"Charlie?"
Kirby held onto him, not wanting to believe what was happening. The pain was so overwhelming it was making her loose her breath. She wanted to look at him, just look him in the face and know for sure that it was him that was doing this to her.
No, not that Charlie she knew...it couldn't be.
She began to turn her head when a look of disgust washed over Charlie's face as he threw her down like a rag doll. The knife slid out with a sickening sound and Kirby dropped to the ground hard. Her stomach was gushing blood and she laid there frozen in shock and pain. Charlie couldn't look at her. Instead he stormed back inside, Sidney was still in there and Sidney was the who they had to take care of.
The night was almost over.
As he walked away, a tiny part of him hated himself for doing that to her. But it was too late now, he was headed down a path where he couldn't return.
Less then ten minutes later he was laying on the kitchen floor dying. All of this was over, he had been played as a fool. He had been indeed the idea man, the strength, and the brains behind it. Jill pointed and he followed like a little puppy dog. She had taken advantage to his unstable mind and had shaped it to this very moment.
He honestly thought everything she said was true. He thought she cared about him and loved him. He thought that after all this madness was over they would be together and he would finally get what he always wanted...
To be loved.
Now she had turned on him, in just a few moments he would be dead. Seventeen and dead...going to hell for doing all of this. Jill would get away, and that would be the end of it. He wondered how damned his soul was? He honestly didn't believe in anything, or an afterlife. If he was going to go straight to hell he knew he deserved it. He had taken people's life's...people who had been his friends, people who he had cared about...and now it was over.
If there wasn't anything then maybe it would just be nothing. Darkness and peace to the end of this pounding that filled his head.
He was sorry...
But it was too late.
He wished he hadn't of listened to her. He wished he would have just done the right thing. He thought back on those long years living in his house and knew if he just spoke up once, just went to the sheriff, just showed the marks...maybe things would be different.
Instead he kept it all inside and let it destroy him.
His vision was blurring and the worst horrible pain ached in his chest. It was getting harder to breath and his body was beginning to go into shock. His chest bled and cramped, he wondered if this was what it was like to have a heart attack. The pain was coming in waves as his heart tried its hardest to pump. Instead blood oozed out from his white button up shirt and his hand fell away from his side where Jill had gotten him again.
He couldn't breath.
He opened his mouth and a soundless noise came out. He heard Jill and Sidney talking and hoped Sidney would get away. That was the honest truth. That bitch Jill didn't deserve this. He hated her and hoped she would slip up and get caught.
He mad peace that just in a matter of seconds he would be dead. He then thought about Kirby out back and a horrible wave of pain hit him. Why had he done this? Why had he hurt her?
He loved her...
But she was now dead.
He hoped she was in Heaven, or at least someplace nice...
He laid there as a million thoughts filled his head. One even being reincarnation. Maybe in just the matter of moments he would become another being. Just conceived and starting new with no memory of his past life's mistakes. He tried to hold onto one happy memory before he stopped breathing and his heart gave out.
He tried to think of Rusty his dog he had growing up, or hanging out with Robbie and laughing...or Kirby.
Before he could have another thought he went still. For another minute or so he was still aware of where he was before darkness overtook him. For Charlie Walker at age seventeen...he was dead.
Dewey and Hicks slowly entered the kitchen just three minutes after Charlie died. Guns drawn, they entered the door and right away Dewey's heart sank. Laying on the floor was Sidney, and her cousin Jill.
Hicks leaned down first and felt Charlie's pulse. He was still warm but there wasn't a heartbeat. The boy's pale face was tilted to the side, his eyes closed.
It was clear Trevor was dead. Dewey slowly walked over to Jill and Sidney before shaking his had. His heart broken.
That's when Jill very faintly moaned out in pain. His eyes widened and he turned to the other officers slowly walking in.
"I NEED SOME HELP IN HERE!"
In an hour police were crawling all over Kirby's house. Kirby was discovered out back and rushed to the hospital a few Minutes after Jill and Sidney were taken in separate ambulances. The reporters and locals were blocked off by the end of the driveway. Photos and evidence were taken, and slowly Robbie's, Trevor's, and Charlie's bodies were ready to be taken and sent to the hospital. The coroner's van had pulled up and body bags were brought out.
Robbie's was first. Photos were taken and slowly the young boy's body was turned over and loaded up. His headset had fallen off and was now broken.
Trevor's was taken as was the evidence around him.
Finally Charlie's. By the time his body was loaded by Jill was dead, and still news hadn't hit about what had really happened. At that exact moment, Charlie and Trevor were the killers...
And Jill was the soul survivor.
His body was lifted and placed into a black rubber body bag. His hair fallen into his face. His hands were folded and the bag zipped up. Two paramedics carried it out and loaded it into the same van that held Robbie and Trevor.
His parents were informed that night and came to ID the body. His father just stared blankly down at the body as his mother sobbed against his chest. They had adopted Charlie after her own son died when he was just thirteen. It had been a painful loss, but bringing Charlie into the family seemed to have helped things. He was such a sweet smart boy...and now this.
