Sinisterly Limerenced

11. Mistakes Are Incidents

10 PM

Blair had just finished brushing her teeth and she left the bathroom and walked past Ali's room but then paused when she heads her talking. She opened the door and saw Ali laying down talking to someone on Blair's telephone. "Get out" "what the hell are you doing? That's mine...!" Blair whisper yelled as she ran over to her and snatched the telephone and unplugged it. "I wasn't done with that...!" Ali whisper yelled. "Okay?? I don't care, it's mine...!" Blair whisper yelled back. "Is that how you get ahold of your boy-" "shut up, Ali" Blair cut her off as she shut her bedroom door and went into her room and shut the door.

"MOM!" Ali yelled to go snitch on Blair. "Brat," Blair rolled her eyes and layed down on her bed and went to sleep.

An Hour Later, 11 PM, With Brittany

Brittany was in her room and she danced around to the music that was playing on her boombox cassette player. "She's a maniac, maniac, I sure know
And she's dancing like she's never danced before
She's a maniac, maniac, I sure know
And she's dancing like she's never danced before" she sang. The telephone then rang and she paused the music to go answer it. "Nobody's here" she answered. "It's Danielle" "oh, hey, what's up?" "Nothing, I just wanted to let you know that Julie called me up and told me that the dumb ass new girl apparently tried becoming her friend earlier"

Brittany layed on her bed and laughed. "You know why she probably tried being her friend? I think it's because she just moved her big moppy curls out the way and noticed that they both are loners and thought "oh, look! A free friend! One that's just like me, a nobody!" Brittany said making Danielle laugh. "I still can't believe that miss ginger thought we were so into being a trio, whoever the fuck said we needed a shy weird little bitch" Danielle said. "You minus well just get rid of her number and we'll tell her at school tomorrow that we don't need her because she's just like Blair and her little campers"

"I can already picture what she's gonna look like when she cries again, did you see how she looked yesterday?" "Don't remind me, she looked like a total grandma, the way she looked wrinkly while crying" "how about a grandma baby?" "Yes! That's a good one," they both laughed. "Blair can probably do the janitor's job and mop the floor with that hair" "or she can fit baby birds in it, it's a whole entire birds nest" "I bet you she uses it as a pillow" "she probably doesn't even have a bed" Danielle laughed. "Oh, did she get you out of detention?" "Not yet, but if she doesn't do it by tomorrow, I'm gonna kill her, has she helped you get Ian yet?"

"No, Jennifer's ass is still with him" "gross, I think you'd look better holding his hand" "and I think you'd look better holding Seth's hand" "I seriously want him back but that slut Christine, is still fucking him" "someone needs to kick her ass, the only time I felt bad for Julie was for what they did to her last year" "shit, I know, that was so bad" they both went silent before they bursted out laughing. "But you gotta admit, it was kinda funny!" "I know!"

They continued laughing until a loud noise occurred downstairs startling Brittany big time. She turned her head and it went quiet. "What was that?!" "You heard that, too?" "Yeah, that was loud!" "Hold on- mom! Dad!" No response. She looked out her bedroom window and saw that their car still wasn't in the driveway. She looked over at the clock on her nightstand, they were suppose to be home by now. She furrowed her eyebrows and turned back around. "I'll call you back, okay?" "Okay, bye" Brittany hung up and placed the telephone back in its place and she opened her bedroom door and walked out.

She looked down at the stairs but nobody was there. "Hello??" She said but no response. She went down the stairs and saw that her living room was damaged. The couch was flipped over onto the glass coffee table and it was completely shattered and broken. Her eyes widened at the sight of it and she started to get scared and she ran into the kitchen to go call the police on the house telephone but then she saw that the backdoor was left opened completely. Her eyes widened even more and she quickly closed the door and locked it and picked up the telephone and started dialing 911.

"911, what's your emergency?" Before she could talk, a person wearing a skull mask in a baggy skeleton costume and the hood was up, with a bread slicer knife, came out from the corner of her fridge and charged at Brittany by stabbing her in the back. She screamed and dropped the telephone and fell to the ground. She turned and saw the person dressed in a skull mask walk towards her as she started crawling. "Hello?!" The dispatcher said. "HELP!" Brittany screamed as she got up and ran up the stairs with the person chasing after her.

She ran into her room and she tripped over her boombox cassette player and she fell and hit her head across her bed. She screamed in pain and the person grabbed a leg of hers and she used the other leg to kick their thigh. They fell over and held their thigh in pain and Brittany got up and tried to run past them but they grabbed her foot making her fall. They got back up and pull out their knife again but her kicking was making it impossible for her to stay down, so they stomped on her back where the stab wound was.

She screamed loudly and cried in pain. "STOP...PLEASE..." she cried. They kept their foot on her back but then slid it off and they grabbed her by the back of her hair and dragged her to the window. She continued kicking and so the killer pulled out their knife and started stabbing her repeatedly on the back. She screamed less and cried harder as she tried crawling away but the killer picked her up as blood came rushing out her back and they got ready to throw her. "WAIT, NO, PLEASE!-" The killer threw her body out the window making it shatter and she went flying past her roof and she screamed until she died by her body going through the fence.

The killer stared out the window at Brittany's body without regret or sorrow.