Now that Rita knows the killer's weakness can she save herself and the girls? Contains some sexual content an strong language!
Rita fixed the rip in her shirt by tying the torn fabric together. She ran down the dark hallway for help, her shirt ripped open and her breasts bouncing in her pink bra. She only hoped the girls got outside. She ran for he first extra door she seen. She pushed but nothing. They were locked from the outside, the hooded man must've blocked it with something. But he couldn't have possibly locked every door. She ran to each one she could find but all locked. She ran around a corner right into Chris.
"Ahhh!"
"Ahhhhhhhh!"
"Girls! Quiet! Calm down!"
"We're so fucked!" Chris exclaimed.
"There's no need for that kind of language right now!" Rita scolded her; she stopped when she saw just how panicked she was. She put a hand on her shoulder to comfort her. "We have to keep our heads. I know you're scared. We just have to find a way out of here. Now does anyone have any bars?" The school was notorious for its bad cell reception, in this giant concrete building you had to be in certain areas to even get a single bar. The cafeteria was a good open place but it was at the south end of where they were.
Everyone stuck their phones up in the air, trying hard to get something."
"The art classroom would be good," Carrie spoke up.
Chris gave her a dirty look, "What do you know? You don't even have a cellphone!"
"I see people with them all the time!" Carrie argued.
"Girls!" Rita got between them before things escalated.
"Ms. D, was that the Chamberlain Slayer?" Sue asked, on the verge of tears.
Rita wanted to tell her but she thought it was best to get everyone's mind off of things. "Look, whoever it is we have to find cover before he comes back. The school has landlines in most classrooms."
"Wanna bet he cut the phone lines too?" Chris folded her arms.
Everyone stopped when they heard Carrie gasp. The attacker was standing at the end of the hall. It was hard to get a good look at him besides what looked like a long hooded raincoat and some kind of black or dark looking mask but it was too dark to tell.
Everyone stood still for a moment to see if he was going to make a move. Abruptly he began to walk up to them. "Wait," Rita told them, "Watch this!" The girl's watched her lift up her shirt but this didn't stop him, not like last time.
"Um, what?" Sue asked.
"What the hell are you doing?" Chris said sternly to their flashing gym teacher.
Rita was out of ideas until she looked over at Chris who was the closest one to her. She sighed and lifted Chris' shirt up, exposing a leopard skin bra.
"Hey!"
The once menacing looking monster, cowered in fear and ran back to the gym. Rita let go of Chris' shirt.
"What was that about?" Sue questioned. The girls huddled around Rita.
"Look, he'll be back and when he does come you know what to do."
"So he's afraid of us?" Carrie asked, still confused.
"He's afraid of sex," Chris realized, "He must have some serious issues."
"Follow me," Rita said in her more adult tone. Everyone followed her to a nearby janitor's closet.
"What are we doing here?" Chris asked, disgusted.
"I need you three to stay in here until I get back."
"You're going to face him alone?" Sue was shocked.
"I'm going to get help."
"But you seen him! Why don't we all just run down the halls naked!" Chris argued.
"This isn't a movie, Chris! This is real life!"
Chris rolled her eyes.
"I don't mind stripping down to my underwear if that's all it takes!" Sue offered.
Carrie couldn't believe her, "I don't know if I could, I guess maybe if everyone else does."
"No one is stripping!" Rita shouted. Everyone argued back and forth at the top of their lungs until Rita had enough and opened the door. "Listen to what I say! Get in now! Wait for when I get back!"
The three piled inside and Rita closed the door. It wasn't exactly roomy in three but they did find a couple boxes to sit on and a flashlight.
After only a minute of silence, Carrie spoke up, "One of us should have gone with her."
"This is all her fault," Chris frowned.
Sue shook her head, "She didn't know the Chamberlain Slayer would show up for detention."
"It's not him, Sue!"
"You don't know that," said Carrie.
The three were quiet for what felt like more than an hour. Chris couldn't take it, the isolation, she wanted to break out of there, being stuck with these two on a Saturday wasn't an ideal plan. Sue knew there was also only so much of Chris she could take, normally she would do her own thing and then maybe find the time on the weekend for he but even then only a few hours; it was tiring some times, the things she'd go on about, mainly complaining about her parents or why her ex Billy wasn't calling her back. She was spoiled and tried hard to be above everyone else.
"Where do you think she is?" Carrie asked, even though she kind of knew the answer.
"Dead," Chris said bluntly before Sue could answer her.
"Hey, you don't know that."
"You're right. Maybe she showed him her ass."
Sue burst out laughing even though it was inappropriate given the circumstances. Carrie tried to look away at something on the floor, Chris caught her.
"Don't pretend, you laughed!"
"I know but...we really shouldn't say that. Ms. D could be in trouble."
"More like Ms. Double D!" Sue joked. Everyone laughed childishly at that one, maybe because they really needed something to break the tension.
