So...the title of this chapter kind of explains what it's supposed to represent...yes guys, this is literally "The Beginning of the End". Jessie's spiral into the darkness begins here, in this very chapter...

Also, quick note: The Nightmare on Elm Street/ Creepy Pasta fanfic is up (Prologue to Chapter one) so, yeah, if you wanna go check that out...awesome, although I knew one of you already has :) (Thanks again by the way, you know who you are) so...yeah...I'll shut up and let you read

~Ciao

Chapter Thirty-Seven

The Beginning of the End

The three girls stood in front of the run-down, abandoned manor that Jessie had resided in the night before, having just escaped the forest covered in shrubbery that she had been so frightened of when walking with Jeff and after taking a long bus ride that had tried the girls all out; Lavinne and Ann could only glimpse at each other with confusion and fear, not knowing why Jessie would bring them to place like this, and at such a late time too. Luckily, the girl's parents were lenient and actually let them out, knowing that they weren't the type to go out and drink and party with their friends and 'hook up' with various boys. Ordinarily, whenever Jessie had asked them to come out so she could show them something, it was always just something trivial like new game at the gaming store or a new Manga book at the book store. It had never been something like this.

"Um…Jessie?" The leader of this expedition peeked back, looking at Ann. "What is this place?"

"Yeah…" Lavinne cowered behind Ann, holding onto her shoulders, clearly frightened of their surroundings, just like Jessie had been before; Lavinne was the most timid of the group. She hated horror movies and games – the whole horror genre really. She had always been slightly creeped out by Jessie's obsession with murderers and never understood it, but she refused to judge her on it. That wasn't what friends did. "What's so important that you needed to drag us all the way out here?"

Jessie simply giggled and turned back to the other two with her. "It's a surprise, there's something inside of the place that I wanna show you."

Lavinne and Ann glanced at each other and made a silent agreement to go with what Jessie was doing and trust that this was worth the long travel; they nodded.

"Okay…just show us the way…" Lavinne hesitantly muttered.

The girls wondered towards the large, wooden doors to the building and Jessie excitedly opened it, allowing her friends to go in before her. They were clearly feeling more and more reluctant as with every step they took however, this didn't affect Jessie's attitude; she stayed energetic about this whole endeavour. Although, the two girls noticed that her eyes seemed to be dulled and tired even with her huge grin. With everything that had been happening and the way that Jessie always refused to let others know that she was upset, they just assumed that everything was okay with her. At least, she could handle it if it wasn't. It wasn't like she was going to let them help her anyway.

The group followed the leader down the dusty, deserted and cobweb-infested hallway and made their way to a chipped, wooden door. Jessie opened this door for them.

"Oh God!" Lavinne and Ann covered their noses and were taken back. The door led to a set of stairs that led downwards, towards another door, but a foul smell was escaping the cracks in that door, reminding the girls of the smell of rotten meat or a dead animal. Jessie only scowled, remembering that the bodies would be rotting by now and annoyed with herself for forgetting that.

"What's down there?!" Ann asked groggily, still covering her nose.

Jessie only rushed down the stairs, leaving her friends behind and peeking inside of the room, turning the light on and disappearing inside, the door left slightly open.

"Jess?" Ann wondered after her, Lavinne following without wanting to, but knowing that she couldn't leave her friends out of fear of being alone. She hated the fact that she was in one of the most common horror movie settings, an abandoned house where a friend had convinced her other friends to go out of sheer curiosity – it wasn't looking good.

The two peered through the door. Once they saw what was inside the room, both of their eyes widened.

"Ah…AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

"OH MY GOD!"

Jessie was knelt down, balancing well on her feet with her body leaning over her knees next to the torn apart body of John, his intestines and blood splattered all over the floor, which Jessie's feet was stood on, not that she cared; the bodies around Jessie and the now dead John were in the same state, their crimson bodily fluids all merged together on the wooden ground, as if their blood had all belonged to one person, there just being a large amount of it.

Lavinne fell to the floor in shock, covering her mouth, tears in her eyes; Ann only fell backwards and leaned her back against the wall, next to the door.

"I really should've cleaned this all up…you guys all stink and you look atrocious…"Jessie muttered to herself softly.

"J-Jess…ie…?"Ann mumbled, terrified at the fact that her friend seemed unaffected by the sight before her and that she managed to become extremely close to the bodies and their foul smell without even flinching; Lavinne was unable to speak due to her trembling, sobbing state. All she could do was watch as Jessie knelt down near the bodies.

Jessie rotated and stood, a calm expression on her face; she sighed and face-palmed. "I would've thought that Jeff would've come to clean this place up and dispose of the bodies…damn…"

Suddenly, she noticed her friend's states and blinked at the sight in front of her; this was a normal reaction at seeing a group of disfigured, rotting, dead bodies however, Jessie was still slightly surprised that Lavinne and Ann were reacting as shocked as this; she thought that maybe she was so used to the idea of death and violence now due to her murderer research and Jeff being a part of her life now, that it could never make her her react as they were. Besides, what did they think she bought them here to see? A flower garden?

"Guys? Are you okay?" She asked, tilting her head.

The second Jessie asked this question, Lavinne threw up violently, exacerbating the rotting smell of the room; Ann turned to her with concern, but didn't have the strength to ask if she was alright; she herself was on the edge of releasing her stomach acid all over the ground too, but she tried her hardest to hold it in, not wanting to make the situation even worse than it already was. Jessie didn't even flinch at this reaction.

"I'll take that as a 'no' then, shall I?" She stepped backwards towards the corpse of John. "I guess you can't really tell by the face, since it's covered in blood and guts and all…but I wonder if you can guess who this used to be."

She kicked his head so that it was facing the girls; the blood may have been covering his extremely pale face and Lavinne's and Ann's vision was slightly blurred from their tears and the dizziness from throwing up had, but the two knew straight away who this teenager was.

"OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD!" Ann covered her head with her hands. The mystery of where John had disappeared to was solve, and it was worse than any of them would've imagined.

"HOLY SHIT, JESSIE! JU-JUST HOLY SHIT!" Lavinne began to scream, scratching Jessie's ears slightly.

"Don't be like that, guys…he was a bad man."

Lavinne's and Ann's eyes widened at this statement.

Lavinne muttered "Jessie…did you…?"

"Kill him?" Jessie answered pre-maturely and simply. "Why, yes I did."

She almost sounded proud of what she had done, as opposed to how she sounded before when she was crying about the situation to BEN and talking about how guilty she had felt about the whole thing; something inside her had changed since that talk. Something had snapped inside her. A decision had been made. Calmly, she walked away from the bloody corpses and sat about a meter away from the now trembling girls, crossed legged as she had been in BEN's world.

"Do you two wanna know why I did it?" She took their silence as a 'yes' and continued anyway, without any kind of indication that they actually wanted to know why – but a part of them did. "When we went on that date together, it went well. We were having fun and I was actually liking spending time with him…but when I tried to leave…he tried to force himself on me. I managed to get away by attacking him, like any girl would try and do…but he was so pissed about it. A few days ago…he got a few friends…the ones you see dead behind me…and he…they…" Jessie looked towards the floor and inhaled, preparing for her next line. "They all raped me."

Lavinne and Ann both widened their eyes even more than before and let a river of tears escape their peeping holes; they never would've imagined that John was the kind of person to do something like this, but then again, they didn't know him very well; Jessie was their friend and they never thought that she was the type of person to do this kind of thing, even if John really had done something so terrible to her and she had spent most of her adolescence researching killings and murderers, even the most disgusting and disturbing cases.

Jessie continued her explanation. "They took my virginity. That's why I wasn't in school. I wasn't sick, I was recovering. I felt ashamed to show my face in school and I couldn't trust that he wouldn't try anything there either. I was so scared. Anthony picked me up after it happened. He found me practically naked and covered in their cum, shaking and tired of crying. He helped clean me up and everything…so if he was acting weird at school, that was probably why."

Jessie leaned back and stared at the ceiling, her eyes still dazed. "I was angry. I wanted revenge. So yesterday, I killed them here. I even managed to stab them all in the dick, which was fun and all." She smirked at that last statement. "Oh, and there's something else."

Now, Jessie stood up and merrily jumped while doing it. "Jeff the Killer! I've met him! Many times actually! And we fell in love! We've even done it! It was after John and his shit-bag friends raped me mind, but still! We've had sex! I had sex with a killer! And I'm in love with a killer! Ahahahahahahahaha!"

"What the hell are you talking about?!" Lavinne snapped. Jessie stopped laughing immediately and glanced at Lavinne with confusion. The dark skinned girl stood, still feeling woozy from vomiting, and clenched her fists, the tears still falling from her eyes as she took a few steps forward, away from the door of the basement. "You're trying to tell us that you and that murderous scum-bag are dating now?! Seriously?! Is that why you did this?!"

"Hey! He's not a scum-bag!" Jessie snapped back. "I love him! He's the kindest person that I've ever known and he takes better care of me than anyone! And I just told you why I did this! John raped me! Jeff may have slightly pushed me into this, but that's just because he loves me and he wanted me to be able to protect myself!" Suddenly, Jessie realised that she had snapped and pulled her anger back, remembering that she hadn't bought her friends there to argue with them. "Besides, there's a problem…"

She wondered towards her left, around Lavinne and towards the door of the basement, avoiding Lavinne's vomit; Lavinne and Ann were too frightened by the situation to notice that she had grown closer and closer to their exit out of the place.

"Now that I've committed my first murder, Jeff wants me to go and live with him in America…with his friends, and I want to go…but I can't until I do something first…"

The door was now closed.

Ann stood now, next to Jessie. She hesitantly asked "W-What is that, Jessie? We can help you…" She moved closer and closer to her friend, hoping that her voice would reach her. "We can help…"

A hand went on Jessie's shoulder. Jessie jolted. "We can help you…I swear. We couldn't help with what John did, I'll admit…but if I'd have known, he'd be pretty beaten up by now…I know that we seem like we haven't tried to help you, but that's because you never lean on us or ask us for help…"

"I-I mean...uh...you don't have to be alone all the time!"

Anthony had said the same thing to her, what seemed like a long time ago.

"But we can help you. Whatever you need…we can help."

"Yeah…" Lavinne joined in, her voice shaky, as to be expected. "We know that you've killed him…there's no turning back from that, but we can help you. We won't tell anyone about this…we promise…just let us help you."

Ann attempted to smile at her murderer friend, the salty tears still flowing. "Just tell us what you need…"

Jessie's eyes were no longer dulled. The light had been bought back into them, along with a few tears that gradually began to fall down her caramel-coloured face, her body trembling and her teeth gritted together.

"No…you can't…" She whispered, but not quietly enough that Ann couldn't hear. "You don't understand…you can't help me…"

"Why? That's what friends are for…we help each other."

Lavinne took a few steps forward and joined the other two, placing her hand on Ann's shoulders; she would've copied Ann and placed them on Jessie's shoulders, except the murderer researcher's quick change in attitudes and what-not had frightened her slightly.

"Yes, that's right. We can help you just like Anthony did…" Her attempt to smile came now. "We can get through this together…"

STAB

Time froze.

They were all silent.

Ann glanced down to see a knife in her stomach, being held by Jessie, the blood slowly sinking through her thin, light green jumper.

Jessie let her tears fall to the floor as she began to choke up.

"You can't help me…NO ONE CAN HELP ME NOW!"