Don't Trust Serial Killers
My first attempt, but if it doesnt belong here just let me know.
“Oh, my God. Can you believe he just did that?”
Jen fell back, laughing. She stared at her friend, trying to hold back another fit of giggles. Her sleepover had finally come! She stared at Chelsea, trying to decide what to do.
“Hey, Chels. How ‘bout we scare Crystal when she comes over? I got a few Freddy and Jason stuff in my closet.”
Chelsea nodded, grinning. What could be more fun than a Freddy Krueger sleepover?
“Sure. Oh, don’t forget about the boys down the street. You know how paranoid they get when they watch Freddy VS. Jason.”
“Hell yeah! Remember last year when we scared them with my Freddy Krueger attire? They couldn’t sleep for days!”
The girls burst into a new fit of giggles and Jen finally stood up.
“I’m gonna go get the stuff, okay?” She said, walking off.
Chelsea watched her leave and turned back to the movie. Jen had invited her to a sleepover, hoping to scare the boys. She laid back and watched as Freddy stalked Kia in the woods.
“Hey, Jen! Freddy’s going to make a kill! You better hurr-SHIT!!” She screamed and fell off the bed. ‘Freddy’ drew back, giggling.
Jen fell to the floor, laughing.
“Oh, my God! You should’ve seen your face!!”
Chelsea peered over the bed, staring closely. Her friend was dressed up exactly like Freddy, clawed glove and everything.
“Damn girl, you scared the shit out of me. Don’t do that!” She yelled, grabbing a pillow.
Jen grinned and grabbed another. They were about to collide when the doorbell rang. Chelsea ran down the stairs and opened the door. Crystal stared back.
“Oh, hey Crystal. We were about to get to the good part. C’mon in.” She said, leading her friend up the stairs.
Crystal looked around Jen’s room. It was covered in Freddy and Jason posters, backgrounds, and pictures. Throwing her stuff on the bed, Crystal sat down and laid back.
“Say, where’s Jen?”
Chelsea hid a smile and looked away.
“I don’t know. She was here a minute ago. Let me check downstairs.” She said, leaving the room. Chelsea raced into the hall and opened the closet door, revealing ‘Freddy’. “She upstairs.”
‘Freddy’ nodded and pulled off the mask. Jen sighed; she was hoping to have given her a scare.
They trudged upstairs and sat on the bed. All crowded together so they could hear.
“Ok, guys, here’s the deal. I called up a few friends and they said they’d be able to make it. Now, they’re going to be dressed up as well so don’t go having a hissy fit. We’ll go down to the house and three of us will go in. The other two will stay out of sight until the right moment and then we’ll scare them. Got it?”
Crystal and Chelsea nodded.
“Uh, who are your friends?” Chelsea asked, her head cocked.
Jen grinned. “They’ll be here shortly.”
James threw a pillow at the TV, bored. Jeremy stared at it as Dustin scribbled on his notebook.
“Look at those idiots. Don’t they know Jason will always get them in the end?” James threw another pillow at the screen.
Jeremy and Dustin looked at each other, annoyed. Did James have to complain about everything?
“Dude, let’s go downstairs for a while. Get some snacks.” Dustin said, getting up.
The boys agreed and they headed downstairs, in time to hear a knock on the door. James sighed and answered it.
Chelsea, Jen, and Crystal grinned and let themselves in.
“Nice place, James. Needs redecorating.” Jen said, pushing past him. Chelsea had a slightly nervous look on her face as Crystal stepped past.
Dustin looked delighted, as did Jeremy.
“What’re you girls doing here?” Dustin asked, a grin spreading over his face.
Chelsea waved her hand casually. “Just coming to watch a movie with you boys.”
Jeremy glanced at James and he shrugged. He didn’t know the girls were coming over.
Dustin started to get edgy as Chelsea passed him, glancing at him. He grinned and followed her.
Crystal and Jen stood in the doorway, glancing at each other. Jeremy stood back as the girls stepped in, allowing them in farther. Jen kept rubbing her right hand and Crystal kept looking around. Chelsea stepped back against the wall, preparing herself.
Freddy and Jason leapt into the doorway and the boys screamed. They took off down the hall with the killers in hot pursuit and left the girls behind.
Chelsea looked over at her friends. “Nice job guys, you did a great job.”
‘Jen’ smiled, if not a bit too wide, and pulled off the costume, along with ‘Crystal’.
Chelsea started backing away, knowing what was coming.
“We don’t work for free, *****.” Freddy drawled, revealing himself. He slipped his glove back on and flexed the blades.
Jason stood up to his full height and stared down at her, pulling out the machete.
“OH, MY GOD!!! AAAAH!!” Chelsea screamed, taking off down the hall.
Freddy followed eagerly, disappearing into the shadows. Jason stood there, unmoving. Then he began his slow pace after them.
“Run, man, run!! They’re still behind us!!” Dustin shoved James harder, knocking him into Jeremy. The boys turned the corner...and ran headfirst into Chelsea. All four toppled to the floor as ‘Freddy’ and ‘Jason’ caught up.
“What the hell?” Jen said as she pulled off the mask; Crystal also doing so.
Chelsea sat on the floor, shivering, her eyes wide.
“Th-th-they’re coming! It’s all falling apart!” She whispered, too terrified to scream.
Jen glanced at the boys and Crystal, who all shrugged.
“Wait, wait. What? What’s happening?”
Chelsea glanced over her shoulder, trembling.
“RUN! THEY’RE COMING!!” She screamed, running off.
Jen peered around the corner and her eyes widened.
“****. C’mon! Get the hell up and move!” She yelled, hauling them to their feet.
Jason’s machete hit the corner as they took off down the hall. Freddy appeared in front of them, standing on the ceiling.
“Well, if it isn’t for the foolish bitches and their boys.” He said, his teeth showing.
He raised his right hand, preparing to strike, and looked over them. A machete slammed into his shoulder and he dropped to the floor. The teens raced around him and once again took off down the hallway.
“What the hell were you thinking, Jen?! Freddy VS. Jason doesn’t end well!! You know how the movie went!!” Crystal screamed, running out of breath.
Jen turned back to her, giving her a glare. Chelsea screamed and grabbed Jen, pulling her back from Jason’s swing. The group huddled together as Jason approached, watching him bring his machete up again.
“These are my children, Jason. Go back where you belong!” Freddy drawled, appearing in front of the group. He swung his blades back and forth, stepping carefully.
“Run!” Jen screamed, pushing them through another hall.
“Wait! We have a spray nozzle in the kitchen. If we can attach it to a hose, we can get Jason out of here.” Dustin yelled, leading them to the kitchen.
Jen grabbed the nozzle as James and Jeremy got the hose. Chelsea and Dustin kept watch as Crystal turned on the valve. They finished just as Jason stepped in, startling them.
“Go back where you belong, Jason!” Jen screamed as the water rushed towards him. Jason backed out and headed towards the door as the group advanced, staying behind the water. Jason backed out of the door and they watched him leave. They all sighed, but drew a gasp as a shadow loomed over them.
“It’s always one way or another, *****,” Freddy said, raising his hand.
The group ran off, leaving Crystal behind. She stared up at Freddy, trembling. This would not end well. Freddy cackled, his shadow looming on the wall.