𝐂𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍: 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒 𝐎𝐑 𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋 | A Fear Street Fanfiction

╼ CHAPTER THREE

CAUTION: KISS OR KILL
CHAPTER THREE: FOLLOWED BY DEATH
FEAR STREET 1994 — ACT 01.3

The very moment the bus halted, Toby quick jumped off not caring if his friends are following him. All that matters to him is to help his cousin. He follows the loud blaring noise of vehicle that was once chasing after them, now crashed deep down in the forest, the car hood is deliberately destroyed by the collision to a huge boulder causing for both headlights and taillights to flare, the trunk is popped open, and all the windshields shattered. Seeing the appearance of the car, made Toby realize how grave the damage they've did. However, the car's destroyed look wasn't the one that made him go pale but, it was the sight of his cousin, Sam, crawling out of the car, on the ground and panting. "Sam!" He instinctively screamed, rushing up to her, quickly aiding his wounded cousin.

"Fuck. Sam, can you hear me?" He asks as calmly as he could be. As panic as he is, Toby needs to stay calm. His eyes wandered around Sam's to see her state. "Are you okay? Oh fuck..." Toby can't help but to cussed out when he saw Sam's bloodied nose. She got scratches and wounds all over her body and her breathing rate is faster than normal.

Deena caught up to Toby and she quickly kneels next to him. She was as shock and as guilty and worried like Toby for her ex-girlfriend. "I'm so... I'm so sorry." These are the words that came out of Deena when she saw Sam's terrible state.

"Stay away from her, you bull dyke freak!" Peter uttered to them with his skull mask off. The sunnyvaler teen was bent towards the steering wheel, hardly moving all thanks to his bad position after the crash. Nonetheless, the group paid no mind to him.

Toby gently holds his cousin by her hands. Rubbing it in circular motion and trying his best to help Sam slow down her breathing. "Sam, it's me. I'm here. Deena and I are here."

However, it seems that Sam was a little bit out of it since Toby found him. "Did you... see?" Sam asked weakly, whilst breathing heavily as she's slowly catches her breath.

"What?" Deena furrows her eyebrows in confusion. There was an eerie silence and Toby looked around the area after Sam's seemingly random question.

Snap!

Someone stepped on a tree branch and it was both Kate and Simon walking towards the three.

Simon knelt down next to Deena. He was so  dazed in shock that it was so evident even under his green make up. "Oh shit!" He quietly exclaimed.

"Okay, we should not be down here." Kate told the group, standing behind Toby as she watches her friends huddle around Sam.

"Shut up and help me carry her!" Deena spoke roughly, preparing to carry Sam back to the top.

"We need to leave, like ten minutes ago." argued Kate, retaliating Deena with a sarcastic look.

"We have to clear her airway." Simon uttered, holding up his hand to Sam's nose. Toby swiftly pulls his hand away from his cousin, not wanting to cause her further pain than she's already feeling.

"Quit it!" Toby grits his teeth.

"Hey! I got this. Chill out." Simon told his friend. He calmly assures Toby that he knows what he's doing. Looking back to Sam, he reassures the wounded teen. "I got this."

"How many fingers am I holding up?" Raising up his three fingers in front of Sam.

"Three."

With a small smile, Simon shifts his attention back to the worried Toby and Deena. "See? She's fine." The two teens would've been so convinced if Sam's sudden vomit of blood to the three teens in front of her didn't said otherwise.