Afterglow

"MURDEROUS GIRLFRIEND"

"I mean—I would just tell her." Mindy shrugs, taking another sip of her beer. We were both on Ambers couch, slightly drunk.

"If I do—she's gonna hate me. I love her, Mindy—really love her. Like sometimes I wanna marry her. Even have kids with her—"

"Lets calm down. You're drunk."

"Me, drunk? No."

"You're slurring your words, Bridger!"

"You—you are too!" I argue back.

"Hi guys." Amber laughs looking at me and Mindy.

"Hey—..girl." Mindy smiles at Amber.

"Hi, Amber."

"Where's Chad and Liv?" She asks.

"Liv got mad at Chad—blah, blah, blah! Whatever. Chad went after her—and now he's probably dead." Mindy explains smiling.

"Ambers, can I talk to you?" I ask.

"What do you mean?" She furrows her eyebrows. Mindys eyes widen.

"Are you sure you wanna do this, Y/n?" Mindy now a bit sobered up, she says through grit teeth.

"Yes—! Yes, Mindy."

"Im confused? Do what?" Amber smiles at me.

"Let's—we need to go upstairs." I tell her. She nods and we go upstairs.

"Good luck!" Mindy shouts, I flip her off.

Then, Tara comes through Ambers front door. Richie and Sam by her side.

"Tara?" Me and Amber both say at the same time, in a confused tone.

"Hey, Y/n—and Amber..."

"What are you doing here? Should you even be up right now?" Amber rushes to Taras side.

"I need my inhaler. My extra inhaler you keep here."

"What? Why? Where are you going?" I ask stepping closer to her. Tara looks back at Sam, who shakes her head.

"Its fine, its in my room though—" We look behind us seeing a large amount of kids blocking the stairs. Richie sighs, then turns the lights of Ambers house on.

"Hey, hey, hey! Hello! Can we cut the music, please?" Richie turns on the lights. "Uh, hi.
Gen Z. How are you? Both Sam and Tara here, have been attacked by the killer twice. And now they're here, which makes this place a huge murder target, so..uh if I were you, I'd probably leave." He says. People throw red solo cups at him, I laugh immediately. Seeing Sam and Amber glare at me. "I tried to be nice, get the fuck out!" Richie then yells. "Thank you. Thank you all. Im saving your life. I promise. Thanks teens. Thank you so much."

Me, Sam, Tara, and Amber walk down her hallway. We get to her room and Amber pulls out an inhaler from her chore.

"Thank you. Bye, Y/n." Tara waves at me with a little smile, a flutter in my heart, but nothing more appears. Both Sam and Tara leave the room.

"Amber—we need to fucking talk." I turn looking at my girlfriend.

"Y/n, what is it? You're scaring me." Amber asks. I look her in the eyes.

"I hooked up with..Tara. While we were dating." I stare at her, trying to look at her reaction.

"W..what—?" Her face drops, eyes a bit watery now. Just as she was about to speak there was a scream from the outside.

"Shit—what was that?!" I run out of Ambers room. I see Sam and Tara surrounding a stabbed Mindy. Blood on Sam.

"What the fuck did you do to her?!" Amber shouts from behind me.

"I didn't do anything! The killer—he was just here!" Sam replies, looking behind her. We hear a smash.

"What the fuck?" Richie drops glass beers on Ambers living room floor.

"Richie! Where the fuck were you?!" Sam shouts at him.

"I was in the basement getting beer—"

"You went alone?" Amber asks him.

"I asked her to come with me!" He points at Mindy. Liv waltz in making a huge amount of noise. It scares us all, everyone flinching.

"The killer—he's here." Liv cries.

"Why the fuck do you have blood on your hands?" Amber asks Liv. She looks down seeing blood.

"Holy shit." I mutter.

"Chad—"

"Chad?"

"He's stabbed! We have to help him!" Liv sobs.

"You're the killer." Richie mumbles.

"No!"

"Liv, stop."

"No! No—Chad—"

"Liv, just stop!"

"Fuck you, Amber, Im not the fucking killer!" Liv says through grit teeth.

"I know." Amber pulls something out of her pocket. Then I seen it. It was a gun. She shoots Liv in the head making her body go limp.

"Welcome to act three." Amber smiles pointing the gun at Sam.

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