CHAPTER FORTY ONE scream queens, scene forty one "ghost stories/a horrible truth"
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THE TRIO ran down the stairs in a hurry, panting as they reached the bottom. They rushed into the main room, where Denise and the Chanel's were sat, drinking champagne.
Chanel turned around to look at them worried, "What's going on? It looks like you saw a ghost." Abby felt her lips tremble as Zayday nodded, "We did." Grace shook her head, "No, we didn't."
"Boone was upstairs." Zayday announced, everyone turned to them in horror. "What?" Chanel spat out scared. "Yes, except he's not dead!" Grace shouted, Chanel #3 rolled her eyes, "That makes no sense. How can Boone be a ghost if he's not dead?"
"Because he's not a ghost!" Grace tried to explain, Chanel #5 came hurrying out, carrying all of her bags, "This is insane! If we stay in this house, we are all going to die! I mean, why are we even still here? I am not staying in this house for a moment longer. I am leaving right now and I am going home."
#5 started to walk out as Chanel called out to her, "#5, don't go... actually I'm totally fine with her leaving." The door slammed as #5 officially walked out. "As you were ladies." Denise said.
Zayday and Grace lead Abby to the couch, the three of them sat down in shock. Everyone looked at them, "Please, continue with what you were saying." Denise instructed them.
Grace let out a sigh, "Boone faked his death so nobody would suspect him. Then, he snuck into Abby's room and tried to seduce her by pretending to be a ghost and saying that if she slept with him, he could walk this earth again."
The Chanel's and Denise looked at Abby, "He tried to seduce you? Ew." Chanel spoke, grimacing. Chanel #3 looked at Abby confused, "I thought you two slept together before he supposedly died?"
"We did. But I-I didn't know he faked his death, and I had no idea that he was the killer. I'm just as shocked as you guys are." She lied, but everyone believed her.
"This is crazy! I'm going to alert the authorities right now, and tell them that one Boone Clemens is on the loose." Denise stated, standing up as she walked out to make the call.
Abby felt her eyes go wide, "Oh no." She whispered quietly, looking around nervously. Everyone went back to doing what they were doing, Hester left and said she needed to do something with her neck brace.
Abby watched her leave, the feeling of dread overcoming her as she realised that everything was officially screwed up. And there was nothing she could do to stop them from arresting Boone.
After a few moments, Abby suddenly stood up shakily, "I need some fresh air." Zayday looked at her, "Want me to come with you?" She shook her head, "No, it's okay. I just need to be alone for a little bit."
Zayday nodded in understanding, as Abby walked out. She walked towards the front doors, opening them before walking out, closing them behind her as she leant against them, taking a deep breath.
She walked forward, the crisp cold air making her shiver. She wrapped her arms around herself, trying to hug herself to create some warmth as she walked down the steps and into the garden.
She let her thoughts overcome her as she walked through the garden, everything coming back to her as she thought it all over. She stared ahead, her eyes trained on the night starry sky.
Looking up, she slightly smiled at the beautiful night sky, the only peaceful thing she could see. She yelped as she suddenly fell over, she groaned as she landed face first into the grass.
She turned her body around and rubbed her eyes, looking around before spotting the object. She screamed bloody murder, tears springing to her eyes as the corpse of Earl Grey laid beneath her feet.
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ABBY AND GRACE sat on either side of Zayday as she cried. They had heard her scream earlier and came rushing out, seeing her kneel over Earl Grey's corpse as she cried.
Chanel #5 had come back, and explained to them how the Red Devil tried to attack her in her car, and then proceeded to kill a truck driver as she got away.
"I can't believe it. Earl Grey is dead." Zayday whimpered out, staring at her two best friends with tears rolling down her cheeks, "It had to be Boone who killed him."
Abby felt her breath hitch in her throat, she realised that what Zayday just said, could be true. Boone promised he wouldn't hurt Earl. She felt her heart break even more as she realised her trust had been broken.
"You know what I can't believe?" Chanel #5 shouted as she paced around, "I can not believe that no one is comforting me after I was almost murdered by the Red Devil, who was in the backseat of my car and then barely escaped as some poor, old truck driver was hacked to death with a machete!"
Abby shook her head at her in anger, leaning forward as she hugged Zayday, who cried into her shoulder. "I mean, you know, I thought I'd at least get some props for coming back with such an amazing scary story." Chanel #5 scoffed.
Chanel rolled her eyes, "Actually, #5, that story is neither scary nor amazing. That story is an exact facsimile of the hook hand story, Hester told about an hour ago. Honestly, if you're going to get attacked, please attempt to get attacked in a fresh, exciting way."
"We have to concentrate! The pieces of this puzzle are coming together. Yes, we know now that Boone is the Red Devil." Grace snapped, looking at everyone. Abby let out a shaky breath, her and Zayday still holding each other.
"There's more than one Red Devil, moron." Chanel rolled her eyes, Grace sighed, "Well now we know that Boone is one of them. Which means he's probably the baby in the bathtub."
"We should call the police." Zayday suggested, Abby looked between them all frantically, "No! We can't do that. I-I can't do it. I love him." She spoke serious, glancing at everyone.
Grace looked at her, "Abby, he's a murderer. He has killed everybody we've known here. He deserves to rot in hell." Abby glared at her, standing up, "I'm not letting that happen. How do we even know he's one of the Red Devils, huh? What evidence do we have on him? He could've faked his death for something entirely different."
"You stabbed him with a fork when he kidnapped you, and low and behold, there's a fork scar on his hand." Grace pointed out, Abby rolled her eyes, "Doesn't necessarily mean he's the Red Devil. He could've faked being the Red Devil, you know, to throw the real one off their game."
Zayday stared up at her best friend, "I know you loved him, but either way, they've got to find him." Grace nodded, "Already did. The police put out an all points bulletin and Denise is aiding the manhunt."
Chanel #3 looked at them, "The police aren't going to help us. You can't stop a ghost. Oh, my god. I'm so freaked out. Will someone please tell a ghost story?" She pleaded, shaking her head scared.
"I have a ghost story." Everyone turned to look at Hester, who walked in the room, wearing her neck brace again. "It's a good one. It's about a girl who never fit in. As much as she tried to be popular, the mean girls were always trying to tear her down."
Everyone looked at Hester confused as she continued, "They could never see past her neck brace. She soon realised the only way to get back at these girls would be to screw Chanel's boyfriend, Chad Radwell, and wreak ultimate vengeance."
Chanel stared at Hester angrily, "What?" She spat. Hester smirked, "That's right, Chanel, her name is me. And guess what, bitch, I'm pregnant!" Everyone froze in shock and horror.
Chanel widened her eyes, "This is insane!" She shouted. Hester continued to smirk down at her, "Looks like I'll be going to the Hamptons for thanksgiving with the Radwells. Guess who's too bitch on campus now, Chanel." Abby covered her mouth as her body went rigid, she looked at Zayday with a frown. It was over.