His mother broke down once the police questioned her. She didn't want to believe that her son, her baby, had been a cold blooded killer and was behind this. His stepfather meanwhile said nothing, his face stone set.
By the end of the night the truth of Jill came out.
Jill Roberts and Charlie Walker had been working together.
The media wouldn't know this until late the next day. Until then, unaware to them...Jill was still the soul survivor. The hero, and the one who had lived.
Jill's body was brought down to the morgue shorty after. The police were crawling all over the hospital just as Kirby's mother and stepfather arrived. Kirby meanwhile was fighting for her life, unaware any of this was happening...
Charlie's body had been looked over and a brief autopsy happened a day later. His body was held for another three days until it was released to his parents.
His stab wounds were stitched up and he was buried in the same suit he wore to his cousin's wedding last year. Nobody came since there wasn't any service and he was buried in the same cemetery as Jill. A squad car had to cruise by the first few weeks to make sure nobody was messing with the graves.
Charlie's parents finally left town. The only thing his father could say about the matter was "Damn kid...should have known something was wrong with him."
And that was it.
The truth of how this all started was still buried, just like Charlie.
It was September.
Kirby was in her 5th month of the pregnancy. The baby's due date was planned for early January or very late December. She had visited Mr. and Mrs. Dallion again with her mother and this time she brought the rest of the last ultrasound photos and news from what the doctor said. She told them she had been resting, and the latest developments with the baby. She was bigger now and her stomach was slowly getting to stand out more. The baby was moving now and it kicked while they were there. Seeing Mr. and Mrs. Dallion's faces when this happened seemed to lift the slow depression that was settling over her. It wasn't that bad but she knew as the more time that past, the more time between what had happened would slowly begin to turn into a faded haunted memory. She would still have her scars, and this winter the baby would be born...
She would have to give it up after everything and just hope for the best. She was going through more things than any person should ever known at such a young age. She had survived the murders, she fought for her life, she was pregnant with one of the killer's baby...and she was giving it up for the best reason...
Still her heart was broken.
She would have to learn how to really move on. Always remembering what had happened in her home down, and the history behind the baby she had at eighteen and gave up. The baby of a murderder. The same person who had tried to kill her, and the same person she honestly thought she loved.
A word she hoped she was really just thinking because she was young and emotinal now with the baby and everything that happened. But night after night she was starting to believe that she really did love him. That was the whole reason she was really going through with this.
Was it?
No, she had to believe she was doing this because the baby was innocent. It wasn't the baby's fault for what happened with it's parents. She wanted this baby to live a normal happy life with a couple who would love it beyond words. This was a life she couldn't offer it.
She was happy visiting Micki and Ryan They promised to keep sending letters and Kirby would go and see them at the end of her 7th month. She believe or not was looking forward to this.
She really liked them and felt safe the baby would go to such a happy and loving home. She hoped the baby would never know about what had happened and maybe just know about these murders through either movies or hearing about the book. Unknown to him, she prayed he would never know that his own father was a murder and his mother was involved. She hoped he wouldn't know nor care about what happened here at all.
She hoped the baby would have a fun and loving childhood. She wanted it to have an amazing life, never knowing about what had happened at all. After seeing Micki and Ryan, she left feeling comforted.
Her morning sickness was done and she was starting to get her energy back. She loved staying with Bettina, and enjoyed her time with her mother. She was at peace, and could slowly take this time to process what happened. She knew once the time came to give the baby up, it would be the hardest thing she could ever do. She honestly couldn't see the future or going back to school and trying to be normal.
She knew this baby would be a reason she honestly couldn't forget. But then again maybe she was lucky, Sidney had gained and lost so many people through her life. At least Kirby thought that out of all this horrible tragic, something good came out, even if she only knew.
Out of all that blood and murder an innocent child came to be.
She wondered what the baby would look like. It seemed so unreal that she was carrying a little boy. She honestly wondered if it would look like her or Charlie. Hopefully it would only be the best parts of both of them.
Kirby was enjoying the very start of fall and the nightmares had slowly begun to stop.
A few days ago she did dream of the Stabathon.
She remembered sitting in the front row, drinking the jungle juice that was made up and laughed at how amazing it really had turned out to be. She had been going to Stabathon for the last three years and this by far was the best yet. The first had started in Robbie's basement and around twenty people in total showed. It was on a Friday night when his parent's weren't home and everyone who was either in cinema club or loved the movies would go.
Jill was never allowed by her mother. In fact Kirby remembered her mother always acting weird about them and Jill admitted her mother hated horror movies in general even though Jill seemed to really like them. Kirby thought this was another reason she didn't belong to cinema club. Still, Kirby loved to go. Olivia went with her the second year.
The first was fun, this was still when she was with Steve and really hadn't noticed Charlie yet. She remembered somebody had brought beer and they all had fun throwing popcron and laughing at the first five Stab movies.
The second year word of mouth lead to a buzz about the next Stabathon since everyone had so much fun the following year. Also Stab 6 had come out and it was so much better than part five and everyone seemed to want to have another night of drinking to these very popular movies based off their home town.
