FRIDAY


"I got your call. Wakey wakey sis." You hear a voice say.

You slowly open your eyes and at first see what looks to be a man standing in front of you holding a shotgun. Then after the blur of your eyes clears a bit, you see that it's your sister Kelly.

Unfortunately it looks like not all your family is dead after all and of course it had to be Kelly that survived. Judging by the fact she's pointing a shotgun at you she's still hostile as well. You don't know why, but then has she ever needed a reason?

You look at the pistol on the table and Kelly just shakes her head.

"I guarantee you wouldn't make it sis. I suggest you don't even try…heh I doubt you'd have the balls to go through with it anyway. I have to admit when I came up here to get something from my room, I didn't expect to see you here."

At this point Julie wakes up.

"Suzy what's going…oh my god…" she says upon seeing Kelly.
"Shhh, it'll be okay." You say trying to reassure Julie.
"So when did you turn dyke Suzy? Always sort of figured you might be down for the rug munching. Guess that's why things didn't work out with Bobby eh? Still though, Julie? I have to say even I think you could do better than some used up party whore. Now the pair of you lesbos sit up."

At this point you and Julie move and shift on the couch until you're both sitting upright. In the meantime Kelly grabs your pistol from the table and places it in the front of her pants. She continues to focus the shotgun on you.

Given that you barricaded all the doors and searched the entire house last night you wonder how the hell Kelly got in. If she had been lurking inside, she definitely would've made her presence known and ambushed you yesterday and if she broke in, you definitely would've heard something before now.

You're also a little concerned not just because Kelly's pointing a shotgun at you, but you think back to what you saw in the garage. Peter and the other man's body. Their bodies were beaten and their necks were broken. Kelly certainly has the strength and the skill to do such a thing. Kelly's always been hostile to you and barely civil to your other sibling, but to actually kill one…

"Kelly, our siblings Peter and Donna are dead." You say.
"Peter's dead?" Julie says.
"Oh? Didn't know that about Donna. Can't say I'll shed any tears. The spoiled little whore wasn't much better than your girlfriend here."
"She was fucking chopped up by a goddamn serial killer, you bitch!" Julie exclaims.
"Hm, interesting. So how did you two survive?"
"I shot him."

Kelly's a little taken back.

"Wow, I'm impressed. Guess you would have the balls to use this pistol then. Tell me, was that the only person you killed this week little sister?"
"No… I shot one of those rabid people too. Ran over a couple as well."
"Well, well, well aren't you the bad ass now? Heh. Funny what an extreme situation like this can do to folks isn't it?"
"Yes."
"Yeah…so I'm guessing if you know about Peter, you've probably figured out by now what happened or at least have a strong suspicion. You're a lot of things Suzy, but I'd never call you an idiot."
"I appreciate that. So why'd you do it?"

Kelly chuckles a bit before answering.

"That little faggot found out where Ben's old shelter was and thought he was going to hide out from the current shitstorm in it with his boyfriend or whoever that other faggot he was with. Had to convince him that he had to go, he didn't listen and tried to resist and well you saw how that turned out."
"So you know where Ben's old shelter is then." You say.
"Oh yeah. I've always known where it was. Crazy old Ben thought he was being so sneaky moving the goddamn entrance around all the time, but I knew where the fuck it was nearly every time. He had just moved the entrance again a few days before he blew away his family and himself. I'm just surprised YOU never accidently found it given that you lived practically right near the fucking thing for years. If the entrance was any closer you would've been sleeping in the damn thing."

Well that explains how Kelly got in without alerting you. Still, if she's actually admitting the entrance to the shelter is somewhere in the basement and what she did to Peter, then that pretty much confirms she has no intention of sharing.

