Our Beginning | Mickey Altieri

Chapter Fifty-Seven

"Sidney!"

I whack the killer by his gut with the cane held tightly by both my hands to which the knife slit a bit of my arm, causing me to cry slightly.

"Y/n!" She finally came up to me.

"Let's get the fuck out of here. Now!"

—

We finally arrived at the Delta Zeta front porch. Sid and I bang on the door, screaming for someone to let us in.

"Do you hear that?" I ask her.
"It's music," she said.

"Shit! It's another fucking Sig Ep party!" I yelled. I can't believe they threw another one. She didn't waste any time and moved along the wraparound porch as she took me along. And we both heard another noise. It sounds like whimpering. We turn only to find both Lois and Murphy.

I limped over to Murphy on the ground. "Murphy! We need to call the police!" She opens her eyes and just giggles. "Fuck! She's drunk!"

"So is Lois," she told me. "But she's in worse shape."

"The back door!" I thought, and took her hand to drag her.

—

"Fucking door is locked!" She yelled. I only groaned for a while then screamed with anger, beating the door with the cane I still held tightly but not with force. With both my hands injured, I barely have strength in the two.

I turned away only to spot a big tree...

With a body.

"Oh my god," I whisper. Sid takes her attention towards me. I point my finger to a body lying on the ground. Curled up, knees to chest, and an arm chained to the tree. Sid approaches and I follow along to make sure if they're still alive. Looking closer, I realize that it's Mickey.

"Mick? Mickey?"

I held my tears, hoping he's still alive as I saw him motionless.
"Oh god, no, Mick..." I kneel over to this body, almost touching his cheek until he bolted up, causing me to flinch and fall back.

"Oh my god. Y/n?"

I tackle him in for a hug as I cried for a short amount of time. "Jesus Christ, I thought I lost you." He pulled me closer with his arm, pressing his lips on my head. "What the hell happened?"

"Sig Ep found me." He perks up, looking at Sid? "If Sid's here with you, where's Hallie? And Reggie?"

"Hallie said she was going to help you get off this tree. Joel, Reg, and Ryan left the dorm to find you."

"Reggie was there too?" I look back at Sid. She nods. If Reggie and the rest are not here, then...
"No..." More tears form. "No, no, not Reggie!" I want to break down, but I'm not going to waste my time to get the three of us killed. I wiped off the remaining tears, running towards the shed.

"Y/n! Wait!" Mickey shouted. I grab a shovel, tossing it to Sid once I came back. Already knowing what to do, she lifts the shovel and brings it down directly on the lock. It bends but somewhat stays in tact.

"Sid, it bent. Do it again," as she nods, she does it one more time. Continuing until she stopped when the three of us heard a noise. I told her to continue and turned around, looking up. Above, revealed a silhouette of a figure. Fabric dangles from below. And the body slid down.

The killer.

"SIDNEY, WATCH OUT!"

As Mickey yelled, Sid turns around, swinging the shovel at the Ghost, causing him to fly during his mid-section.