Electric Love - R. Meeks

{ 𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 }

"Cᴀɴ ɪ ɢᴏ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴏ? Cᴀɴ ᴡᴇ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ʙᴇ ᴛʜɪs ᴄʟᴏsᴇ ғᴏʀᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴇᴠᴇʀ? Aɴᴅ ᴀʜ, ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴏᴜᴛ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴍᴇ ʜᴏᴍᴇ. Yᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴍʏ, ᴍʏ, ᴍʏ, ᴍʏ ʟᴏᴠᴇʀ."
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Belle was among the select few still scattered throughout the living room as Halloween continued playing.

"Here comes the obligatory tit shot!" One boy called.

"Beautiful! Finally!" Another one responded.

The teens continued watching the movie in peace until the phone started ringing. They all ignored the first few rings, but Randy apparently got annoyed, because he answered it.

"Hello... yeah... holy shit..." he muttered and dropped the phone.

"Hey! Don't break that, my parents'll kill me and Stu!" Belle protested.

"Listen up," Randy called, pausing the movie and receiving a chorus of boos, "They found principal Himbry. He was gutted and hanging on the goal post on the football field."

The room fell dead silent, each student had a mixed expression on their face. Most of them were seniors, they liked Principal Himbry a lot.

Finally, one boy spoke up, "What are we waiting for?"

Randy looked at them confused, "Let's go see before the pry him down!" another boy called and everyone except for Belle and Randy bolted out the door.

"We were just getting to the good part," Randy frowned, looking towards the door and then down at Belle on the couch.

"It's fine, now we can watch in peace," Belle smiled up at him. Randy smiled back and crawled on to the couch behind her as she laid down. He wrapped his arms around her and she reached to press play on the remote to resume the movie.

The two were fairly comfortable and Belle kept feeling herself drifting off to sleep, she eventually let herself go and went to sleep.

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Belle woke up not long after. She could hear Randy mumbling as her senses came back to focus. "No, Jamie, turn around! Turn around, Jamie! Come on, turn around!"

Belle watched the movie in fear, she knew what happened next, yet she screamed slightly anyway.

"I'm gonna go put the movies back in my car, just so I don't forget any," Randy said, standing up. "Okay, I'm gonna get some water, " Belle replied, also standing.

Randy nodded and walked towards the door and Belle stood up. After she had some water, she decided to put on pajamas. The only people left at the house were Randy, Stu, Billy, and Sidney, most of which had seen her in pajamas on one occasion or another. Belle walked towards her room and opened the door. She froze dead in her tracks as she saw what awaited her inside.

Standing there, among her mess of clothes, the killer stood, knife in hand.

"Stu, this isn't funny," Belle mumbled uneasily. Suddenly, the killer charged at her. Belle turned around and took off down the stairs. She ran towards the kitchen.

She was on one side of the island in the center of the kitchen, the killer on the other. Belle decided it would probably be a good idea to arm herself. She grabbed one of the many beer bottles scattered across the kitchen and smashed it on the side of the counter, giving her a weapon.