"So what's next Kelly? You gonna kill us too?"
"Don't know sis…don't know…severely thinking about it. I've never like you. You've been a thorn in my side since you crawled out of mom's vagina. Always having to be compared to how good and pretty you were and how bad and rotten I was despite the fact I was the one who was shouldering most of the responsibility in this fucked up family. What did you ever do except hide in the goddamn basement? Even now you left the house only to come crawling back here. Yep, I've thought about killing you on many, many, MANY occasions."
"Actually that wasn't my initial intention. My initial plan was to drive out of this forsaken town. I only stopped here because our own car was badly damaged and I had hoped to maybe get Peter's car and some extra supplies before heading out again." You say.
"Oh? Hmm, you're just full of surprises today aren't you? Well if that is true, you may have just bought yourself a bit of a reprieve sis…okay. What the hell, I'm in a good mood. I'm gonna let you and your whore walk outta here alive and you're going to be thankful."
"I don't suppose you'll allow us to gather our bags or give me the gun back will you?" You say.
"Heh, no I don't think so. Wouldn't want you getting any ideas of attempting to come back here. Leave with what you got on you or die, those are your choices sis. I'm being very generous here. Take my offer."

You stare at Kelly, but it's not with fear. It's with anger. Anger at all the past abuse you've had to endure from her. While she may have a minor point that you were the favorite and she did a lot for the family, she still had no right to bully and torment you for the majority of your life and she certainly had no right to murder Peter.

"Come on Suzy, let's go…" Julie says wanting for the both of you to be out of danger.

You stand up to Kelly

"No." you say.
"Suzy? What?" Julie says.
"No, I'm not leaving. She's been a bully to me all my life. It ends today." You say.
"Wow! I can hardly believe you're the same Suzy that spent hiding from the rest of the world. Guess you've finally learned to stand up and be a woman." Kelly says with a smirk.

"But so what? You think because you've survived some of the horrors out there, you think standing up to me is going to suddenly change the situation? Got news for ya, it ain't. I can blow your fucking head off with one twitch of my finger. Last chance to get the fuck out of my house!" Kelly adds.
"Fuck you Kelly. I know you. You already made up your mind to kill me as soon as I woke up. I turn my back and you'll probably shoot me for the hell of it as I walk out the door."

Kelly starts laughing.

"Well like I said, you always were a smart one. Too bad you did something incredibly stupid by walking in here in the first place."
"Kelly, please! Just let us go! We won't come back! We'll just…" Julie starts to plead
"SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU DUMB BITCH OR YOU'LL BE FIRST!" Kelly shouts before turning her attention back to you.

Julie at this point starts sobbing uncontrollably. You continue to stare down the barrel of the shotgun like you're fearless, but that isn't true at all and Kelly knows it.

"You can give me the hard looks all you want, but deep down I know you're ready to shit your panties. Which I imagine you'll do after you're dead anyway. You ready to die little sister?"
"Sure, just a little surprised you'd choose this method. Guess you're more intimidated by me than I thought."
"What?" Kelly snorts.
"You're intimidated by me. You always have been. I really should've seen it before."
"You're fucking crazy. I've never been intimidated by you."
"Sure you have, that's why you've bullied me all these years. You've said yourself on many occasions on how pretty I am so I know you're jealous of my looks. You've just admitted that I'm smart. The only thing that I always lacked in was self-confidence and now that I have that, well I'm pretty much better than you…"
"Fuck you Suzy!" Kelly says.
"No, I get it, you want to play it safe and shoot me, because hey if I gained self-confidence, who knows I might just be able to kick your ass in a fair fight."
"Hah, not fuckin' likely…"
"Well I guess we'll never know, because you'll shoot me and Julie and then go down and hide in the fucking basement…well what do you know…we're more alike than you thought. Imagine that."

And with that taunt it's the last straw. Kelly flies into a rage. It's the kind of rage she flies into when she's participating in her underground fight club. She abandons all rational thought, drops the shotgun to the side and lunges at you with both of her hands going straight for your neck.

Julie is knocked to one side and you fall backward on the couch. You attempt to roll and scramble to escape, but Kelly grabs you by the hair.

"You're right, beating your scrawny ass to death WILL be more enjoyable." Kelly exclaims.
"Julie, grab the shotgun!" you manage to shout before Kelly throws you face first into the bookcase. Kelly then stops Julie from scrambling on the floor for the shotgun by kicking her in the side and then stomping on her back.

Still struggling to recover you grab some of the heavier books that have fallen near you and start throwing them at Kelly. A couple hit her in the head and she ceases abusing Julie and returns to attack you.

