My Boyfriend's Back

Eight

A/N: And here is the next chapter.

"She was never attacked. I think she made
it all up." I listened as the girls talked. I knew Sidney was too. "Why would she lie about it? And her sister was there too," the other girl said. I peaked around the door to see Heather Parkson and Nancy Ridder. "For attention. The girl has some serious
issues. And her yn isn't any better. They want more attention since they're not getting anymore from their mother's murder.

"What if one of them did it? What if Sidney or yn killed Casey and Steve?" Heather said. "And why would they do that? Maybe Sidney was hot for Steve and killed them both in a jealous rage. Or maybe yn killed them because she was jealous. "What would Sidney want with Steve? She has her own bubble-butt boyfriend Billy. And why would yn be jealous of Casey?" Nancy asked. "Because, Stu dated Casey before her. And Sidney's a slut just like her mom."

My knuckles started to turn white from how hard I was gripping the door. "You're evil," Nancy said. "Please, it's common knowledge. Their mother was a trollop," Heather says. "Cut some slack. They watched her mom get butchered." I wanted nothing more than to smash Heather's face into the mirror. I've never liked the bitch.

"And it fucked them up royally. Think about it. It makes perfect sense. Their moms death leaves them distraught and hostile at a cruel and inhumane world, their disillusioned, where's God, etc. Completely suicidal. And one day they snap. They wants to kill themselves but realizes teen suicide is out this year. And homicide is a much healthier therapeutic expression."

That's when I stepped into the bathroom. "You know, Heather, if you're going to talk all that shit maybe you should shove your face into the toilet. I mean you'd look better that way anyway." She looked at me and rolled her eyes. "Oh, come on, yn, I was just messing around," she said. "Yeah, and I'm going to be just messing around when I slam that pretty little face of yours into the mirror," I said, smiling. Then I dropped the smile and walked closer to her. "I suggest you get the fuck out of my face before I should you just how crazy I am," I whispered to her. Nancy grabbed her wrist and she pulled her away from me and out the door.

"Sid? It's okay, you can come out," I said, leaning back against the sink. She came out of the last stall, tears in her eyes. "Don't listen to that bitch. She just had a miserable life and her boyfriend is cheating on her with Jennifer Kennedy." Sideny walked up to the sink and whipped the tears off her cheeks. "I'm so pathetic," she said. I shook my head, "no. No, Sid, you're not, okay? You're nothing like mom. I know you're scared of ending up like her and I know you don't want to believe she would do something like that and keep secrets. But you're not her and never will be." She went to say something until we heard something coming from one of the stalls.

"Hello?" Sidney said but nobody answered. I shrugged and we went to go back to talk but the same noise came from the stall again. I crouched down and looked under the stalls but there wasn't anyone there. I stood back up and looked at Sidney, bringing my finger to my lips. "Sidney." We looked at where the whispered voice came from. "Hello?" I called. There was a few seconds of silence before my name was whispered. "Who's there?!"

I went to move forward when the stall door opened and someone in the same costume as the killer came out and jumped towards me and Sidney. We moved out of the way, making them slam into the sinks. They came at us again and Sidney ducked, sliding under their arm to the other side and ran out the door. He came at me only for me to do the same thing as Sidney and ran out the door and down the stairs. Of course when we told principal Himbry what happened he told the police. Dewey had run upstairs with another officer but found nobody.

As we were walking out of the school Tatum caught up to us. "From now on you pee, I pee." Sidney was sure it was the actual killer but I didn't. He had no knife. It was probably some stupid little asshole who wanted to scare us. We were walking across the road when Stu caught up to us. He came up saying something about school being out and handed each of us a flower. "Whatever you did–the entire
student body, thanks you!" He yelled. He leaned down and kissed my cheek before throwing me over his shoulder.

"Stu, put me down!" I say, lightly hitting his back. His hand came down on my ass in a hard slap and I yelped. "And to celebrate this impromptu fall break, I propose we have a party. Tonight, my house," he said, sitting me down, and wrapping his arm around my waist. "Are you serious?" Sidney asked, as we came to a stop. "My parents are out of town. It'll be like my hurricane bash last year. Nothing extreme. Just a few of us, bangin'."

Stu pulled me in front of him and wrapped both arms around me, resting his chin on my shoulder. "This could be good. What do you think, Sid?" Tatum asked. She looked at me and I smiled. "Safety in numbers, right? Come on, the killer isn't going to come to a party full of high schools." She sighed, "I don't know," she said. "Come on. Pathos has its perks," Tatum told her. Stu kissed my neck as we looked at Sidney.

"Reinember, there's safety in numbers," he said. "Yeah, okay. Whatever," she finally said. "Cool. See you guys tonight. Bring food!" He said, picking me up and taking off back across the road to his car. "Do you have work?" He asked after we got into the car. "Nope," I said, popping the P. "Cool. I'm want to stop at the video store to talk to Randy then we can go home and I can fuck you again before we get ready for the party." I sighed and rolled my eyes. "I'm still a little sore, Stu," I whined. "I'll make it all better, baby, don't you worry." He pulled out onto the road and headed for the video store.