A/N Another chapter. Yay! This is very gory and bloody so WARNING: Blood, gore, and character death. I hope you guys like it. Love you Bye!

Rachel stormed out of the school and down the street. How dare they act like getting murdered was a game. It sure as hell wasn't. If one of her friends died, it would ruin her. Even if they had betted she would die next. She had already lost Quinn. She didn't want to lose anyone else.

Rachel had about half an hour before first bell, so she had all that time to clear her head. She came down Acorn Street, where Quinn had lived, and her heart turned to stone. She missed her so much. Yes, at the start Quinn was a bit of a bitch. But some how it kind of worked out and they were besties. But now she was gone.

Well whoever killed her was going to pay.

A black SUV rolled up beside her and parked at the curb. The driver came out of the car and was revealed to be Jesse.

"Need someone to walk with you?," he asked.

"Ok," Rachel muttered as she waited for Jesse to catch up. They continued walking in silence, the only things exchanged were sideways glances and nervous smiles. They hadn't spoken since Nationals and Rachel had not wanted to talk to him for the rest of her life. But she had to someday. Rachel opened her mouth to speak, but Jesse cut her off.

"Rachel, I want to get back together," Jesse blurted out. Rachel stopped dead in her tracks. He wants to WHAT? she thought.

"I'm sorry Jesse, but I don't think that's going to happen," she replied.

"I know I made some bad choices," Jesse continued, "but you are one of the best things that's happened to me, and I don't want to lose you again." He grabbed Rachel arm and swung her around, so that she was facing him.

"Please Rachel just give me one more chance." Rachel shook her arm lose.

"That's very sweet of you but I'm already with someone," replied Rachel. Jesse looked the way Finn did when Rachel admitted to kissing Puck. Shocked and furious. Without warning he had her up against a tree, grabbing her wrists as tight as he could. Rachel let out a disheveled whimper.

"Finn is not good for you," Jesse snarled, "I am a way better man for you than he is, and you know it. Give me one reason why I shouldn't fight for you." Rachel let out a cry as Jesse tightened his grip on her and leaned in. She could feel his breath against her lips.

Slowly, he closed the gap between them and harshly kissed Rachel. She squirmed under him, but he kept his hold. Jesse slid his tongue into Rachel's mouth, causing her to moan ever so slightly. He dug his teeth into her bottom lip, making Rachel slide down the tree.

"Get your hands off my girlfriend!," a voice yelled. Jesse released Rcahel, and she turned to see puck storming towards the two. Before Puck could get to him, Jesse ran towards his SUV, got in, and drove off. Puck wrapped a sobbing Rachel in his arms and kissed her forehead.

"I promise you I did nothing," Rcahel sobbed, "I never cheated on you."

"Shh shh, I know," Puck whispered, "let's get back to school ok." Rachel nodded and with Rachel still in Puck's arms they walked back to McKinley.

That night Rachel texted Kurt and Mercedes about the incident with Jesse. They were very sympathtic, especially Kurt who had his first kiss taken away from him last year, and cheered her up. They told her that after she left everyone got their money back and stopped betting. It was sweet to know her friends weren't such assholes after all.

The phone went beserk, scaring Rachel to death. What if it's the killer?, she thought as she grabbed the phone and checked caller ID. Thank god, she thought. It was just Tina. She pressed the talk button happily.

"Hey Tina," Rachel greeted, "what's up?"

"Rach you need to get to Atkins Avenue right now," Tina screeched.

"Why?," Rachel asked.

"Because there has been another murder," Tina replied. Rachel froze. There couldn't be. There just couldn't. So many of her friends lived on or near that street. Sam, Mike, Britt. Anyone could be dead.

"I''m on my way," Rachel said before hanging up. In a flash she grabbed her cellphone and car keys and headed out the door. To the place where one of her friends was dead.

When she arrived, Rachel noticed the news team was already there. A doe-eyed ginger, who Rachel recognized as Emma Pillsbury, spoke into the camera about a young man being murdered by the McKinley High Killer. That narrowed it down to Sam or Mike. Oh dear god, she thought as she headed towards Tina.

"Tina!," she yelled, "where is everyone?" Tina pointed to the group consisting of Kurt, Mercedes, Artie, Rory, Courtney, Santana, and Puck. Rachel ran towards them, fear in her eyes.

"Who is it?," she asked, "who's gone?"

"That St. James kid," Puck replied.

"What? How?," Rachel asked. The grouped shrugged and cleared the way for the gurnie. Jesse's still body went past them, a blank stare in his eyes. Rachel almost burst into tears, if it wasn't for the camera crews everywhere.

Whatever happened to him must have been horrible

An Hour Earlier

Jesse sat on his couch, weeping into his hands. He had totally blown it with Rachel, and now it was over between them. For good.

Suddenly, the phone started to ring. He grabbed ht phone and anwsered it.

"Hello," he said, holding back sobs.

"Hello Mr. St James," a ghoustly voice anwsered, "I hear you have been a busy boy."

"What do you mean, and who is this?," Jesse said.

"Apparently you have been getting some ass," the voice continued, "from some underage females."

"Like who?," Jesse asked, his nerves getting the best of him.

"Well, I know you have slept with Quinn Fabray and Brittany Pierce," the voice hissed, "and that earlier you gave Rachel Berry some tongue. Am I right?"

"They wanted it," Jesse yelled, "and Rachel needed to know who's boss."

"Is that so," the voice continued, "well let me show you who's boss." Out of nowhere, a butcher's knife came hurtling through the window and into Jesse's chest. A scream of pain escaped him. A Ghostfaced masked person walked through the broken window and towards Jesse.

The person swiped a stream of blood off Jesse's shirt and smeared it all over his face. Jesse whimpered at the contact. The figure pulled a knife out and strated stabbing Jesse in the stomach.

Blood squirted out of his abdomen and filled Jesse's mouth. Soon the figure stabbed him in the arms, sending a scream of pain out of Jesse. With one last stab, this time to the heart, Jesse died a painful death.

"It's alright honey," Kurt comforted, who had apparently noticed the near tears, "after what he did to you, he deserves it."

"What did he do?," Santana asked. Kurt and Mercedes filled the others in on the incident as Rachel walked over to Jesse's body. His skin was pale as ashes, blood coated parts of his face. Rachel leaned down and kissed the cheek not covered in blood. That's when she noticed the note.

It was under his limp arm, her name smeared onto it in blood. Rachel slid it out and opened it, reading the blood writing.

Hello again Rachel,

It seems like another one bites the dust, hm? Well it's not over yet.

I still have a list of 15 people to kill and next will shock you to the core.

Jesse deserves everything he asked for. I have been watching you Rachel, and I saw you making out with him. Was it just me, or did I see some tongue?

Be prepared for another death. And let me warn you:

Boys really shouldn't kiss boys.

Toodles.

Ghostface.

A/N Dun dun! That's chapter 3. I hope you liked it. 15 people are left on the chopping block and form the note, it seems Klaine is getting broke up. Uh oh. I hope you liked it. Alert, favorite, and review. Read my other stories and if you need a beta I'm open. Love you guys Bye!

UndercoverGleek ;)