Chapter 6

(Caitlins POV)

I sat alone in the bedroom waiting for Emily and everyone else to get back. God knows where Nick went.

Suddenly I heard the door slam downstairs, and I took them two at a time until I saw Emily and Vincent.

"Hey guys!" I smiled cheerfully. "How'd it go?"

Vincent looked at me and then immediately looked away, trudging to the basement.

"What happened?" I asked before Emily could run after him.

"He killed Bo." She replied slowly, looking at the ground.

"What?!" I exclaimed, "Why?"

"Because Bo tried to kiss me. Vincent…went after him and Bo said that if Vincent didn't kill me then he would." Her face fell.

"Oh my God, Em." I went on, "That's s—

"I'm back!" Nick's voice came loudly from behind us.

I turned around and smiled broadly at the sight of Nick. His clothes were muddy and covered in blood, but he held a dead deer proudly in his hand.

"I killed it myself." He boasted, wiggling his eyebrows at us.

I frowned at the lifeless, limp deer body and looked at Emily, who had a horrified look on her face.

"I'm a vegetarian!" Emily gasped, taking a step back. "How could you?!"

Nick shrugged. "I'm not. And you used to kill people so I wouldn't think you would be a vegetarian anyway."

"I USED to kill people. Not anymore. Whatever I'll just eat some grass or something." She joked, rolling her eyes and walking down to the basement.

Nick and I looked at each other until finally I said, "Can you put that outside? It's creepy."

"How is it creepy?"

"Hmmm maybe it's the fact that its throat is dripping blood? Or maybe how its eyes stare blankly into space?" I laughed. "Please, just take it outside."

After eating, where we all had to sit and listen to Nick brag about the deer he caught, Nick and I clambered into bed.

"So." I sighed, lying my head on his chest, "How do you like it here?"

"It's alright. Creepy, but alright." He replied, stroking my hair.

"Yeah."

For a while we didn't say anything. I laid there, smelling his cologne and the smell of soap (We both had taken showers), and felt his chest rising and falling under me.

"Do you think we'll ever leave?" I asked, wrapping my arms around him.

"Yeah…"

"I mean if we wanted to be together and start a f---

I was about to say family, but I stopped myself. I forced myself to look at his face, and all I saw a blank but interested stare.

"Nick…I…uh…"

"Stop. I love you." He whispered softly, shifting so we were both facing each other.

I lent in to kiss him, my lips millimeters from his. "I love you too." Chills went down my spine as his fingers brushed my bare stomach.

"Cait…" He murmured into the kiss.

In the middle of the night, I woke up lying naked next to Nick. I smiled, stroked his head and rolled over on my side, facing away from him. I closed my eyes and tried to drift back to sleep. Suddenly I heard the door creak, and I looked up to see it open. I saw no one there, but that didn't keep my heart from racing frantically.

"Hello?" I whispered, "Em? Is that y—

My whisper came to a halt as a hand came over my mouth. I tried screaming, which ended badly, so instead I glared frantically at the figure above me.

It smiled maniacally, and growled, "You better shut up, or you're in for it do you understand you pretty little slut?"

My eyes widened as I realized that the figure was Bo. Bo took out a knife and held it in the air, the moonlight from the window above the bed making the blade turn a metallic, liquid silver. I nodded, tears welling up in my eyes. A creak rang throughout the house, and as Bo glanced away, I tried desperately to cover myself with blankets, covering my naked body. Bo saw what I was doing and grinned.

"Can't hide now darlin'."

He grabbed me by my arms and pulled them over my head with one of his hands over my mouth and dragged me to his bedroom.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~VINCENTS POV~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I watched Emily who was sleeping next to me, her head nuzzled into my chest as we rested on top of my bed in the basement.

Although it was cold and damp down there she never seemed to mind, as long as I didn't leave her side.

"I can't sleep," she suddenly huffed, rolling onto her back.

I smirked from under my mask, "Why?"

"Don't know," she rolled onto her stomach, propping her head up with her hands. "So, what time is it."

I eyed her body as she stretched out, her tank top moving up a little exposing her stomach. Grazing her thigh which showed from under her shorts with my hand, I shrugged. "don't know."

She let out a long and intentionally dramatic sigh. All of a sudden, Sadie, our hunting dog pounced up on the bed.

