𝑒𝑝𝑖𝑝ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑦 || kate schmidt (fear street 1994)

9. blissful ignorance

There was a crash, and it jolted the two girls from their blissful ignorance.

Skull Mask was rising from the floor.

"Fuck! Hide!" Jessica screamed, grabbing her pan from the floor and preparing to hit the motherfucker as many times as it took.

Kate grabbed her stomach again, and reluctantly ran away as quickly as she could.

Jessica hit him with the pan, expecting to at least stun him for a minute. But nothing. She smacked it into his head again as hard as she could.

Still nothing.

So she took off running in the opposite direction Kate had just left from. Desperately she looked around for a place to hide.

Her breathing was so loud, she could barely hear herself think.

Come on, come on!

She jumped over the pharmacy counter and waited.
But the killer was no longer chasing her.

Odd...

The sound of Deena frantically shouting drew her attention.

"Come on, die!" Deena yelled.

Shit.

Slowly, she stood up and scanned her surroundings to make sure she was safe, and went to find Deena.

Who was currently trying to drown her girlfriend in an empty lobster tank.

"What are you doing?" Jessica shouted, running over to the girl.

"The pills, they got mixed up. I couldn't use them. I don't know what to do!" She replied, pushing harder on the back of Sam's head.

Jessica nodded. This was all going to shit, just as Simon had warned. Everything was falling apart, and she couldn't figure out how to stop it.

She was terrified. They were just kids. None of this should be happening. It shouldn't be up to them to save everyone.

Fuck you Sarah Fier, Jessica thought. It was all that witches fault that she was in this mess. If she hadn't decided to fuck with them, she could be at home with the girl she loved laying by her side, sitting in blissful ignorance of the world outside.

All that would matter was Kate. And they could be happy, without worry. Without fear. And without grief.

"No! No! No!"

Jessica froze. Her heart sunk down past the pit of her stomach, all the way to her feet. This couldn't be happening...

"Kate." She whispered.

"Go!" Deena yelled.

And she did. She sprinted through that fucking store. She knocked down different little items, but they didn't matter. Why would they?

"Kate!" She cried. "Where are you?" The last part made her break into a fit of sobs. Her mind was racing. She couldn't find her.

This was all a bad dream. A nightmare she would awake from in a moment, her father bringing her a glass of milk. Calling Kate on the phone and her picking up, reassuring Jessica that she was ok. That she would meet her at the park the next day.

When they were kids, they used to always go to that park. It was old and dingy, and the structure would surely fall down any day. But they didn't mind it. They would stay for hours, just talking about their lives. Sometimes they would chase butterflies together. Running around in blissful ignorance.