CHAPTER THIRTY THREE scream queens, scene thirty three "seven minutes in hell/thank you for the music"
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THE KAPPA house was surrounded by police, news reporters and strangers, as they investigated the scene from the murders of last night, removing the bodies.
All of the pledges, and Hester, were gathered around in the lounge, while the Chanel's were upstairs somewhere. Grace walked in with Dean Munsch and Detective Chisholm as they spoke, "Don't you see that all the killings have been about Kappa?"
Dean Munsch scoffed as Grace continued, "Well, except for Coney, but he was just irritating." Abby glanced up and smirked, feeling proud of herself for that one. "Yeah, that's becoming pretty obvious." Detective Chisholm said, walking away.
"You are probably the worst cop ever." Jennifer told him, and for once, everyone agreed with her statement. "Seriously, why work as a detective if you aren't going to do your job right?" Abby added, scoffing.
Detective Chisholm ignored their criticism as he turned to face them all, "We're pretty much going to focus all of our attention on protecting this house. I'm gonna have uniformed officers posted outside 24/7."
"Like thats going to do anything." Abby spoke back sarcastically, rolling her eyes as she stood with Zayday. "That is fantastic news." Dean Munsch said happily. "What's fantastic?" Zayday remarked.
Dean Munsch turned to Abby and Zayday, walking towards them as she spoke lowly, "Oh, come on. You girls and I all know that lesbian was cannon fodder. Think about it. What kind of life was that guy gonna live with no arms, really?" Zayday and Abby glanced at each other.
Dean Munsch turned to the others, "They were but a small price to pay for the knowledge that I can now place a robocall to every parent and student at this university saying that as long as they are not a sister of, pledging, or sleeping with someone from Kappa house, they are safe to resume normal school activities."
Abby shrugged, thinking it over as a door slammed, and Wes Gardner stormed in, "Grace." Grace stood up and looked at her dad confused, "Dad, hi." Wes sighed as he hugged her in relief, "Oh thank god."
"Hi. What's wrong?" She asked, Wes pulled away and stared at her, "Grace, come on." He tried to walk away with her but she stopped him, "Wait, where are we going?"
Wes turned back to her sternly, "Out of here." Grace shook her head, "No, dad, I'm not leaving. Not now. Not when my sisters need me the most." She argued, Abby rolled her eyes, "No we don't." She muttered quietly.
"Your sisters are getting picked off like ducks on a pond!" Wes shouted, glaring down at his daughter. "I won't go. And you can't make me." Grace argued back, looking at him serious.
