Chapter 12:

Allison gasped. Adam quickly pushed her behind him. "Oh, look how manly he is!" the director said mockingly. "Protecting the little girl. The gay man with nail polish..." Adam flared his nostrils. "You won't survive though..." said the director, continuing on. "Only 3 left..." Allison gasped. The director ignored her and went on, taking another step towards them. Adam took another step back.

"Not that many people can make it out. In horror movies there's usually only one. Or two maybe. But in my movie I want none. NONE!"He lunged at Adam, knocking him to the ground. Allison jumped back to avoid getting hit. The director lifted the knife up and prepared to jab it into Adam's chest. Before he could Adam grabbed his wrist. They both struggled to get the knife to go where they wanted it to.

"ADAM!" Allison screamed. Adam turned towards her briefly. "Allison, run. Find a safe place to go. Find Kris. Get out of here!" he said, while struggling with the director. He managed to throw him off of him, still holding his wrist with the knife.

"No!" she yelled. "I'm not leaving you. I may have left Kris, but I refuse to leave you. I...I can't!" she picked up the wooden chair the director was sitting in before and slammed it onto the director as hard as she possibly could. So hard that the chair fell apart. The director screamed out in pain. Adam let go of him, got up, and jumped back.

"The director got up off the ground and pointed the knife towards Allison. "You're gonna pay for that little missy!" Before Adam or Allison could react, he ran and plunged the knife into her stomach.

"ALLISON!" Adam screamed. She fell to the ground. "No...please Allison, no! Don't die on me!" he said, starting to cry. He felt as if his whole world was falling apart. She couldn't die now. She just couldn't. He grabbed her hand and held it tight, feeling her pulse as he did. It was very weak.

"Allison, please hold on. Please say strong. You can do this! I can't make it without you. Please don't die! I...I...I love you..." he finally said. More tears started falling down. "Yes Allie, I love you. I know I said I didn't feel that way before, but I was wrong. I love you. I can't live without you. You're the one I want to be with!"

Allison looked up into his eyes, barely able to keep hers open. She lifted her head up about a couple inches off the ground. "Adam...Adam...I...l...I l..." before she could say anything, her head dropped back down. Her eyes closed.

"NO!" Adam cried, bringing her hand to his forehead and crying. "He lifted his head up and kissed it gently, then set it back on the ground.

As Adam got up, the director started clapping. "Bravo! Truly amazing! This is going to make a great story line! The 27 year old gay guy loves the little 17 year old redhead. Scandalous!" he said, smirking. "And then...and then soon, he joins his girl, and..."

Adam cut him off, standing tall and clenching his fists. "You fucken killed her!" he screamed out in rage. Before the director could state a response, Adam lunged at him, fists held high. The director looked around wildly for his knife, then remembering he used it on the girl. Now he had no weapon. Nothing.

Adam slammed into him, throwing him against the wall. He started punching him rapidly and blindly, unable to see anything through his tears. He just kept hitting him. In the face, chest, and stomach.

Finally after about a minute the director managed to slip out of Adam's grasp. He picked up one of the broken legs of the chair and slammed it into Adam's head. Adam flew backwards into the partially closed door, which swung open as he crashed into it. He flew into the railing of the stairs. The director quickly charged into him and slammed him harder against the railing. The metal railing bent back a little from the force and weight of the two men. Adam looked over his shoulder and looked down. It was so far down. And with a concrete ground. He gulped.

"Ready to give up Lambert?!" said the director, his teeth clenched. He pushed him harder into the railing. It creaked and bent even more.

"Not even close!" Adam said, and punched the director, sending him sprawling back into the door. Adam lunged at him again and grabbed another piece from the broken chair. Another leg. He stabbed it into the guy's cheek. It wasn't sharp enough to go all the way through, but it did leave a streak of blood. The guy screamed out in pain, and slammed into Adam again. This time Adam was expecting it. As he did, Adam grabbed the director's shoulders and spun him around, sending him this time through the door and into the railing.

The director knew what was coming next. "Come on, don't you wanna be a star? If...if you let me go, I'll set you free! Then once this makes the big screen, you'll be even more famous! A legend!"

"I don't care!" said Adam ,holding out every syllable. He slammed into the director's upper body, sending him flying over the railing. He was only in the air for about a second. Then he slammed down onto the cold, hard concrete. Headfirst. Blood started pouring out of his cracked skull. He was gone. Dead. Adam was safe.

Adam managed to find the intercom in the control room. He flipped the switch. "The director is dead..."he said in a shaky voice. His throat was completely dry. "The cops will be on their way. So I suggest you leave...now..." he turned the intercom off, glancing one last time at Allison's lifeless body. Another tear fell from his eye.

"I'm sorry Allie. I'm sorry."

Adam figured out how to turn the lights on from the control room and flipped the switch. The entire building filled with light. Once the lights turned on though he wished they were off. From up there he could see basically everything. The director's bloody, mangled body on the ground. Plus several of his other Idol friends. Danny. Michael. Matt. Lil. Of course Allison too. He looked down sadly at her. And who knew where the others were. Him, Allison, and Kris were the last ones standing. And now Allison was gone. But Kris?

He looked over at the monitor, searching for his friend. Finally, he spotted him. He quickly scanned the area before finally figuring out where he was. Kris was down. But...was he still alive?

Taking one last look at Allison, Adam exited the room and sprinted down the stairs. Running to where Kris supposedly was. He found him a moment later. Kris was on the ground, his leg sliced open and his face bloody and badly bruised. His arm was pretty messed up too. But he was alive. He was alive. That was all that mattered. "Kris!" he shouted, and ran over to his fallen friend.

Kris' head immediately shot up. "Adam!" he said, sort of weakly because of the large amount of blood loss he suffered. Adam ran to his side. "We're going to get help Kris. We are..." he said to him.

"Adam...where...where are the others?" Kris asked, reluctant to ask. Adam just looked down and shook his head. Kris knew the answer. "We're the only ones left?" he asked softly.

"Yeah..." mumbled Adam, a tear running down his cheek. It's just us..."

After a few minutes of talking, Adam went back up to the control room and located a phone, immediately calling the cops. About 5 cop cars were there almost immediately, along with about just as many ambulances. They loaded Kris on one and took him straight to the hospital. Paramedics were sent throughout the building to locate and pick up the bodies of the other Idols. And the killers too.

Adam watched this all from the control room, staring down at everyone through the big glass window. It all almost didn't seem real. It was like it didn't happen. But it did. It was all real. He looked down at Allison one last time. "I love you Allie..." he said for the last time. He could swear it looked like she was smiling. He headed down the stairs past the cops and paramedics, and out the door. It was all over. For now.

If you guys like scary endings stop reading here and don't read the last chapter. The last chapter makes the whole story basically not scary, so yeah...

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