The Second Five

Tiffany's Hit

“I got to call Tiffany right away. I need to tell her to come back home’ Amanda said, bringing her phone out from her pocket.

“Not home, she should come meet us instead’ Jane suggested.

“Yea that’s a great idea, we all need to stick together in this for now” David added.

“Yeah we should, that little clair is mean, real mean” Fraser sighs.

“It’s ringing”

“Okay’ Jane breathed down and stood at akimbo.  

            Tiffany’s phone ranged while she was riding Sam on Sam’s bed and moaning.

“Urrrrh, who the fuck is that?” she groaned while Sam was panting slowly

She reached for the phone and placed it on her ears

“What is it?” she asked slowly.

“Where are you at Tiff?”

“Mourning dad with Sam’

“With Sam?” Amanda asked.

“Yeah…with Sam” Tiffany replied.

“Do you have anything with that?”

“Get outta there, meet me at Caverton lane”

“What?”

“Right now Tiffany…right right now’

“What do you mean by that…I said I’m with my boyfriend and you’re telling me to…”

“Get outta there Tiff, meet me Caverton lane please, it very importan…” Tiffany hanged up the call before Amanda could finish up.

“What is wrong with you” she asked and dropped the phone back on the desk.

“She cut me off” Amanda cried.

“What?”

“Shit’ Fraser groaned.

‘Did she tell you where she’s at’ Jake asked.

“Yea, she’s with Sam” Amanda

“We better get going then” Jane said and they ran off, heading to Sam’s house.

‘Before things get stupid” Fraser added.

“Who is that?” Sam asked, sitting up from the bed. His body was covered with the blue sheet.

“Amanda”

“What does she want?”

“It’s none of your business” Tiffany said, lighting up a cigarette.

“I thought I deserved to know” he groaned and climbed off the bed, pure naked. Tiffany looked at him and smiled.

“Aren’t you ashamed” she asked him while smiling.

“I’ll be in the bathroom, don’t go with my wallet” he said and headed into the bathroom.

Amanda kept calling her but she ignored her phone.

Tiffany sat back on the bed, puffing smokes into the air and watches them mix up with the air.

As the shower was rushing and falling on Sam’s body, Sam saw a shadow forecasting in front of the door. He stared at shadow for some moments and coughed.

“Is that you Tiffany?” he asked loudly as the water was still falling and making some splattering noise on the bath tub.

“Tiff?” he called again.

“Wanna bath with me? You shoulda said it when we were in the room” he laughed.

“But I don’t mind, come on in” he added.

            The door opened quietly and a clair walked into the bathroom.

“Jesus christ’ Sam cried and grabbed the towel immediately and covered his nakedness.

Clair stood in front of him with a long rope on her hand, staring directly into his eyes. Sam looked terrified at the strange girl and turned off the water slowly.

“Who are you and how did you get in?” Sam asked, staring at her.

Clair walked a little closer to him and asked

“Want some chocolates?”

Sam looked at the tremble in the little girl’s mouth and the old dirt on her face and hands and felt a little pity for her.

“Are you lost? Where’s your mother?’

“Tiffany’ she replied

“Tiffany? Tiffany’s your mother?”

“Tiffany…wants some chocolates”

“What?” Sam was surprised.

“Tiffany wants some chocolates’ she said again.

“I don’t know what you are talking about but just wait outside, I’ll take you to your….” Clair appeared right before him and curled the rope on her neck and led the remaining rope down the window.

Sam couldn’t breathe well, while struggling to get some air into his lungs, the wet tiles slipped his wet foot and he fell and hit his head on a sharp edge of the bath tub. His head broke and he died immediately.

            Tiffany heard a thud noise in the bathroom and looked towards it.

“Is everything okay there?” she asked loudly and waited for five seconds for a reply.

When she didn’t hear any reply, she stood from the bed and headed to the bathroom with her phone. Arriving the bathroom, she saw Sam lying dead in the bath tub with blood scattered all over the tub.

“Arrrrgh”she yelled loudly and turned to flee from the bathroom but the door shut close immediately and the lights turned off. Tiffany frizzed, shivering from head to toe, dropped the cigarette. She heard a noise behind her and she turned on the phone’s light and turned towards the direction of the noise immediately, frightened.

She didn’t see Sam’s body in the tub anymore.

“Please! Please!!” She cried in a very scared way, looking around the dark room with the flashlight.

“Want some chocolates?” a little voice asked her and she turned towards the direction the sound came from.

“Who is there?’ she asked slowly, directing the light there.

“Want some chocolates: clair asked again from a different direction and Tiffany turned again.

The third time, the lights turned back on and she breathed down slowly. She turned to leave the bathroom but was scared down by Sam’s body that was waiting for her to turn so he could yell out her spirit from her body. Tiffany stared at Sam’s blood scattered and worn-out face and begged him.

“Please Sam! Don’t hurt me please” she begs, crying.

“You should have listened to your sister Tiffany’ clair said to her through Sam.

“What?’

“What some chocolates?” he asked with an ugly smile.

Tiffany looked at Sam’s smiling face with a trigger.

“You remember me?” he asked again.

“Please! Please!!” she cried again.

Sam held her head and smashed it on the floor thrice.

Amanda, David, Fraser, Jane and Jake arrived at Sam’s house and ran into the room. Nobody was seen in the room, only Sam’s and Tiffany’s clothes was scattered on the bed.

“Bathroom” Jane said and they rushed into the bathroom.

“Jesus Christ” Fraser cried after they all saw Tiffany dead on the floor with smashed head and Sam lying dead too besides her with a broken head.