Her

Shelli and Shelly

With Shelli out of the room all the probabilities lay to me. So following the plan, Mr Levi saw dead Jennifer and Shelli responded with a text reading, "EVACUATED TO PLAYGROUND." I was still in his slimy clutches and he began the nightmare. He plunged into me; over and over and over and over! He grew weary very quickly. Once released I pulled together the pieces of my heart and scampered to the back.

Mr Chubracabra lurched like a shadow waiting to devour us- whole! He said boldly in a voice unlike what we'd previously heard from his toxic tongue, something bold, dangerous-deadly, "You! Come here. NOW!" he called forth another. Cherry, he took her, the thrusts took her down and she couldn't bear the pain. Then he called Samantha, and took her; thrusting into her and out, he made noises like a child, we were children in his eyes- young, raw, vulnerable. Then Zailey.

Zailey came forwards and Derek didn't like. Not one bit. Because, you see, Derek loved Zailey. He watched her about to lose everything, and like an idiot he couldn't stop himself. In rage and love attacked Mr Chubracabra. With him off Zailey, Derek pulled her close and let a gift shiver down her, a silent ecstasy. A kiss. Their lips locked in a lock of true love. They embraced and we forgot the danger. We all saw and in the one second we weren't looking, Mr Chubracabra pulled the knife out again. He pushed it into Derek's back and in this we knew where the tip was. He came cold like Jennifer. Zailey whispered into the room, "He sacrificed himself for me."

Connor pulled the body back to the edge of the room. Zailey was alone in a corner, vulnerable. But he went for Aurelia and Lisa. Zailey had just lost her love and in her state of mind was-- insane. She took the knife into her heart and it broke, all over again.

Shelly couldn't bear the pain of loss again, and Mr Chubracabra made it a mission to have her. Aaliyah pushed her out the way and Verity took her far back. He griped Aaliyah tight and the only idea I had was not going well. She fought and squirmed her way out of his hands with a slash on her hip to prove it. Uhhh! His groan was mere proof of Aaliyah's swift kick on his balls. Shelly made it to the window. He pulled out a lighter. In the flame it danced orange, on Shelly it was red like anger. And fear.

He carved something onto Shelly's back but none of us could see what. Suddenly the knife slipped and it cracked the window, almost breaking it. She punched and punched as he pushed and pushed into her. Finally the window broke fully and he wanted no more.

                                  No!" we cried. He laughed. Shelly fell to the street.