CHAPTER TEN
"You bastards!" Indie screeched, launching herself at Randy before Sydney could stop her. Unfortunately, Randy was waiting for the attack and had a knife pointed out ready.
"At least you and your boyfriend will die the same way." Randy whispered into Indie's ear as he watched the colour fade from the girl's cheeks.
Pulling the knife out, he watched as Indie fell to the floor before dragging her into the room out the way. Then he stood by Billy's side as if the whole ordeal had never taken place. Sydney was too upset and scared to move or cry.
"You're crazy, both of you!" Sydney screamed.
"Actually we prefer the term "psychotic." Randy corrected.
"You'll never get away with this." Sydney warned pathetically.
"No?" Billy mused.
"Tell that to Cotton Weary. You wouldn't believe how easy he was to frame." Randy smirked. "Watch a few movies, take a few notes, It was fun!"
Sydney tried to run away but Billy caught her arm and forced her to stay and listen to the taunts of Randy and Billy.
"Why? Why did you kill my mother?" Sydney asked. "WHY?!" She screamed when Billy didn't respond.
"You hear that Randy? I think she wants a motive. I don't really
believe in motives, Syd. Did Norman Bates have a motive?" Billy snarked.
"No!"
"Did they ever really decide why Hannibal Lecter liked to eat
people? I don't think so! It's a lot scarier when there's no motive, Syd." Billy mused. "We did your mother a favour. That woman was a slut-bag whore who flashed her shit all over town, like she was Sharon Stone or something. Yeah, we put her out of her misery."
"Let's face it Syd, your mother was no Sharon Stone." Randy added.
"Is that motive enough for you? How about this? Your slut mother was fucking my father. And she's the reason my mom moved out and abandoned me." Billy snarled.
Sydney tried to keep the shock off her face as this was all brand new information to her.
"How's that for a motive? Maternal abandonment causes serious deviant behaviour. It certainly fucked you up. It caused you to have sex with a psychopath."
"That's right you gave it up. You're no longer a virgin Ooh! I said "virgin" Whoops! Now you've got to die, those are the rules." Randy reminded.
"Let's pretend it's all one big scary movie. How do you think it's gonna end?"
"Oh! Oh! This is the greatest part you're gonna love this! Yeah, you're gonna love this one. It's a scream baby! Hold on a sec, I'll be right back!" Randy placed the gun down on the counter and walked into the kitchen, the room where Stu's body laid.
"You know what time it is, Syd? It's after midnight. It's your mom's anniversary. We killed her exactly one year ago today." Billy smiled, a psychotic smile.
"ATTENTION oh.. look what we have behind door #3, Sidney" Randy announced, as if he was a TV presenter.
Pulling something out from the closet, Randy presented Neal Prescott who was gagged and bound.
"Daddy."