Living With A Murderer

There's been missing reports of teenage girls in Chicago. And of course, only one person is behind all of it. When three sisters, 17 year old Gabriella Montez and her younger sisters, 14 year old Elizabeth and, 8 year old Abigale Montez, are sent to their uncles house for the summer while their mom and dad are away, they don't have a clue wants coming to them. They didn't know that their uncle is a murderer. They didn't know that friendship would find them. One of them didn't know love would find her. And they didn't know the many consequences to it.

Disclaimer: I do not own HSM, or any of the characters.

M-Rated for murder and sexual situations

The five of them emerged into the opened gates of Sharpay's house. The night was hollow and all of them were scared. Marcus could just pop out of no where and kill them, nothing said, just done. Once they were all on the patio, Troy rung the doorbell and the door opened immediately. A tired and zombie looking Mrs. Evans showed up. Se glanced tiredly at the shocked people in front of her. "How may I help you?"

"Mrs. Evans," Try said slowly. "Can we talk to Sharpay, please? Can we come in actually?"

"Yeah, sure. Just wipe your feet." Gabriella rolled her eyes. What's with the shoe wiping. But she did it anyway. They all proceeded into the big house, the three who's never seen it before looking around amazed. "Damn, this place is big," Elizabeth said with a smile.

"Yes, and very expensive," Sharpay said from the top of the steps. "So don't break anything." Sharpay trotted down the steps and turned to Troy and Gabriella, arms crossed. "It's one a.m. What do you want?"

"Ever seen those movies where this guy chases you around and tries to kill you?" Gabriella asked uneasily. Sharpay nodded. "Yeah, well my uncle is trying to kill us and this house is big...so..we were wondering."

She couldn't read Sharpay's face. It was worried, then confused then scared then...well scared. That's it. "What are you talking about?"

"My uncle is apparently the Chicago Murderer."

"Oh, my God! Call the cops!"

"We did. He's probably long gone," Andrea said.

"And after us," Gabriella said slowly. A shiver suddenly ran up her spine and she looked over to the door. She heard the sound of footsteps. Her throat closed and tears sprung to her eyes. "And he's found us." There was a loud bang and all the lights shut off. Screams filled the room before the lights flickered back on. "What the fuck was that?" Sharpay screamed. "Where's my parents."

"Oh, God. Lock every opening. Everyone hide. We'll split. Lizzie, Abbie, with me. Sharpay, Gabi and Troy, you stick together, you hear me? If you hear the slightest noise, turn and run."

"But - Abbie! Lizzie!" Gabriella sulked, reaching for them.

"Gabriella, do this for them. They'll be safe. I promise," Andrea said, her hands tightening around the girls. Gabriella nodded weakly, tears were spilling from her eyes. "Okay. I love you, guys."

"We love you, too, Gabi," Elizabeth said. They all exchanged hugs before walking their separate ways in this big house...

"I'm scared," Sharpay said.

"We all are," Gabriella told her. "Be quiet."

But Sharpay did the exact opposite. She screamed to the top of her lungs, staring ahead at the wall. Her parents were stuck to the wall with knives seeping through them. Sharpay covered her mouth with both hands, backing away slowly. "No...No..He killed...No!"

"Sharpay," Gabriella screamed, watching as Sharpay tumbled back down the steps. Gabriella screamed when she saw not only Sharpay's figure down the steps, but another figure. A man. "Troy - run!" Gabriella grabbed his hand and they both scattered for a hiding place. There was a closet at the end of the hallway. They ran to it and ripped it open. Gabriella locked the closed the closet door, her breath ragged and dry in her throat. She pulled herself into Troy, hugging him tightly. "Troy," she sobbed. "He found us."

"It's going to be okay, just be quiet."

"My sisters. They're out there."

"Shh, Gabriella. It's okay. They're going to be okay."

"They're not going to be okay, Troy. I promised my parents I would look after them. Look how good I'm doing with that." Something snapped off inside Gabriella's head and she broke down. "He's going to kill Sharpay - " And there was the scream. Sharpay's scream. It was filled with fear and pain. She was screaming, "Help!" and Gabriella and Troy couldn't do anything. Marcus was too dangerous.

