The Terrible Night With My Friends

Chapter 5

7:43 pm
"AHHH WHAT THE FRICK" yells Harper as she turns to Claire. "GIVE ME THE FUCKING CROSS" yells Claire as she grabs the cross from Harper and extends her arms forward, pointing it at blister covered Paisley.
Paisley continues to break down the door, screaming loudly, the robotic tones lingering in her voice.
"CLAIRE DO SOMETHING" yells Harper into Claires ear. "I AM" Claire yells back, arms extended, cross in hand.
Paisley finally makes a hole big enough for her to enter the room, and thats what she does. She enters slowly, one foot after another, her body still sore from the last jesus session.
"DO IT HARPER!" Claire yells, extended her arms out as far as she can.
'God is our refuge and strength, an ever-present help in trouble- um" she stutters "Therefore we will not fear, though the - um" Harper stutters out.
"DID YOU REALLY JUST FORGET?" Claire yells
"Its been a while" Harper says, still deep in thought, trying to remember the verse.
"YOU SAID THEM THIRTY SECONDS AGO" yells Claire
"Oh little girls" says demon Paisley with her robotic voice. "Your jesus words can't help you now"
Paisleys bones start to crack and her legs grow longer, her arms longer, her tiny frame into a cosmic enormous frame.
"Holy shit" Claire whispers
Suddenly, Harper grabs Claires small wrist and drags her to the window. "Jump, or I push you" Harper says to her. Claire lifts herself to the window ceil, takes a deep breath, and jumps. Harper goes after, closing the window behind her.
   Paisley looks at the panicked girls put the window and smiles.
"Lets go!" Harper says gesturing to the neighbors house "Lets go!"
"No" says Claire looking up at the window "We will die"
"what" Harper says, looking at Claire in disbelief
"She said it" Claire says, turning to Harper "The only way to survive is to survive the night"
Harper tilts back her head and pushes back her blonde wavy hair out of stress. "whats wrong" asks Claire, confused. "Im scared because you're right" says Harper as she takes off her salmon colored heels.
"don't you think you'll need shoes?" says Claire with one eyebrow up. "Heels are loud" responds Harper "and we might need weapons". she hands Claire a heel.
Claire accepts.
"any ideas" says Claire as she lowers herself to sit on the grass.
Harper hands her a scrunchie. Claire takes it and starts playing with it.
"why?" asks Claire as she stretches it out.
"Put your hair up" says Harper as she flips her hair upside down "Specifically in a bun". Her speech is slightly muffled due to the vast amount of hair she has.
"why?" asks Claire, still on the green grass, stretching the scrunchie.
"So she can't grab at your hair!" says Harper, slightly annoyed as she finishes her last loop.
"Fine" says Claire and she lifts herself off the ground, leaving the cross and the high heel on the grass next to her.
She ties up her black, shoulder length, curly hair in a bun pretty easy, while Harper stands next to her, arms crossed.
Claire picks up her high heel and cross off the ground quickly. "Now what" she says while aggressively throwing her hands up.
"We find a bible and we get that thing out of her." says Harper as she makes her way to the backyard. Claire rolls her eyes and follows behind her.
"Wait!" says Claire as they pass by Harpers shed "don't y'all keep guns in that shed?" she says while pointing to the shed.
Harper smirks and speed walks to the shed.
The both enter the shed, excited and nervous all at once.
Harper throws Claire a shotgun and Claire misses the catch, due to the fact her hands are full. Her stuff clatters to the ground.
"Harper?" Claire says giggling "Did you forget? My hands are full." Harper raises her pointer finger and nods
   Harper starts digging through a bucket underneath one of the table tops in the shed.
   She tosses a dirty backpack at Claire.
   "Happy now?" She says, raising both her hands up. "Yes! I actually am" Claire responds as she packs her high heel, cross, and shotgun.
   "Hey!" Harper says in a fake excited voice "now you can hold this!". She tosses a pistol to Claire.
   Claire catches it this time
   "Do you have a gun?" Claire asks as she puts the grungy backpack on. "Yes!" Harper says while she twirls a pistol. "I also have a backpack full of guns and ammo" she says while she twirls around to show her dirty backpack.
   "You ready to murder this bitch" Says Harper as she cocks her gun.
   "Yes?" responds Claire, mostly confused.
   "Ahh! So you want Paisley dead?" Says a robotic toned voice from the corner of the shed.
   The girls turn their heads quickly to see demonic Paisley standing in the corner of the shed. The girls make eye contact. They know what's next.
   "So you figured out my game?" Paisley says
   Claire reaches for the side of her backpack.
   "You know y'all will never make it?" Paisley says
   Claire can feel the tip of the cross touching her pointer finger.
   "You are definite to lose. I'm gonna win. And you will all be dead" Paisley says, robotic tones lingering like clouds in her voice.
   Claire raises the cross and shoves it in Paisleys face.
   "God hates you! Yeah I said it! God god god! God god god! Jesus Jesus Jesus and Jesus! DIE. GOD WANTS YOU DEAD"  Claire says at the top of her lungs.
   Paisleys red tinted skin starts to burn again, blisters and smoke joining the party.
   Harper smiles and laughs.
   And then Harper figures out she's being useless.
   She runs over to Claire's backpack and grabs the salmon colored heel.
   She stabs demonic Paisley in the eye while yelling "GO BACK TO HELL YOU THOT", not to mention, Claire is still yelling "JESUS GOD JESUS GOD JESUS MORE JESUS THEY HATE YOU". Blue liquid sprays both of them in the face as the heel enters the eye and Paisley screams a loud scream.
   Then Paisley disappears.
    "How many times are we gonna have to do that?" Claire asks, half out of breath.
   "Til sunrise" Harper says and shrugs, also out of breath.