AN: The next three chapters are as good as written but I won't post them until I get a good amount of reviews… tell me how I'm doing, what you want to happen, what you think might happen, etc…
LoVe23: Pish posh poor DEAN!... oh man I'm evil.
Finnlover: the movie I referred to is called "Say Anything" (1989). John Cusack stands outside his girlfriends (who just broke up with him) bedroom windrow holding a boom box playing "in your eyes" by peter Gabriel… sigh… amazing.
Shannon: Tristan and Logan are being represented as sort of weak and I apologize for that. Tristan should recover and hopefully Logan as well… I can't explain my hostility toward them.
Justhidden: Jess and Rory interaction is turning out well indeed…keep reading!
Chlse513: I sent you a private reply. Did it help? Just keep asking me Qs and I will answer them ASAP.
Mandee: I aim to please! Freaky can be considered good… because freaky is interesting hah!
Cameran: "This has to be a Lit" we will see… keep reading. Rory and Jess interaction has a huge moment coming up in the next few chapters.
Chapter V Singing in the Rain
The following day it started to rain and did not stop for the following three days. The bodies were discovered and the town basically went into shambles. A curfew was established for the town residents. They were taking it very serious, as anyone unsupervised was either picked up and brought home or arrested for multiple offences.
Businesses closed before the sunset if they even opened at all. School was cancelled until further notice. Teenagers were basically locked in their own homes. Rory was of course often alone in her house due to Lorelai's constant need to be at work, or her nifty new dating strategy. She has been booking multiple dates a night and therefore it rarely home.
Boredom began setting in as people ran out of things to do. Rory, Lane, Dave, Zach, and Brian had invented seventeen ways to play Candy land, and a homemade version of name that tune. When they weren't enjoying these games Lane and Dave would get into monumental conversations about anything and everything. Zach and Brian wouldn't understand it but Rory always saw Dave slowly grabbing Lanes hand. She thought it was cute but she didn't appreciate Zach trying to explain to her videogames and Brian wheezing on her. She hoped this whole curfew thing would just stop.
Jess found himself just sitting alone in his room. He probably could have snuck out but he just didn't have the willpower on this particular night. He shuts his eyes and listens to everything. His mother is snoring extra loud in the next room. A baby is crying nonstop upstairs from him. Someone is playing some loud obnoxious rap song next door.
"Probably Shane" He snorts to himself. He imagines her fake blond hair and ponders why some people are allowed to walk around like she does. They have hooked up before but nothing ever emotional was involved. In fact Jess was never involved emotionally with anyone and lately he'd been having all these…well…feelings.
He suddenly wants to feel more of his emotions and comes to a conclusion that getting high will just make it seem fake. He jumps up too quickly making his head spin but it doesn't slow him down. Stopping at his window he pulls a small baggy filled with little white no-name pills. He stares at it for what seems like forever until eventually he opens his window, and tosses it into the rainstorm. The wind is blowing to water in but he doesn't notice because something in the shadows catches his eye.
"What the f-"
The shadow moved further away from him so he couldn't see it anymore. He sees a picture in his mind of Francie in the locker covered in blood and smelling of death. He shuts his window quickly and locks it. He proceeds to leave his room, check all the window locks, and door locks. Lastly he looks in on his mother who is clearly passed out snoring like a banshee. He leans against the wall and falls slowly to the floor. He starts to fall asleep having another new emotion: Fear. This time for himself and for an actual other human being.
On this very same evening the DuGrey and Huntzberger families were joining one another for dinner. This also included Finn and Colin considering they were like family. His family was pretty wealthy so they were probably just trying to keep polite.
After dinner the boys all were told to stay in the guesthouse for the evening because their parents said it was okay. Tristan and Logan found a common ground finally and that was scotch. The four boys proceeded to drown their boredom in alcohol. Rory was a popular part of the conversation.
"Blue eyes!" Logan yelled out his favorite part of Rory.
"Eyes.. Yes.. Eyes…" Colin drunkenly agreed.
"Her eyes are divine but I love my Mary's personality." Tristan spoke somewhat slurred.
"And her bloody eyes!" Finn shouted skipping around the room.
"More than her eyes but mostly personality" Tristan blushed.
The boys all laughed at this once again. They spoke of other girls as well such as Paris:
"She is always in demand and I've always found that rather hott" Finn said slyly.
"Like dominatrix?" Colin questioned.
"Like Satan himself?" Tristan joked.
"Herself!" Logan corrected him proudly.
Of course the subject did get serious was they discussed Stephanie and Summer. Both Logan and Tristan had been somewhat involved with both of them at one point or another so they bonded over their sorrows. Colin promptly passed out and Finn got awfully quiet. Finally he speaks very drunkenly:
"My little redhead is gone too and we barely got properly aquatinted"
"Man, stop thinking about that." Logan says.
"Yeah, I mean it'll only bring you down." Tristan agrees.
"Subject change!" Colin says out of nowhere considering three seconds prior he was sleeping.
"Rory's mom!" Logan cheers.
"Lorelai…beauty" Tristan states.
The three boys cheer while Finn slips slightly out of the back door. He roams out into the street drunkenly singing softly to himself a song he recalls from when he was a child. The words are hazy but the tune is perfect. He concentrates on his little ditty so carefully that he doesn't notice someone approaching him from the back. He finally notices himself cloaked in a shadow.
"Singing in the rain huh?"
Finn turns slowly hearing someone addressing him but before he can answer a plastic bag is pulled over his head. He struggles to breath and yell looking through the plastic bag and all he sees is a black cloaked figure who is obviously stronger then him. He is slowly losing consciences as his legs get heavy and he falls to his knees. Right before his world turns black he sees his little red head in his mind smiling.
Finns now dead body is slowly dropped to the ground. He only hits with a minor thud. The person leaves the bag there and continues down the street at a quick rate. He seemingly matches the shadows and avoids the moonlight. The rain only seemed to get heavier.
AN: Umm yah… I'm a morbid girl I know but remember this is a horror plotline! People must be killed off! And Finn is not the last to go…
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