You manage to throw one more book at her face, but it doesn't even slow her down. She punches you in the stomach causing you to collapse as you feel the air leave all your body and feel like you can't breathe. As you wheeze, Kelly leans down and grabs the back of your neck with one of her hands. It feels like a fucking vice.

"A hit to the gut, fucks you all up doesn't it? Feels like you're suffocating, can't breathe, can't do much of anything really. It's how Houdini died you know. I'm gonna hurt you so badly Suzy, you don't even know…but you soon will."

Kelly with her other hand smashes a fist into the side of your face. You feel your eye almost close immediately as the rest of you hits the floor. If you could catch your breath, you probably would've cried out from the pain though you're a little dizzy more than anything right now.

"Thought you could kick my ass. Bitch please, what the fuck were you thinking? This isn't a goddamn comic book or movie…shit!"

Kelly's body lands on top of yours with crushing weight. You then hear a shotgun blast and some debris of the bookcase consisting of paper and cheap wood fall on you and Kelly.

"LEAVE HER ALONE YOU FUCKING CUNT!" you hear Julie scream.

You still aren't in any condition to do anything, but Kelly certainly is. She scrambles for the pistol still in the front of her pants and gets up while yanking you up with one hand to use you as a human shield.

Julie takes cover around a corner when Kelly starts shooting. Four shots are fired before clicking follows.

"Fuck!" Kelly exclaims and drops the pistol.

You're practically deaf from the proximity of a pistol going off near your head along with being disorientated. Kelly positions herself behind the couch to give herself some extra cover. She also tightens her grip around your neck with her forearm and puts her other hand on your head ready to break your neck in a second if need be.

Julie comes back out from around the corner weeping, but unsteadily pointing the shotgun at Kelly.

"No…Suzy…(Sob) Let her go!"

"Julie, you're not in any position to give orders. Now granted with a shotgun and you don't need perfect aim at this range, but your precious girlfriend here is BOUND to get hit in the process. Never mind the fact I could break her neck before you get the courage to pull the trigger anyway."
"LET HER GO!" Julie screams again.
"Not gonna happen whore. You got two choices. You try to do the impossible by trying to hit me or you walk out the door and go on with your life. Either way one thing is certain, Suzy here isn't going anywhere. Her fate is sealed and there isn't anything you can do about it. Think about it Julie. Do you really want to be the one that kills her? Just walk away now taking solace in the fact that you never had a choice." Kelly says.

Even with one blurring eye open right now, you can see Julie just standing there sobbing and looking so helpless, despite wielding a shotgun.

"Suzy…I don't know what to do… (sob)" Julie cries.

You feel like you're going to pass out with Kelly's big meaty arm wrapped around your neck right now.

You tell Julie to take the shot

At this point you've come close to death so many times that you're not scared of dying anymore. If anything it's amazing you managed to survive as long as you did.

But you know Julie is scared. She's scared of a lot of things and if this week is any indication of how shitty the world is going to become, well she's not going to last very long in it.

If she walks out that door without even the supplies you came in with, it'll be like killing her and you can't let that happen. It is a sad thing that in this late stage you realize you do have feelings for Julie, and it'll be even sadder for her when she loses you, but hopefully it'll make her a bit tougher in the long run.

"Julie, take the shot." You say.
"Wha…what?!" Julie says.
"Nice, bluff sis, but it's not gonna save your ass." Kelly snorts.
"It's not a fucking bluff, you roid rage bitch. I'm telling Julie to shoot your ass and shoot through me if necessary."

Kelly is a bit speechless at this proposal. Julie of course is very upset.

"I…I can't! I'll kill you!" Julie cries.
"I'm already dead Julie. Just take the shot. At least then you'll have this place all to yourself and can last on the supplies from the shelter in the basement. I'm sure Ben kept a goodly amount."
"Suzy…I can't…I can't do this without you."
"You will…just know that I loved you."

At this point Kelly starts looking around in an attempt to find a way to escape while at the same time tightening her grip around your neck. Julie continues to struggle with the morality of all this.

"JULIE TAKE THE FUCKING SHOT!" you manage to shout despite Kelly crushing your throat.

And those are the last words you utter as the sound of a shotgun blast follows.