer has risen! Hopefully Kendall and Carly find Carlos...or more members for there alliance. Or maybe Zander will finally find his special friend, Stevie! Stay tuned for the next anticipated chapter! :)