Ashley turned around to see Jill standing behind her, white gauze wrapped around her forearm. "Charlie told me you did well. I can't wait to watch it." She said, smiling at the younger girl. Ashley stared back at her, and didn't respond. Turning back around, she continued walking.
"Hey, what's your problem?" Jill called after her, feeling her anger level rising. Ashley whirled around. "My problem is that I just killed a woman. My problem is that I have to be near a fucking psychopath everyday. My problem is that I have murdered two fucking people." Ashley spit out, stepping closer to Jill. Their faces were only inches apart, and Ashley's nostrils flared slightly. Her jaw was locked, her eyes angry and wide, Jill couldn't help but back away some.
"You knew what you were getting into. You knew what you would be. You knew you were going to be turned into a killer-" Ashley cut Jill off. "I. Am not. A killer." She said between clenched teeth. "You killed people, you're a killer." Jill replied calmly. "I'm not a fucking killer!" Ashley yelled, spinning and smashing her fist into a nearby Jeep. Crying in pain, she clutched her hand to her chest and swore quickly under her breath.
"Hey, calm down ok? You're right, you aren't a killer. You may have killed people, but you aren't a killer." Jill said, gently taking a look at Ashley's hand. The knuckles were bleeding, but it didn't look too damaged. "Fuck, I'm sorry. You did, you know, not kill me." Ashley muttered. "Come here." Jill said, wrapping her arms around Ashley and bringing towards her body.
Ashley grew tense when Jill went to hug her. She jumped slightly when Jill whispered into her ear. "I need you to do something for me. Gale Weathers, she's getting too smart. You need to get rid of her for now. But do not kill her. She'll be at Stabathon tomorrow, at least that's what Charlie's planning. He'll have the cameras all set up, so you won't have to worry about that. I'm really counting on you." Jill finished, the last sentence actually coming out threatening. Ashley backed out of the hug and looked her in the eye before nodding. "Alright, go home, sleep, try to you know, forget what happened. Kirby will be here in a few minutes." Jill said, turning and walking out towards Charlie's car.
Kirby's car pulled up at the edge of the parking lot soon enough. Getting into the passenger side, Kirby smiled at her before driving off. "So what'd the doctor say?" She asked, accidently going over the curb, jostling herself and her passenger. "Uh, he said everything's healing alright. My ribs are still pretty bad, but he said they're straight anyway." Ashley made these things up just off of her own pain still radiating through her chest. Every time she moved, the aches only grew stronger. But that was the least of her worries.
Kirby dropped the 15 year old off at her home, and drove off. She had cried about Olivia, as anyone would, but was feeling better. Olivia was always kind of a bitch anyway. She called Kirby fat once, behind her back. But of course she found out about it.
Ashley made her way up to her bedroom and changed into pajamas. Climbing under her covers, she replayed the way she had stabbed Rebecca, and then even brutally thrown her over the side of the roof. But, she was also sort of proud in a way of what she had done. Without Jill even being there, Ashley had been able to successfully murder a woman, as Ghostface, with only instructions from Charlie.
The next morning, Ashley woke up with about 10 minutes until Kirby would pick herself and Jill up. Scrambling to get into a pair of jeans and a flannel shirt, Ashley threw her hair up into a pony tail, and grabbed an apple from a bowl on the kitchen counter. Hearing a loud guitar solo from down the street, Ashley grabbed her backpack off of the table and headed out onto the sidewalk.
The sun was out in Woodsboro, and it was pretty warm for October. Kirby stopped her vehicle and Ashley crawled into the back seat. "Hey Ashley." Jill said casually, turning around to look at her, then glance quickly to her arm. "Jill, what happened to your arm? Are you alright?" Ashley asked, masking her face with a look of concern and leaning forward in the seat. "Oh um, Ghostface cut it last night, after Olivia died." Jill said, putting on a pretty good show for Kirby. Ashley nodded and Jill winked before turning back around.
Arriving at the school, Jill and Ashley got out of Kirby's car and Kirby went around to park in her usual spot. Walking into the school, Ashley and Jill soon parted ways and went on to the normal classes. The high school was alive with rumors about the way that Olivia was murdered. Some said that Ghostface had strangled her with her own intestine. Others said he had raped her. Some even declared that he had killed her with a butter knife. None of which were true of course, that's just how high school worked.
By ninth period, Ashley was about to slam her head against a wall. If she had to hear yet another story about how Olivia died, she would just…leave. But ninth period was kept pretty quiet by their teacher, Mr. Haque. She and Jill didn't speak, or rather pass notes, and by the end of the school day she was actually feeling pretty good. But not for long, of course.
As the final bell rang, Ashley got up and walked out the classroom. Placing her books in her locker, along with her backpack, Ashley turned around and ran straight into Justin's chest.
Smelling his familiar scent, Chocolate Axe, Ashley felt tears well in her eyes. "Ashley, I want you back. I don't know what I did, but I am so sorry. I love you, you know that right?" He said, pulling a single rose out from behind his back. Trying to think of something to say, Ashley opened her mouth, but only a small squeak came out. "I'm sorry, but I don't want you back Justin. I just can't." She said, pushing past him and running out of the school.
Ashley was supposed to ride home with Charlie today, and she tried to find his car quickly. Spotting the small vehicle, she hurried over to it and found Charlie leaning against the side. "Hi Ashley." He said, stepping towards her. "Oh, hey Charlie." She replied absentmindedly. Reaching for the door handle, Charlie moved in front of her and blocked it.
"We could be greater than Jill, you and I. Once they get your story, and realize the psychopath Jill was, we'll be even bigger than if it was just her and I. Besides, you're way prettier." Charlie said quietly, stepping even closer to her. "What are you talking about?" Ashley asked, stepping back a bit.
"You know exactly what I'm saying." He said, louder this time. "No, I know what you're saying; I just think it's insane." She fired back. "Kiss me." Charlie demanded, grabbing her arm and pulling her into him. He crashed his lips into hers, only able to keep her there for a second before she fought herself away from her. "You're sick." Ashley called back as she ran away.
Jill watched from behind a large elm tree a few yards away from her "boyfriend's" car. She couldn't believe her eyes. This was the second boy who had cheated on her in the last two weeks. That's just one more for the Kill List.