Hey everyone, I'm glad you guys liked it. Here's the 2nd chapter. You'll probably like it more, but WARNING, it is a little disturbing…
-buffyfan81
The group jus stayed by the fire, while Ms.Mac looked for Billy's gift. Rebecca saw this. She quickly offered another idea. "Ms. Mac, why don't you open the present we got you?" Rebecca asked. "Not until we find Billy's." Ms.Mac told her. Rebecca confessed. "Fine, ugh I drew that name. Can I just say I'm really not okay with any of this? I mean c'mon, buying a Christmas present for a serial killer?!" Rebecca told them. Claire seemed annoyed by her. Ashley just filed her nails. "No, you see, serial killers kill for sexual thrill. Billy killed in outrage. The guy just fucking lost it!" Leon told her while Jill handed him a drink. "Oh whatever, look can we just drop this? I don't think we should practice pagan traditions on Christmas!" Rebecca asked. "Calm down Becca, were just having a little bit of fun." Ms.Mac said. "Christmas is more Pagan than Halloween. What in this room represents anything Christian?" Claire told the group. "The Christmas tree is just an object to ward off evil spirits. The mistletoe is nothing more than a conception charm. And Fucking Santa Clause, some big fat guy, who watches you all year, so you can live to his standards, just before breaking into your house, is different from what Billy did how?" Claire explained. Rebecca stayed quiet "C'mon lets open presents now!!" Chris asked. Claire and Jill hurried up the stairs to get their things.. Jill quietly knocked on Wesker's door while Claire grabbed a cigarette. "Look Kelli, Christmas is like Darwin, the weak don't survive. Observe." Claire told her. Jill watched from behind. "STEVE DAMN IT OPEN YOU'RE DOOR AND GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE!!! IF YOUR NOT HERE IN 5, YOUR PRESENTS, ARE MINE!!!" Claire shouted. Jill laughed. "Go ahead and try it." Claire told her. Jill went up to Wesker's door. "WERE OPENING PRESENTS GET DOWN HERE NOW!! I'M GONNA TAKE EM IF YOUR NOT HERE!!" Jill shouted. Jill and Claire were laughing alot. Wesker just felt annoyed. He was writing a paper for his exam. "Go ahead and take em!! Just go away!" Wesker shouted at them. "Umm Wesker, you okay? C'mon, it's Christmas. Jill asked. Wesker then went up to his door, and opened it. He saw Claire and Jill standing with presents. They thought that Wesker would come down. "You know what? FUCK CHRISTMAS!!" Wesker told the girls. He slammed the door on their faces. He went back in his room. Claire and Jill walked back down the stairs.
The group gave out the presents they were supposed to give for Secret Santa. Chris opened his gift to find a really nice, New York Yankee's hat. "Wow, thanks Claire!" Chris told her. Ashley opened hers, to find a nice pair of sunglasses. "Those are for spring and summer Ashley." Leon told her. "I'm not a stupid blonde you all make me out to be." Ashley told the group. "You could have fooled me." Chris said under his breath. Ashley just flipped him off. Rebecca opened her presents to reveal a nice blouse. "Oh My God!! I love it!!" Rebecca told her. "I know you would like it." Jill said. Rebecca's excitement died down when she saw the tag on the shirt that said "CLEARENCE". She put it in the box and put it on the floor. She just smiled and drank more wine. "Where the hell is my Secret Santa?" Claire asked. "I wasn't supposed to tell you, but Steve was your Secret Santa. He bought you a music box that played "The Sugar Plum Fairy." Leon told her. Ugh. I'm already seeing fairies, now I have to hear the little fuckers??!!" Claire asked. "Oh, I don't even why they bought her a present. No offence, but all you have to do is give Claire a shot of Tequila, say Happy Holidays, and that's it." Ashley told the group. Claire agreed. Ashley handed Claire a shot. "Happy Holidays!" Leon told her. Claire just drank it. The group was having fun, when the phone rang. Chris went up to answer it. "Hello? Hello?! What the hell?! You guys be quiet!" Chris said. They were all curious what he was talking about. Chris put the phone on speaker. "gkgsaukgeahhhhhhhhhhhhhh WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!! Billy!! Where's the baby!!?? AGNES!!! SANTA CLAUS IS DEAD!!" the voice said. "Oh My God!" Ashley said to herself. "SUCK MY JUICKY COCK!!" The voice told them. "Ugh why don't you go screw yourself you STD infected freak!!?" Claire told them. "SUCK IT!!" The voice told her back. "YOU FUCKING CREEP!!" Claire shouted. "I'm going to kill you." The voice said. Rebecca quickly turned off the speaker. "Wow that was weird. Who was that?" Leon asked. Who knows, can we just 69 him?" Ashley asked. No, that just calls him back, which we don't want…Unless you need to clarify something with him." Leon asked. "Let's just forget about it. Okay?" Claire asked. "Wow Claire, you shouldn't provoke someone like that." Rebecca told her. "What do you know about going up to someone other than your NASCAR daddy?" Claire asked. "Well, at least my family wants me home for Christmas." Rebecca told her. Claire just flipped her off.
Wesker just stayed in his room and typed. Christmas wasn't his thing. He drank his lemonade and ate some crackers. His cell rang. "Hello? Oh hey mom." Wesker answered. "Honey, when are you coming home?" his mother asked. "I'll try my best to get there as soon as possible. Right now, I have to finish this term paper. Bye!" Wesker said. He drank some more of his lemonade. He was about to finish typing, when he heard a noise. He wondered where it was coming from. He decided to find out. Wesker walked out of the room, and searched for the noise. It was coming from the attic. He decided to go up there. He climbed up the steps, with his drink still in his hand. He made it up to find a snow globe, playing music. He picked it up and stopped it. "VERY FUCKING FUNNY!" He said aloud, thinking it was a joke. No one answered. He was about to leave when he saw someone in a rocking chair. He quickly put down his drink to see what it was. He walked up to the chair. He thought it was Steve. The clothes looked similar to Steve. Wesker was unaware, someone was lurking behind him. "Steve? What the hell yo-"Wesker was interrupted as a plastic bag was forced over his face. Wesker tried taking it off. The killer beat Wesker with a hockey stick. Wesker tried getting away. He screamed, but it was no use. The killer grabbed Weskers head and stuck his 2 fingers in his eyes, and squeezed them out of his head. Wesker screamed in pain. The figure grabbed Wesker lemon wedge from the drink and replaced the eye with it. He could feel the lemon juice in his brain. His eyes stung. He tried kicking the killer, but it was no use. As Wesker lay screaming the killer beat him more and more with the hockey stick until Wesker was lifeless. The killer just took him into the darkness, and all you could hear, was the sound of a squelching eye ball.