𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐩𝐞𝐫 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐣𝐞𝐜𝐭

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲 𝐎𝐧𝐞 ~ 𝙃𝙚𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙥 𝙢𝙚, 𝙄 𝙙𝙞𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙨𝙚𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙚𝙫𝙞𝙡 𝙞𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙚𝙮𝙚𝙨

The blonde and Billy made their way back to the garage where Tatum and Stu were 'waiting', otherwise known as sucking face. The blonde grimaced at the sight but quickly regained her composure. Billy, however, was slowly gaining an alarming degree of anger. Stu's indifference towards the situation that they were in made his blood boil, his skin was hot all over, he was barely containing his fury. Billy's paramour ignored his wrath, she requested specific supplies to clear the scene. They needed to clean everything up, it had to be spotless, nobody could know that the garage once housed a drastically mutilated corpse. She turned to Tatum and gave her a list of objects to acquire, swiftly and quickly. She requested a large amount of bleach, cleaning brushes, latex gloves and plastic bags; in case they needed to dismember the body. Tatum nodded her head in understanding and sauntered out of the garage. The blonde had specifically chosen Tatum because she needed to make an appearance, she needed to solidify her alibi; Tatum had been M.I.A for a couple of hours due to her shock upon discovering the body of her now deceased secret ex-boyfriend.

Randy had not yet returned at that point in time, the remaining three were immensely annoyed by his disappearance, they were starting to get ideas. Billy kept his mouth tightly shut but he was boiling on the inside, he paced around in the garage, deep in thought. Stu on the other hand appeared to be extremely bored, he sighed and exhaled deeply more than once in a span of three minutes, she rolled her eyes every time he did it.

Billy was still pensive, dreaming up of ways to dispose of Randy if he were to turn on them. He was never really a friend to Randy. Randy was just a person that existed in the friend group, someone who actually got on his nerves with his constant and endless talks about movies and pop culture. Randy was a talker, he could not keep his mouth shut for more than a second, that annoyed Billy to no end.

"Where the fuck is Randy?" Stu finally broke the uncomfortable silence.

"FUCKING SHIT!" Billy exploded in wrath and fury, unable to contain his pestering thoughts any longer. He was pacing, smacking a few tools, boxes and trinkets out of the way.

"Would you quit it Bill?" Stu whined. "I don't feel like cleaning all this shit up later on".

"Are you kidding me?" She chuckled. "You're going to have to clean this whole house up after tonight", she remarked.

"Oh crap!" Stu smacked his forehead. "Totally forgot about that. Oh well", he shrugged his shoulders and a huge smile found its way back to his face.

"I guess the cleaning company will take care of that huh?"

"As long as I've got the money", he said in a sing song tone as he repeatedly rubbed his thumb over the tip of his index finger and middle finger. A smile found its way onto her face, she was clearly amused by Stu's nonchalant attitude. If she were another person, she would've been extremely unnerved, terrified by his demeanor even, but she was who she was and Stu's attitude and behavior amused her to no end.

"WOULD YOU TWO QUIT IT!" Billy screamed once more as he knocked a box to the ground, effectively souring her mood.

She rolled her eyes. "You're such a goddamn hot head", she remarked. "Stu", she turned her attention towards the taller male, "pay him no mind, he's just trying to ruin our good mood", she smirked.

Billy quietly seethed, his eyes staring daggers at the duo, in his mind, they had effectively ganged up on him, formed a team of their own and iced him out.

About ten minutes later, Tatum returned with the supplies, however, she was only able to find two pairs of latex gloves, thus, making it clear that only two people would be able to clean up the scene. It was fine by the blonde, she needed Stu and Tatum to make an appearance together anyways.