"Stop," Sharpay pleaded when the dark figure stepped closer to her with a saw. It was sprawled with blood already. "No, please. Gabriella! Troy! Help!" He was caging her. Sharpay was stuck on the ground, her ankle hurting badly. "Help," she whispered, but there was no help. Marcus basically lunged at her, sawing every part of her body off. She screamed in agony, her body was gone. She was dead.

Marcus finally stopped the torture and pushed the body aside. He was angry. They called the cops on him. "Gabriellaaaa," Marcus chimed softly, switching gears. He now had a chain saw. "Gabriella, why don't we bond? We never got to like we planned. I just want to give you a hug." Marcus stomped up the stairs. Gabriella pressed into Troy more, scared to death. Scared of death. "No, please. God, no."

"Gabriella," Troy whispered. She looked up at him and he pointed to a vent on the ceiling. Gabriella nodded and looked around for a high object. Shelves were sticking out of the wall, leading right up to the ceiling. "You go first," Gabriella told Troy who went to protest, but she spoke again. "Because I'll need help." Troy thought for a moment before giving in and letting himself go first. It was easy to climb up, but it was also easy to hear them.

Troy outstretched his arms towards her. "Come on, Hurry Gabriella." She nodded and started climbing up. "Hurry." She carefully did, but something terribly wrong happened, materials from the shelves fell and the shelves also collapsed and she almost did, too, but Troy grabbed her. There was rough sounds moving and Gabriella looked up at Troy alarmed. "Come on!" Troy pulled with little effort and Gabriella slipped up. "Thanks. Let's go."

Marcus kicked the door down and looked around. It was a mess. Stuff was spilled on the floor. Shelves were knocked over. The vent was open...

Andrea held the girls close to her, breathing quietly, but hard. "I'm scared," Abigale sobbed again.

"We'll get through this," Andrea said and digged in her boots. She pulled out two guns. "Just in case Marcus ever tried to hurt me. Here, Lizzie." Andrea gave her a gun and Elizabeth smiled. Andrea gave her a stern look. "Shoot when necessary, okay? Elizabeth nodded and placed the gun in her pocket. Andrea turned to Abigale. "Abbie, be careful with this." She handed over a silver dagger. Abigale nodded slowly and took the knife. "Use it only when necessary as well, do you understand?" They both nodded and Andrea smiled. "Good. Now, who's ready to kiss some ass?"

They both climbed out of the vent. Gabriella crouched down with Troy and brought out a gun. Troy looked at her shocked. "Andrea gave it to me just in case I needed it. If Marcus pop's out at me, I'll - "

"Shoot?"

The two teenagers turned to the man with a chainsaw in his hand and and Sharpay head in the other. Gabriella swallowed and stood up with Troy. "You're...you're sick."

Marcus frowned. "Put the gun down, Brie."

"Fuck you."

"How about I fuck you?' he said and took a step forward. Troy moved in front of Gabriella, taking the gun away from her and pointing it at Marcus. "I'll shoot you right here."

"You're that kid Gabriella was talking about. Troy Bolton? You also sneaked into her room a few days ago at night. You exchanged each others numbers."

"You have cameras in the rooms, don't you?"

"Yes. Nice body, too."

"You're a sick perverted jackass. I'm your family, but I wish I weren't."

"Harsh words, Gabriella. Really. How about we talk?"

"How about you leave?"

"How about I kill you?" He turned on the chainsaw and both teenagers jumped back, afraid. Marcus smirked and ran forward, the weapon lifting into the air. Troy and Gabriella both dogged the sharp spikes and landed with a thud on the ground. Troy hit the floor, Gabriella hit the floor, too, but also hit her head and wasn't moving. Marcus, on a rage, quickly ran to Troy. Troy moved out the way, the chainsaw sawing into the wood floor.

"Troy, we never got to fully meet," Marcus said between breaths as he attempted to get Troy again, but he moved. "You bastard!" Troy yelled, but his mouth quickly shot when he was put in a situation. Marcus was on top of him, the chainsaw still energetic and right near his neck. "I feel bad," Marcus panted lightly. "That I have to do this."

Then that's when it happened.

Yay! I get to do a cliffhanger! Can you guess what happened next? It's probably obvious. This story is coming to an end, as well. It was short, but at least I'll be worried about Bliss and SLRGGC! Please review!

Thanks!-Brittany