Murder and Mutilation (Jeff the Killer Fanfic)

1. Burning

Kitty

"You want to try that again?! Huh?!"

A fist flew toward my head and I was nimble enough to duck, lunging instead and sending the girl in front of me careening toward the concrete while I straddled her hips, my fingers wrapping tightly in her dark hair and holding her head up so I could hit her again. My knuckles stung as she spat at me, blood in her mouth and a black eye already swelling before someone finally dragged me off of her. Hands wrapped around my arms and hauled me away, my middle fingers in the air as one of her friends helped her to her feet.

"Kathryn Snow this is the last straw!"

I'd been hauled off to the principal's office, a middle-aged man sitting behind the desk while a short, fat pig of a woman scolded me. He seemed like he'd already been dealing with her screeching for hours today so he finally waved her and the security guard away before leveling a tired gaze with me.

"Watch the footage," I instantly pointed toward the camera in the hall behind me, "she just cornered me in the courtyard and came swinging like a bat out of hell—!"

"Easy, Kathryn," he held a hand up to pause my pleas, "just start from the top, what happened?"

"I'm walking out to my car to y'know, leave," I gestured madly about as I spoke, "and all of a sudden she comes screaming from the building about sleeping with her boyfriend—" he rolled his eyes at that point, "exactly! That was my exact reaction. I told Kara that I hadn't touched him and she just jumped."

"Your friends can confirm this?"

"Half the school can," my voice was exasperated as I heaved, "Mr. Golding you've got to watch the tapes, please."

"I'll take a look, you can go home but I'll probably be calling your parents with the plan for disciplinary action—"

"Disciplinary action?" My eyes widened as I gripped the armrest. "You mean I'm being suspended for this?! For defending myself?"

"Kathryn, you have two strikes on your record already," Mr. Golding explained, "you'll be lucky if this doesn't get you expelled."

My breath caught in my chest and my face began to tingle with a slow-burning rage that lingered as I mulled over his words. I didn't wait a second longer before I grabbed my bag and left, slamming the office door closed behind me before I stalked down the hall with the burning of everyone's eyes following me. Out of habit I scanned the nurses office as I passed by and I caught Kara sitting on the other side as the nurse tended to her wounds. I choked back the urge to shout at the top of my lungs and instead stormed out into the courtyard again to see the crowd already dispersed.

"Kitty!"

The sound of a familiar voice distracted me from my anger and I found my friends waiting for me by the side of the parking lot, Jules' hand shooting into the air as she waved. Thomas was beside her, leaned back with his hands in his hoodie pocket and straightening up as I greeted them. Jules took a moment to look over my face like a worried mother before she grinned and high-fived me.

"I'm pretty sure she spat out a tooth," she snickered, "what'd Officer Dickwad say?"

"Apparently this might be my third strike," I huffed as I dug a pack of cigarettes out of my bag and popped open my zippo, "wouldn't it be my luck I'd get expelled a month before we graduate?"

"Considering how bad your luck tends to be, I hate to agree." Thomas took the cigarette as I passed it to him, our feet wandering to the black Jeep in the lot as I unlocked it. "Dude fuck that bitch. She had Ashley and Lisa all over her like she was a sick puppy."