Heathers: The Chansaw Edition

Big Kiss

That goddamn bracelet. Where is it from? I asked myself.

I was sitting in my car, just outside a Remington party. I reached for the pocket of my red blazer laying in the passenger seat and pulled out Veronica's gift from some boy.

I twirled it around in my fingers, contemplating where it had come from. After a few more moments, I placed it back in the pocket and got out of my car.

I fucking hate these parties. I thought to myself as I entered the frat house. I looked around and spotted Heather Duke by the makeshift bar and headed towards her.

"How's the party, Heather?" I asked.

"It sucks. Honestly Heather, why are we here? Heather is still not okay after the party a few weeks ago. We should be with her." She grumbled to me.

I knew that she was right. I didn't even know why I was here. I could've set up a night with the Heathers and hung out with Veronica. But I was here for a reason. Popularity.

"Okay. You know I need to do something first though, Heather. Give me some of that drink. I need to be plenty drunk first."

Heather handed me a cup full of something and I downed it quickly. I motioned for another one and drank that one too. Then, I sat down and waited for the alcohol to take effect. As I was waiting, Heather decided to talk with me.

"Heather, do you really have to do this?" She asked.

I looked up to her and shrugged my shoulders. Answering with, "I don't know. All I know is that hanging out with college students gives us status and in order to keep coming here, I have to give David a 'favor'."

We both shuddered at my last comment. It never was just a 'favor' either. Never just a one-time deal. After a few more minutes of waiting, I noticed that a good buzz had come on. I took a deep breath and stood up.

I moved around, looking for David and found him on a couch in what was usually a living room. He noticed my approach and a creepy smile grew on his face. I closed my eyes briefly and forced a smile onto my face. I stepped confidently towards him and he stood up.

"Hey, there. You're looking so good tonight. Let's get to an empty room." He said into my ear. I tensed up at his closeness and suppressed a gag at his stinking breath.

He placed his hand on the small of my back and led me to a room down the hall. When he closed the door, I heard the distinct click of a lock. This meant that I wouldn't be able to leave until the job was done. I took another deep breath and turned to him.

"Well, let's get this done with." I said as I moved towards him.

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On my way back home, I felt myself cracking. I looked to my clock in the dash and found that it was 12:30 am. Will she even be awake? I asked myself as I pulled up to Veronica's house.

After putting my car into park, I pulled my keys out of the ignition. I looked back to the blazer and pulled out the bracelet again. Holding in my hands, I stared up at Veronica's window. The light was still on and I hoped that meant she was still conscious.

I needed someone to talk to now more than ever. I didn't want to stress out McNamara more and Duke was like me, hard to talk to. This left Veronica and for some reason, thoughts of her came up first anyways.

My gaze focused back on the bracelet and I gripped it tightly in my hand. I got out of the car and moved towards the side of the house where Veronica's window was. I located a few pebbles from the ground and lightly threw them at the window. I missed a bunch of times but I was able to get a few to hit the window.