A/N: Okay. So I know this story is just a so-so story. But I wasn't happy with the origional one at all. So I've re-done it completley. I'm not sure if this is a better one, but I think it's atleast some what better. Anyways, so I still want to continue it so please tell me what you think. If it's not a somewhat liked story, no sence in going on! Thank!

"You the gun... And I'll un-tie pops, okay?" Billy demanded, holding the knife not far from Stu's neck. Stu doesn't move, afraid that if he moves the pain from his many stab wounds will return. Sure, he was completely numb, but he had no way of knowing how long that would last. "NOW!" Billy shouts, annoyed with Stu.

"Okay," Stu whispers, shooting a blood-hatred look at Billy. This guy was a fucking dick-head! As Stu turned to the counter which the gun laid, he knew that Billy was using him as a plan B. Somebody to blame if they were caught. A fail-safe. After seconds of pain, Stu finally wrapped his hands around the pistol. A feeling of power came over him as he pointed the gun at Sidney's head. Nodding in approval, Billy shoves Sid into Stu's grasp and heads for Neil.

With Sidney standing in front of him, Stu wraps his arm around her shoulder and points the gun at her head.

"You're alright," Stu whispered in Sidney's ear. "10 more minutes and you'll be dead."

At the sound of this, Sidney begins crying even harder then she was before. Billy stands up, yanking Neil along force-fully. He rips the ducked tape carelessly away from Neil's mouth.

"You bastards... You... You better let us go... Or... Else!" Neil threatens on the verge of tears; breathless and mortified. Billy laughs as he and Stu trade weapons. Stu with the knife, and Billy with the gun.

"Or what?" He asks, giving off a false sense of fear. Neil looks to the ground and doesn't reply. Billy moves closer to him and whispers. "Thought so."

There's a short, intense pause before Billy motions Stu to kill Sidney.

"Yo Neil," Stu says. As Neil looks up, Stu jabs the knife into Sidney's heart and twists it before pulling it out of her. Blood spews out of the large hole as Sidney falls to the ground. Stu stares down at her for a second.

"Is she dead?" Stu asked, gently kicking Sid with his foot.

"Nu-uh," Billy replies, grinning. "She won't be dead for 2-3 minutes at the most." Clearing his throat, he looks at Neil and laughs. "Wanna get a closer look? It just looks like she's sleeping!"

Neil resists, but Billy's strength is too much and the two walk and stand at Sid's feet.

"Sleeping..." Billy repeats, staring at Sidney. Seconds later, her mouth opens and she coughs, lifting her head up. Blood shoots out of her mouth all over her face. Stu looks at Billy doubtful. "I take it she's having a bad dream?" he asked stepping back from the body. Sidney's coughing stops and her head falls to the floor. Eyes opened and the three men watch the life drain out of her.

"Okay. She's dead now... Right?" Stu asked. Billy nods and looks at Neil. Neil's face is blank. His eyes shut, his mouth tightened shut, his face rosy read.

"Are you alright?" Stu asked Neil. Billy looked at Stu in disbelief. "Not that I care..." Stu corrects himself.

"Are you ready to reunite with her?" Billy asked Neil. After seconds of not replying, Neil nods.

"I don't care..." He says, barely audible. Billy nods and puts the gun to his head.

"Glad to hear it," he said then, without hesitation, pulled the trigger. The gun goes off and Neil's head explodes, his brains flying all over the kitchen. The body falls to the floor. Stu laughs and jumps up and down, clapping his hands hysterically.
"Knock it off, dipshit!" Billy demands, not taking his eyes off the dead body.

"Sorry, Billy!" Stu calmed down. "I guess I'm just happy! We're so close to winning! There's just one tiny little pot hole in this road."

Billy gets a confused look on his face. "What's that?"

Stu reaches into his back pocket and pulls out a silver hand gun. After cocking the hammer, he points it at Billy's head.
Billy opens his mouth, but it's obvious he's fallen speechless. A questioning look falls in his eyes.

"It's called tact, you fuckrag!" Stu quoted his 'friend' . Outside, the sound of police sirens could be heard approaching closer and closer. Billy got a face of reassurance, but Stu knew if she didn't kill him this would be the end of him. With very little hesitation, pulled the trigger. The bullet emerged from the pistol and flew through the air in what seemed like slow motion. Billy had absolutely no time to react before the bullet hit the middle of his face and killed Billy immediately.

It didn't take a second before Stu, still holding the gun, took off running out of the kitchen and through the walk way that lead to the stairs. He ran passed Randy, intentionally kicking the guy in the penis. As he began going up the stairs, he could feel his stomach burning. His eye site was growing dimmer and his taste was infested by the taste of blood. Head pounding, he nearly fainted as he hit the top of the stairs. Barely keeping his eyes open, he ran down the hallway, leaning all his weight against the wall to his right. He came to a closet as he heard his front door bang open with an extreme force. He had no way to get to the attic, which was his plan, so he opened to closet door and got in, locking himself in darkness. He heard men yelling and running through the house.

Stu's instincts told him that he was dying. He knew this would be the end. After all the planning for this night and he'd die. Great. Just great. His fuzzy mind flashed back to the day, not even a week ago, at school during lunch time. Tatum sat between Stu's legs, as did Sidney with Billy. Randy sat alone, as he didn't have a girl. He'd never had a girl. The group of friends talked amongst themselves while eating some of Tatum's grapes.

His own voice rang in his head. 'You take a knife... And slit 'em from groin to sternum'
The thought of Billy and Sidney made him sick. He forced his mind to focus on Tatum. He'd been with Tatum for a good two months before their plan was put into action. He remembered the day at Billy's house. Stu walked into his room, holding two horror movies in his hand.

"So I was thinking about this whole thing and I think you should go out with Tatum," Billy said, taking the movies out of Stu's hands and looking at them. "Why?" Stu asked. He never liked Tatum as a friend let alone a girlfriend. She'd always annoyed him! He always thought of her as a prep. "Because! It might look a lot less suspicious if you were dating somebody close to Sidney. Since I'm dating Sid herself, and Tatum is her best friend"
"I don't want Tatum though. She bugs me. She bugs the hell out of me!" Stu complained, turning Billy's TV on and putting 'The Amityville Horror' in the VCR.
"Stop your bitching! I'm not asking you to marry her or have sex with her! Just go out with her"
"If I'm going to go out with her I'm having sex with her!" Stu corrected him, pushing play and taking a seat on the foot of Billy's bed. "Fine. Have sex with her"
"I will."

The memory ended. He knew it was just part of the plan. Billy asked him to. But still, over time, he slowly found himself falling in love with her. Damn Billy for killing her. Tatum had nothing to do with the murders. He didn't want to admit it, but when he learned Billy had killed Tatum was when he decided to kill him.

Tatum's voice repeated over and over in his head. 'stupidity leak!' 'Stupidity leak!' 'Stupidity leak!'

The last thing Stu heard was a woman's voice.

"This one's still alive!" She said followed by a mans voice. "There are three dead ones in the kitchen"
"And the one in the garage"
"Dead."