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"What did you do to them?" I asked, trying my best to keep my eyes off of what used to be my friends. Each one of their faces told a different story. Pain, terror, anger all rolled into one. It hurt me to see them like that. 

"I'm glad you asked that, Josh." She said as she grabbed the disc on the makeshift coffee table. "We decided you might want to see it, so we recorded it. And you're going to watch every second of it. If you don't, we're going to kill TJ, and then Craig." She said. 

Tears were already rolling freely down my face as she popped the dvd in the player and hit play. "Too bad we don't have popcorn boys." She said, causing laughter from the other two men. 

"Hello Chris." She said, the camera panning in on Chris' face. 

"What the fuck do you think you're doing? Why are you doing this to us?" He yelled. 

Trina laughed, slapping Chris across his face. "We're making the world a better place, one freak at a time." 

"what the hell is that supposed to mean?" Chris asked.

"One by one, no matter how long it takes we're going to kill everyone like you." She said, running the blade of a knife across Chris' neck.

I could see he was scared, although he did good at hiding it. He swallowed hard, shutting his eyes, knowing at any minute she could push that blade down and he would die. 

"How does that make you feel?" She asked, leaning down to his ear. 

"You don't have to do this." Chris started, "Really. You can let us all go and we'll walk out of here and no one will ever know what happened here. I promise." 

She shook her head. "No. We're not worried about getting caught. We have a job to do, and we're not going to stop until it's complete. Don't worry, all your friends in there will have their turn. I promise." 

Chris let his head fall forward, shoulders shaking with the sobs. Chris was crying. Chris never cried. 

"No sense in crying now." She said as she grabbed him by the hair and jerked his head up. "You're all going to die no matter what." 

"Please, don't hurt Ricky. Okay? You can do whatever you want to me, just please leave him alone. He's scared and I love...." His voice trailed off and I could see the anger in her eyes growing with each word Chris spoke.

"So, not only are you a freak, but you're also a faggot? Yes, we are doing the right thing here. The less gays we have in this world, the better. 

I knew something was about to happen when she stepped back and looked at Chris, smirking. "It's time." She said as she slid the knife across his neck, blood pouring from the cut. 

"Bring Ricky in here. Let him see his man die." She laughed. 

Just then, one of the men shoved Ricky in the room. "Chris?!" He shouted. "Chris!" 

"See, I was nice enough to let you be with him in his final moments." Trina said. 

I wasn't sure how much more of this I could take. This was only the first death. I had three more to go. 

They tossed Ricky in the chair next to Chris' body. He shook his head, tears falling from his eyes. 

"Want us to take him out now?" One of the men asked. 

She shook her head as she looked at Ricky. "No, leave him. I'm sure Ricky wants to be with his man as long as he can. Right, Ricky?" She asked.

Ricky shook his head. "Please. I can't stand seeing him like that. Please. It hurts me."

Trina laughed. "Well, in that case we'll leave him where he is." She said, smirking as she watched them tie Ricky to the chair, pulling him closer to Chris. 

"How long had you and Chris been together?" She asked. 

"2 years.." He said softly. 

"Aww, isn't that just horrible. Well, I do have some good news." She started "You'll be with him again before you know it." 

Ricky shook his head, looking over at her "Why are you doing this? What have we done to you that's so horrible? We don't even know you." 

"You're alive." She said. "Look at the way you dress, the songs you sing, and the fact you were with a man, that's enough right there. We're doing away with all the freaks and gays of the world. We're making it a better place." She said. I think she'd gotten so used to lying she was starting to believe the lies herself. 

"We haven't done anything to warrant you doing this to us. We're good people. We don't deserve this!" Ricky yelled.

"Like I said, one by one the world will be a better place. Now, listen, it's nothing personal. There have been those before you and there will be those after you. Trust me. But, sooner or later everyone who is like you will be gone." 

Ricky swallowed hard, taking in a shaky breath "Just kill me." He began. "You've already took away the love of my life. The one person I loved more than life itself. So, what the hell are you waiting for? I'm begging you. Kill me." He cried. 

She nodded and grabbed her gun, aiming it for Ricky's head. 

Ricky closed his eyes and I saw him mouth the words "I'm coming, Chris" Before Trina fired the gun, hitting Ricky in the head. 

Ricky's body fell over slightly, resting against Chris. 

"Two down, two to go." She said with a smile. 

"Bring me Devin." 


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