We stand there, unsure of what’s about to happen. The asshole pulls the knife away from Ellie’s neck and we let out a small sigh of relief, only for our eyes to go wide as the scene unfolds.
“I don’t think so.” The blade reappears on Ellie’s neck, sliding across her delicate skin, blood gushing as she falls to the ground, gurgling.
This can’t be happening.
“I could end the other two just as quickly. The three of you as well. Did you really think that your activities go unnoticed? That no one with half a brain could put together the pieces and track it back to you, your families?”
“What do you get out of this? You just killed someone, so you’re no better!” I proclaim, groping the machete, aching to go to war. But we need to be careful. This fucker has been ahead of us all night and we need to know what evidence has been uncovered of our crimes.
A laugh rings out just as the fucker reaches up and pulls the mask off.
What. The. Fuck?
“You, but why? How?” comes out in shock.
16
Unknown Unmasked
Seeing thewhat the fucklooks on their faces was priceless as I took off my mask. None of them ever expected it would be me fucking up their night. Their fucking tradition.
My blood’s pumping with pure euphoria. I ruined something so precious to them, just like they ruined my life.
Well, not them exactly. Their fathers. But this game, this night of theirs, was the only thing they held dear to their hearts. The perfect way to get back at their parents is by crushing them in the best way. Ending the bitch’s life was just icing on the cake for me. The other two, well, their end will be coming shortly. But I’ll let them hear what I have to say, maybe I’ll even toy with their heartstrings a little and let them think they’ll survive.
They won’t. It is Friday the thirteenth, by the way, and the only person who ever lives in those stupid ass movies is the obligatory virgin. Which they definitely aren’t.
“This is some sick joke,” Hals blurts and I laugh.
“Is it? Why’s that? Am I not what you expected?” My voice grows angrier with their disbelief. I step over Ellie’s body, giving it a nice kick before I do. She doesn’t feel it. All life has drained from her. Good riddance to the cunt.
Next up, Allie. I kneel at her side, taking hold of her head, running the blade of my knife down the length of her face. They haven’t moved, still in shock at the revelation that’s just unfolded before them.
“Don’t!” Jensen yells, like I would listen. The time of bowing to them is gone. All masks are off now.
I fist more of her hair around my hand, giving it a good tug as she cries, the sound muffled by the gag in her mouth.
“I don’t think so. Keep pushing me and the fun will be over quicker than you can count to ten.”
“Why, Hilary? What the fuck? When did you turn into this… this person?” Hals asks, his brows furrowed.
“I was good, huh? I could make millions with my acting skills, had all three of you fucking eating out of my hands, believing everything. Even that I’d never had my pussy eaten. But I admit, Hals, you’re a fucking pro.” With a sly wink at him, I glide the knife blade down her face again, creating a matching parallel wound. She squirms underneath me, only causing me to enjoy it more.
I love it when they fight.
It wasn’t as enjoyable ending the lives of Philip and Dylan. I didn’t get the thrill from a hunt since they were so nicely wrapped up for me.
“Why? Can you fucking explain what the hell’s going on before I go ballistic? You’re creating a fucking headache for us that we have to deal with, so I’d like to at least know why.” Jensen puffs his chest out as he narrows his eyes and flattens his lips together. Like I really give a fuck about how he feels.
“Not that you deserve it, but I’ll explain. It all started twenty-two years ago. Interestingly enough, on a Friday. The thirteenth, to be more specific.” It’s cute when their eyes go wide, and they realize where this is going.
“How—”
I wave my finger at them. “Tsk tsk. It’s not polite to interrupt. You wanted to know why I’m doing all this, and I’m being gracious enough to explain.”
Gripping Allie’s hair tighter, I drag her body closer to Jenny, not wanting her to feel excluded from the fun. Pulling my foot back, I kick her square in the face, taking joy in seeing her tooth go flying and the blood gushing from her mouth.
The guys clench their hands. They want to rush me, tackle me to the ground and commit all the vile acts they had planned for me. But they don’t. I know they’ve been questioning their fathers’ control of this night. I knew going in they’d be more interested in my story than seeking to restrain me.