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"He was... so pathetic," Sam said in response looking at Bailey, referring to Richie.
The man seemed taken aback, having expected her to cower at all three killers. "That's not true."
Sam nodded her head. "Yeah, your son, was a man-baby who made his girlfriend do all the killing."
Coralia truly thought they were bound to attack them at that point since they previously did over the littlest thing. It seemed their patience had thickened, or was nearly at a breaking point.
"He was a strong, virile young man!" Bailey defended.
"He was a limp dick little fuck who cried before I slit his throat." Sam mocked.
She was cut off before she could say anything more about Richie. "Shut the fuck up!" Quinn lunged at her but Tara swung the brick in her hand and hit her across the face, sending her to the ground. The girl spit out blood and teeth, making Coralia's stomach churn. A shot fired behind them, then another, and another. They all hit Bailey's chest. Kirby is responsible for them.
"Guys, come on!" Tara yelled, calling out to the pair, as she moved away. Sam hurried behind her but Coralia stood glued in place. "Go!" She yelled at the two of them.
Ethan had gotten distracted by Kirby, tackling her to the ground that he hadn't even noticed Coralia standing behind him with the knife in hand. He had already stabbed Kirby, but before he could take the knife out and do it again, Coralia stabbed him in the back.
He yelped in pain, jolting away from Kirby's body. Coralia looked down at Kirby, who nodded at her as if to tell her to go after him. Coralia moved towards Ethan, grabbing the knife from his back as he turned around looking up at her. He slithered away as she kept walking forwards, before she could completely reach him, he kicked her knee, sending her backward. He got up, grabbing the knife from Kirby's body and pushing her body away with his foot. Coralia felt a burning sensation on her knee, but she got up regardless, knife in hand as she breathed heavily.
"You don't have to die, you know. You could take our side. My side." Ethan spat out, pointing the knife at her.
"You're fucking crazy, Ethan!" She yelled, doing the same as he had, raising the knife and taking a step forward to threaten him.
Ethan sighed. "You were absolutely perfect for me, Cora. Maybe if your friends weren't such little cunts, we would've had a real chance. You know, we needed to start counting you guys off, that's why Anika died, but I knew you would jump right back in my arms after. All I had to was be there, tell you I would never hurt you and you were back." He tilted his head.
"She was your friend too!" Coralia scoffed. "Yeah, well. It was either you or her. And I will pick you every time." Ethan shrugged.
Coralia felt tears leap out of her eyes, shaking her head repeatedly. "Mindy was right. You were just using me to defend you. To protect you! Without me, the others would've easily believed it was you."
