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chapter ten;

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[ second person pov ]

"shit!" danielle jumped, putting her free hand over her heart in fear. "is that you luke?" the costumed man, or girl, shook their head, tilting it to the side without a word. "oh, cute. what movie is this from? i spit on your garage?" she snorted, trying to get through the door, but he moved in front of her again, not letting her through.

"okay, come on lose the costume or evelyn will flip," she sighed, running a hand through her blonde hair. he shook his head and dani smirked. "oh, you wanna play psycho killer?" she teased.

he nodded his head, still looking at her.

"can i play the helpless victim?" she smirked, he nodded again. "alright, let's see. 'oh no! mr. ghostface don't kill me! i wanna be in the sequel!' okay, cut the scene casper, let me through."

he still doesn't let her through. "what the hell are you doing, luke?" he pulls a knife out from behind his back, and raises it above danielle's shoulder. he lashes it down, cutting through her shirt and her arm drips with blood.

"ow! quit! what the fuck!" she screeches, stepping back, tripping and falling backwards into a chair. he runs towards her with his knife still raised, blood dripping from the sharp tip.

she runs passed the fridge, opening the freezer and it smacks the killer in the face and they fall on the ground.

he starts to get up and she gets the beers from her arms and starts chucking them at the person on the ground. "fucker!" she yells. she tried the switch to the garage door again but it wouldn't open. she throws one last beer bottle at the killer and goes for the doggy door.

the killer gets up, seeing danielle struggling to get through the tiny door. they flip the switch to the big garage door, dani being void into the air, kicking and screaming. "ahh!" she screamed. "no! no! someone help me!"

she fearfully looked behind her and saw the top of the garage getting closer and closer by the second. she squeezed her eyes shut, letting out one last scream.

her body reaches the roof, being squished. she dies instantly, her neck breaking. she dangles lifelessly as blood drips from her mouth, and the cut on her arm, trickling down her freckled body. the killer stares at her, wiping her blood from the knife on his cloak. they walk back into the house, without any other movements.

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"happy curfew!" calum yells, chugging the last beer on the counter.

"nice party, cal." michael comes up, lighting a blunt. calum finishes the beer, grabbing the blunt from the blue-haired boy.

"thanks," he turns and sees evelyn, walking around, looking for something. "hey eve!" he waves, taking another hit of the blunt, passing it back to michael. "haven't seen you around mike." he puts a hand on the pale boy's shoulder.

"um, where's danielle?" evelyn asks, looking at calum.

ignoring her, michael replies to calum. "yeah, i've been out, y'know." he shrugged, taking a few drags of the weed before putting it out in a nearby ashtray.

"hello? seriously where is dani?" evelyn was getting fed up with everyone's shit and all she wanted to do was find danielle and just leave.

"boo!" ashton comes up behind everyone.

"oh! hey ashton." evelyn smiles, turning to face the sandy haired boy.

"mm, ashton? what're you doing here?" calum asks.

"i was hoping i could talk to evelyn alone." he replies, rubbing the back of his neck.

evelyn chuckles. "you do know, if dani sees you she'll draw blood."

"you know," calum mimics evelyn. "you two can go up to my parents' bedroom and talk, or whatever."

"subtlety, calum. you should look it up." ashton says. he sees michael, waving at him before the blue-haired boy walked into the living room, locking lips with a random drunk girl.

"no, really. it's okay, we do need to talk." evelyn assures them.

ashton smacks calum upside the head. "oh! ouch!" he rubs his throbbing head. ashton and evelyn, walk upstairs without another word.

"oh, what's leatherface doing here?" luke jokes, taking a swig of beer as he entered the kitchen with calum.

"ha-ha, cute. he came to makeup." calum says.

"well, have fun, and i'm going to go talk with mikey. it's been awhile." he shrugged, walking back to the living room.

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"so, um. i've been really selfish and i wanted to apologize." ashton says, to evelyn, sitting on the bed.

"no, no ashton. i'm the one who has been self-absorbed in my ptsd and i am so sorry." she looks at him, her voice cracking.

"yeah, but you lost your mom! it makes more sense than my side of the story." he looks over to the side, not wanting to make eye-contact with his, sorta, girlfriend.

"yeah i know but you were right. enough is enough and i need to stop wallowing myself in the grief process, expecting her to magically appear one day." evelyn sighed, sitting next to him on the bed.

"its almost like jodie foster in silence of the lambs when she always has flashbacks of her dead father." ashton looked up at evelyn.

"but this is life. my life, not a movie." she points out.

"sure it is, eve. it's all, it's all just one big movie, y'know? you just can't pick your genre." he shrugs.

"why can't i be in a meg ryan movie, or even a good porno." she looked at ashton after saying the last part.

"what?" he gives her a confused look.

"you heard me." she stares him in the eyes, biting her lip softly.

"are you sure?" he asks, adjusting his position on the bed so he was facing her properly.

"yeah, i think so." she nodded, leaning into him.

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here's a cute gif of dani since i killed her off :/

please share, because i'm so proud of myself for making the chapters sort of long and i just really like the way this story is turning out :-)

ily all please vote if you're enjoying !

-luna

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