ABSQUATULATE ,, fear street 1978

- i don't want to die.

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— ⚡︎ ℘ fear street
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THE COUPLE STOOD BEFORE THE serial killer, slowly inching across the wall, trying to put some distance between him and them. "Let's kill this fucker." Kim said aggressively, gritting her teeth. Mike nodded at his girlfriend as they both grabbed something that could be used as a weapon.

Kim was now in possession of a small incision knife and looked to her boyfriend, who was holding a large shard of glass.

Tommy stared in between their heads and struck right there, but thankfully the two ducked in time. Kim found an old, empty potato bag and wrapped it around the murderers head whilst he was trying to take his axe out of the wall. The girl was suffocating Thomas with the bag and Mike stood there yanking the axe out of the wall

"Kill him, Mike! Kill him!" Kimberly persuaded, her grip slipping as the muscly boy struggled in her arms.

And so, Mike raised the axe and slammed it into the suffocating body multiple times. When it finally stopped writhing, Kim let go, expecting it to be dead.

"You good?" she asks the boy covered in blood, staring at the limp body that was sprawled across the floor.

"Yeah, yeah... oh my— Oh my fucking God! I just killed a guy! Jesus Christ, Kim, I'm gonna go to jail!" Michael panicked, his breathing quickened and his hands trembled.

"No you're not, Michael! You stopped a serial killer, you're a good person! You saved the rest of us Shadysiders! You saved me!" Kim smiled, placing her hands on either side of his cheeks.

The brunette boy looked up at the girl with a small smile on his face, "I did, didn't I?"

"Yeah, you did." She exhaled, bringing him into a swift kiss.

Mike's smile stretched a bit more but soon dropped when he realised the girls paling face. Her ears began ringing and she felt faint. Kim was gently swaying to the side.

"Kim?" Mike called out to her, dropping to his knees in order to cushion her fall as she collapsed.

"Fucking blood loss man." She muttered out with a weak voice.

"Okay, I'll go get the medkit but you have to stay here, okay? Don't move." He said sternly.

She laughs sarcastically looking down at her sliced leg. "Like I can anyways."

He rushed off to the front of the nature centre as Kim tries to steady her breathing and calm down, muttering 'positive' things to herself: "it's okay, you're not gonna die." "it's just a bit of blood, nothing you haven't dealt with before."

The floor boards in front of her began creaking slightly and she looked up to find Tommy Slater towering over her, axe in hand, ready to strike. The potato sack still covered his face but Kimberly didn't need to see it to know his expression. That same, blank, empty, yet cynical stare coming from the black, emotionless void of his iris'.