Robbie and Charlie decided to build up the hype through Robbie's streaming and finally an email was sent out. That year's Stabathon would be held up on Pie hill. Charlie and Robbie had found a really good sized projector and had decked out that camp site area with tons of decorations. A step up from Robbie's Stab poster collection the year before on his basement walls. Kirby remembered going up with Olivia and laughing at how cool it looked.
Music was playing and there were strung up lights everywhere. There they got drunk and watched six of the stab movies and ended up crashing at Olivia's in which Kirby thought she honestly had gotten the worst hangover ever.
This year Charlie and Robbie had really gone all out. It was at the barn on the outside of town. It was the 15h anniversary of the original murders and between Sidney coming back home for her book tour and the murders that had just begun, it seemed both sick and twisted that everyone was still looking forward to this bash.
Robbie and Charlie had been planning it for months.
Around sixty people in total came, even some people who weren't invited. The place looked insane and the music and booze were great. Kirby remembered going with one thing on her mind...
Getting Charlie alone.
She had sat in the front row laughing as Charlie and Robbie listed off the first Stab drinking rules before the lights dimmed. Kirby sat there eying Charlie as he walked off with a smile on her face. She sat through the first few minutes before getting up to walk around and refill her dirk.
That's when she walked past him standing next to Robbie as he wiped his mouth with the back of his sleeve. Smiling she walked between Robbie and him and made eye contact for just a moment.
"Well I'm very impressed...a little impressed...not really..."
She said walking away to refill her drink. She knew she was all ready a little buzzed and honestly had never seen Charlie look so cute before.
Five minutes later all hell broke loose...
Kirby honestly thought back at that night and still couldn't believe how clear it all seemed.
She had been spending her days with Bettina, relaxing and trying to make the best of her time. Her stomach was getting bigger and the baby was moving slightly more often. She wasn't as tired as before and was putting on more weight. Lately all she seemed to want to eat was milk and cookies.
She had been doing a lot of thinking as well. She wanted to just put this all behind her. The baby seemed healthy, and from the last time she saw Micki and Ryan, they seemed really excited about the baby and Kirby noticed they had all ready begun painting what was going to be the nursery.
Kirby was sitting in Bettina's living room one afternoon watching day time TV. Kirby was bored and had begin reading in her spare time since she honestly had nothing else to do. Bettina was at the store today and Kirby had planned on going to the park again for another walk. Lately these walks had really made her feel better, also the sun shinning down on her face made her feel a little more alive. She was looking forward to the fall. Her dream was one day to visit to East coast again and see all the trees change colors.
She remembered when she visited Salem how gorgeous they all looked in different shades of gold, red, and orange. She hoped some day she could go there again and feel the weather become crisp and cold.
Lately she had been trying her hardest to stay active and healthy during the pregnancy. Bettina always had little tricks she taught her, while her mother was a very soothing and peaceful person to be around. She updated her on how her stepfather was doing and how back home everything seemed to be usual. It was fall now and her graduating class were all going to their different schools...
Kirby had just finished lunch and her lower back was hurting a little. She laid on the sofa switching channels and drinking a pepsi trying to kill some time before Bettina came home. Today she felt a little more tired than usual and the baby wasn't moving as much. Laying there she zoomed out feeling a little uncomfortable.
That's when her cell phone rang.
Looking at it she saw it was her mom.
Picking the phone up she hoped within time she would break this phone and switch for a new one. She didn't like this phone, it held too many memories. In fact just the other day she called Olivia and Robbie's numbers and got dead lines. The phones had been shut off.
She called Charlie's just on impulse and believe or not it went straight to voice mail.
"Hey it's me Charlie, sorry I'm not here. Just leave a message."
"I'm sorry to..."
Kirby whispered before hanging up before the beep. Right away the baby began to kick. She hated this.
Today she just laid in inside. She really wasn't feeling up to going out or doing anything. She was a little tired and just wanted to zone out and let this headache she was beginning to get fade away.
Sliding her finger across the screen she answered
"Hey mom."
"Honey I'm going to tell you something but I don't want you to freak out okay?"
Kirby froze, right away sitting up straight.
"Mom what is it?"
Her mother took a deep breath over the phone.
"The local newspapers were tipped off by a nurse that worked at you're old doctor's office. It seems she came public with the information about you. Laura just contacted me, I guess the reporters just got wind of it and are heading to the house. I called the sheriff."
Kirby stopped dead.
"What?"
"Nobody knows where this nurse was, she tipped them off and I guess there was an under the table settlement. She told them everything...she must have overheard you and me that day in the office. They know you're pregnant, and they know it's Charlie's."
Suddenly the world began to spin. At first Kirby thought she was dreaming. Right away her mother began talking again, trying to tell her daughter not to worry, that everything would get taken care of...but right away things seemed to slip and fall apart.
They know...
Everybody knows...
Kirby went to say something when a horrible cramp overcame her. Her eyes snapped shut as she cried out and dropped the phone on the floor. Right away her insides felt as if they were being twisted by razor blades.
"Ah!"
Kirby sat up and right away her eyes widened.
Looking down at herself she saw in her crotch of her slacks blood.