"Hey Sadie," Emily laughed, getting a lick on the hand as a returned greeting.

Sadie curled up in a ball at the end of the bed. "Can we go somewhere?"

I looked up at her from where my eyes were before on her leg, "Sure. Where?"

She tapped her fingers on my chest after she moved so she was laying on me, my fingers lightly touching the back of her thigh.

"You never sit still," I laughed.

She gave me a look and smiled, "Wellllll, when I'm bored…."

"I know, I know," I mumbled. "What do you want to do?"

"Let's go swimming." She suggested.

"Fine."

"Don't get too excited. You may blow up," she said sarcastically as she reached for her bag. "Aren't you gonna change?"

"I swim naked," I joked, walking over to a beat up dresser and pulled out a pair of Bo's old swim shorts which he gave to me. My heart felt a pang of agony when I remembered what happened earlier today. My own brother lay gasping on the ground, blood pouring out of his mouth…

When I turned around she was already dressed in a bikini with a black top and gray bottoms. She looked up and saw me staring. She smirked wickedly, "Is something wrong?"

I shook my head and walked around the corner to change, not wanting to offend her. Once I had the black shorts on I walked out and we both headed up through the trap door and into the house.

She scurried around me and into the kitchen to check the clock, "It's only midnight."

"Only?" I asked.

She sighed, "Sorry I forgot you had a bedtime. All serial killers need to be sleeping by eight P.M."

"Don't be a wise ass," I teased.

"Vincent," she laughed quietly as we walked out the door and down the driveway to the right. "I have never heard you curse before!"

"Sorry," I quickly added, feeling guilty quickly.

Great…why would I be so ungentlemanly?

To my relief she said, "Don't worry about it. You can talk dirty around me love."

I laughed and rolled my eyes. We walked over to the lake and onto the small creaky dock which jutted out into the water by about ten feet.

She quickly walked to the end and jumped into the freezing water, coming up a few moments later shaking. "I-it's f-f-rrezing!"

Slowly I walked down the dock, placing the knife I secretly brought with me down and slid into the icy water.

"You planning on taking me out here?" she asked, eyeing where I placed the knife down.

I sighed and swam past her, she splashed over right behind me, landing on my back.

"You can't escape now," she said evilly.

I responded by throwing her over me, "Oh yes I can."

She resurfaced and smirked, "Hey, that's not fair."

"How is that?"

"You're stronger," she pouted.

"I'll give you a free shot," I sighed, swimming backwards a little.

Her lip twitched a little and she let out a playful growl as she went underwater. When she didn't come back up as soon as I thought she did I swam over to the dock and pulled myself up, sitting on the edge. The moonlight let out an eerie radiance which dimly lit up the lake, making it shimmer a silver hue. While I was basking in the beauty of the moon and my surroundings I felt my legs being pulled into the water.

In one quick jerk I flew forward and nearly jumped out of the water for my knife before I realized Emily was under the dock and she pulled me in.

"You actually scared me," I pulled her shivering body closer, moving my hands down her slick sides.

"C-c-can we get out?" her lips were tinged with dark blue over her usual pink color.

I nodded and quickly held her tightly against my chest and lifted us out of the water with my free arm. We both fell back onto the dock and she moved closer immediately.

"I'm pr-pretty sure I-I hav-have frostbite," she hugged her knees closely and sniffed.

"Why don't we go back to the house and you can sit by the fire for a little?"

She nodded and I stood up. Because she showed no signs of wanting to move anytime soon I picked her up and held her like my mother used to hold me and walked back to the house.

"Whose idea was it to go swimming in the middle of January?" I asked, pushing the door to the house open with my foot.

I placed her down on the couch and wrapped a soft deer skin blanked around her, holding her on my lap and rubbing her arms.

"I'm going to go get your clothes," I moved her off my lap and onto the couch.

"Mmmk," she whispered.

I turned around to look at her one more time before going upstairs to the trapdoor and saw that she was already sleeping. Once I reached the room and lifted up the creaky entrance I stopped, hearing a muffled noise.

"Stop, stop," I heard being begged from Bo's room, the thin walls not holding back the noise that the person was making.

For a moment I almost hopped down and just got Emily's clothes, thinking it was some girl Bo found out in the woods and decided to have a little fun with but then I stopped.

Bo was dead.