"Yeah right," Chris scoffed, "Hers aren't that big. These are loaded weapons," she said, pushing her chest out. Carrie and Sue both looked at each other and laughed, Chris got really mad when neither of them stopped.
She glared over at the two, "Whatever, you two probably stuff your bras!" Chris grabbed a hold of her own, pressing them together and smiling proudly.
Sue thought about Tommy, he would where she was. "If he doesn't get a text from me he could come by the school and see something is wrong."
"...He...he might think you stood him up," Carrie answered honestly.
Chris couldn't believe her, just how much of their locker room talk did she listen to? "Don't listen to her. I bet he'll call the cops or at least someone about the doors being locked." When Chris found one door it was chained from the inside.
"That's right. Aren't there other people in the school today? Clubs and other stuff happening?" Sue's eyes lit up.
"Why haven't we seen anybody else?" Carrie murmured. It was true, could there be others taking refuge like them or did they get hacked to bits?
"Shit. I'm never going to see Tommy again," Sue realized in faint terror.
Chris moved closer to Sue and put an arm around her, "Hey, you can't think that right now. You're totally going to pop your cherry."
Carrie didn't know quite what that meant but figured it had to be something dirty, that's what her mother would think.
"There's someone I'm supposed to meet later too. And I'm not dying in high school. How fucking lame would that be?"
After some more time passed they started just playing games to pass the time, stupid but it kept their minds of things.
"How many times have you kissed another girl?" Then she looks over to Chris and teasingly says "Cousins doesn't count," Sue asked Chris, knowingly.
"Fuck you, it was a quick peck on the cheek and we were both drunk," Chris snapped.
"I've never been kissed." They heard Carrie's voice chirp; she was curled up on the floor. "No one will remember me if I die, you two will but not me. I'm a nobody. I'm going to die and I've never even been kissed."
Chris thought she was being a cry baby, she was half tempted to push her out into the hallway as a sacrifice. She watched Sue sit down on the floor next to her.
"Hey, it's ok. we're going to survive this."
Sue stroked Carrie's long, messy blonde hair. Chris watched them both with disgust, she was finally sick enough to leave this comforting survival stuff behind. "Enough of this bullshit, I'm getting out of here!"
Carrie sat up, scared to see she was serious and moving the door knob. "Chris, wait!" cried Carrie.
"Chris!"
She wasn't hearing either of them out, she opened the door and was gone in a flash. Sue and Carrie got off the floor and sat on a box together. "She'll be back," she said, trying to assure Carrie and herself.
Carrie noticed Sue was holding onto her hand rather firmly. "I bet he's gone. Maybe he got tired or Ms. D killed him," she tried to smile.
Sue chuckled, "Yeah...did you really tell her to stick the whistle up her ass?"
Carrie bit her lip, "Yes."
"Why?"
"She gets on my nerves sometimes too...I overheard you say it one day."
Sue was a little surprised, "Me?" She had no memory of ever saying it but maybe she said it to Chris one day and never gave it a second thought.
"You're really cool. I just thought it would make me cool I guess."
Sue shook her head, "I would never say something like that to a teacher. That's really badass."
Carrie looked away bashfully, "You're just saying that."
Sue thought she looked so cute just then, she didn't hate Carrie, how could she? "You aren't a nobody." Sue moves her hand under Carrie's chin and makes her look up "And about not being kissed," she pressed her lips softly against Carrie's, kissing her.
It was gentle and sweet, not quite closed mouth, Carrie blushes and said "Wow, my first kiss."
"Just don't tell anyone ok? People might get the wrong idea."
Chris burst back inside, "There's no one out...what the fuck are you two doing?" Chris said, alarmed to see the two blonde's facing each other. "Were you two making out or something?"
The shade of red coming out of Sue's cheeks gave her away. Carrie didn't know what to say, she just kind of stared there with her mouth wide open.
"I-it was just her first kiss!"
"Yeah! My first kiss!"
"Oh really? How about a second kiss?" She moved in on Carrie, putting her hands on her and forcing her up. Her mouth wrapped around hers like a snake. Carrie looked around for help, scarred of this girl sucking the air out of her. Sue was always used to Chris doing something for a laugh but always managed to find a way to shock her.
Chris finally let her go, she wiped her mouth and asked the traumatized girl, "How was that?"
"Uh...," Carrie didn't know what to say, she looked to Sue but she just looked on.
"Fine!" Chris grabbed a hold of her once more, "Maybe this will be more to your liking!" She stuck out her tongue, extending it out of her mouth seductively.
"Your tongue?" Carrie gasped.
"I'm gonna fuck your mouth!"
"Ok but..." There was no time, she was now at her mercy. Chris' slimy tongue moved around in her mouth at an exaggerated pace. Carrie was beginning to enjoy this little game of tongue hockey and played with hers.
"What is going on here!?"
Rita stood there in the door frame giving the most judging eyes to each of them.
To be continued! More net time! What will Rita do?