Sighing, I rubbed my face leaving Billy and walking away. I was cracking bit by bit. I never break; I'm the strong one.

Walking down the hall, I glance around the vacant space, wondering if the killer was someone from school. If it was, who would it have been?

Many people had problems with Casey and even Steve, but none of those people had the same issues with my sister and me. Who would want to hurt us? Who would choose to come to our home and try to gut us?

Obviously, Tatum would love to hurt me, and as much as I despise the blonde, I know she would never hurt Sidney. I just couldn't connect the dots between my best friend's slaughter with the attempted murder of myself and my sister.

The more I considered it, the weirder it became; the killer had the prime chance to kill me after they shoved me through my mother's ugly coffee table but didn't instead;, they left me in favor of going for my sister.

I was so absorbed in my thoughts. I didn't hear my sister's shrieks until she came running past me, clutching my arm on the way past. She yanked me into a run.

"We have to get out of here. He's here," she screamed hysterically, tightening her grip on my arm. I was sure her nails were drawing blood from the painful hold.

"Who's here?" I called out, but she ignored me, pulling on my arm harder as she struggled to speed up,

Peeking back down the hall, my eyes widened when I saw a recognizable black figure striding down the hall, trying to be inconspicuous. "Holy Fuck".

Teachers and students looked out of their classroom doors and upon hearing Sidney's cries, but she didn't stop until we scrambled through the door of Principal Himbry's office, who promptly stood up upon seeing Sidney as she flung herself on him, weeping and shaking.

"He's here... I saw him... he's here" I watched her sympathetically as she almost curled herself into our principal's arms.

"Easy child," Principal Himbry shushed, rubbing her back comfortingly.

"It's true, whoever it was, they were here," I announced to him, taking my sister into my arms as he picked up the phone, looking alarmed.

"Where?" Himbry questioned us, covering the mouthpiece of the phone

"The girl's bathroom," Sidney hiccuped, but I huffed, remembering how the killer was trying to sneak away.

"he'll be long gone. I saw him running towards the exit".

Sid and I sat together quietly as Principal Himbry talked on the phone to the sheriff.

I studied my sister carefully. "You look like shit," I informed her seriously, making the corner of her lips curve up as she let out a light chuckle.

"I can always count on you to make me feel better, Kat."

I shrugged my shoulders, uncaring "Well, at least you know I'm not trying to kill you. If I was, I would have done it in the womb" she let out another chuckle before laying her head on my shoulder, and for once, I let her, she needed me.

"Thanks for being here" Sid sighed contently as I set my head on hers; as much as we're different and I disliked her a solid 75% of the time, but we were still sisters, twins.

All those moments, my parents advised me I would have to be the strong one and protect Sidney because she was so sensitive were moving to the forefront of my mind.

"Girls," both of our heads snapped to Principal Himbry, "the sheriff has chosen to close the school for a while and set a curfew, so I'm confident that should help,"

I shook my head, confused. "How will that help?" I challenged him, but I was just shushed

"You can go home now, girls. Do you need assistance?".

Sidney shook her head no and raced out the door with me following her, furious at how this was being handled. A curfew will not keep anyone safe.

Honestly, are they assuming the killers going to be like, 'oh wait, it's after curfew can't mutilate and murder right now' I shook my head and gritted my teeth "this is ridiculous," I seethed, utterly pissed off.

"Katherine," I stared back at Himbry, waiting to be disciplined for my comments. "I apologize for all of this, especially since it's... just take care of yourself and Sidney. If anyone can get through this, it's you," I offered him a short nod and shuffled away.

I was once again deep in thought about everything while slowly following my sister. I couldn't help but go back to my previous theories on why the killer had gone after Sidney, especially now since she was attacked in the middle of the day when she was all alone.

Someone had a grudge against my sister that was clear but was I just in the way last time?

Maybe I hadn't been a target at all, or worse, I was the next target, and now I needed to watch my back for a ghost-faced looking killer.

Students poured out of classrooms as the speaker announced that the school was closed until further notice. Bodies pushed through and knocked each other out of the way excitedly as they cheered and laughed along with each other.

People were tapping my shoulder and thanking me for whatever I did to get them out of school quicker. They evidently saw Sid and I running down the hall earlier. Everyone began to merge into one big white noise as I struggled to block them all out.

"You're awesome, Kat!" I rolled my eyes, putting my head against the door of my locker looking down at Casey's shrine silently

"Thank Kat!" feeling more pats on my back, I knew I'd had enough. I needed to get out of here and be alone.

Leaving school, I knew where to go, somewhere I always went when I was feeling trapped or just needed to clear my head. Pushing my way through the masses of students, I walked out of the back exit and walked towards the local cemetery.

Pushing open the creaky black metal gate, I walked down the stone path I knew very well until I stopped in front of the horribly familiar black headstone.

Maureen Prescott

Loving Wife, Mother, and Aunt.

Squatting down, I let out a huffed laugh reading the headstone "Loving mother?" I picked up a small stone and played with it. "The only person you loved was yourself," I hissed, thinking about my 'perfect' mother.

She had dark hair like Sidney's, she was as tall as Sid too, in fact, thinking about it, she and Sid were alike in almost every way, and I instantly knew I was wrong. "You loved yourself and Sidney. Guess I reminded you a little too much of Rome".

"Funny seeing you here," A voice called out as I stood up and gave a small smile to my aunt, who stood behind me. She gives me a knowing smile while balancing a toddler on her hip, who looked happy to see me. I'm glad someone is.

"I was just passing by," I muttered, throwing the stone back on the floor and wiping my hands in my pants.

"It's okay to miss her, Katherine," Aunt Kate told me as I avoided her eyes; Aunt Kate is my mother's younger sister or was my mom's sister.

Contrary to my aunt's words, I didn't miss my mother at all; I always came to the graveyard because it was quiet and the only place I could vent my anger and the one person I was actually angry at.

I was angry at her lies, her turning her back on Roman, for treating Sidney like she was her prodigy child, but most of all, I was mad at her for dying and leaving everyone to think she was some amazing mother.

I smiled at my aunt and simply shrugged, not letting my detest for my own mom show "such as life" Kate just frowned at me as she bounced the toddler up and down as she fussed.

"Hey, Jilly-Bean," I greeted the toddler as she looked at me shyly.

"Kitty-Kat," Jill giggled back as I brushed her hair out of her face with a small smile.

"To be 3 years old again," I sighed wistfully; Jill is my baby cousin and my only cousin, thankfully, but she's adorable, and it helps that she likes me better than Sidney. "Back to when things were simple, and pooping was the hardest part of the day."

Aunt Kate let out a small laugh and pulled my head closer, giving me a small kiss. "It will all be fine. Things happen for a reason, honey."

I looked around with a sigh before looking back at the only female adult family member I had left in my life. "That's what I'm afraid of."