Chapter 16

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

Unknown Unmasked

S eeing the what the fuck looks 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.

“Your fathers are pricks, yet everyone wants to be their friends. Who wouldn’t want to be associated with the most popular men in school? Except your fathers toyed with people’s hopes and desires and ruined lives. Mine, to be exact.”

I release my grip on Allie’s hair, stepping over Jenny’s body to lean against the tree, using my knife to clean under my nails. I can’t help but chuckle when neither of them rush to help their poor girls. Why should they? I’m doing them a favor by ending those marriages before they even happen.

“How did our parents fuck up your life?”

I can see they’re trying to put the pieces together but are so oblivious. They’re not going to be able to unlock the mystery that’s me. I’m good at covering my tracks and making sure people only see what I want them to. I’ve planned long and hard for tonight. Perfecting every single nuance of my persona.

“It’s a sad story, really. You see, there was this sweet man who wanted nothing more than to be part of your families’ little trio. He didn’t know the depravity they enjoyed, merely wanted some of the success he knew they were destined to have,” I pause and look at them. They are all staring, watching my every move. “He was in love with a beautiful woman who yearned for the finer things in life. When she became pregnant, she lost hope, but this man loved her so much he was willing to sell his soul to be part of the kings, even if he was only their joker.”

I lift the knife to my mouth, licking the smooth part of the blade, gathering the blood accumulated on it with my tongue. The metallic flavor explodes in my mouth and I let out a moan—the taste soothing my dark soul, one that’s been held captive for far too long.

“Okay, and what the fuck does that have to do with your life being ruined?” Jonas barks, spreading his legs wide as he rests his bat on his shoulder. A sudden urge hits me to rush and see if the barbed wire on it has pierced his flesh, allowing blood to ooze from the site.

“Wow, y’all really are slow. I thought you did your research? I did mine. Of course, I made sure to erase some pertinent details to keep you oblivious until I was ready to make my move.”

I take the three of them in. Each is just as attractive as the next. That day on the couch was agonizing. To not give in and fuck them like I truly wanted. They’re the only men I’ve encountered who enjoy the kill as much as I do. Ending lives of the guilty versus the innocent. Well, except for the final girl. She never deserved her death. But sometimes small indiscretions can be overlooked.

“Why don’t you get to the point so we can finish this? If you know us like you claim Hilary, then you know we hate our parents. While we love this game they play, we don’t want to abide by their rules anymore. But we had a plan and you’re killing it.”

I push off the tree, giving a little laugh. “Funny you should say, killing it. That’s exactly what your fathers did to mine. Killed him as one of their pawns in their pathetic little ritual. I know you’re wondering how I came to that conclusion. Seems my mother made a report. He went missing on Friday the thirteenth. Such an occult-ish date. I did some research and found student after student who disappeared on that day.”

I step over to Allie and give her another kick in the gut. Don’t want the bitches to think I forgot about them.

“If your beef is with our fathers, why come after us? Take out your daddy issues on them. We wouldn’t have fucking cared. We could help with your other issues, then have it rain red on the school.” Jensen grips his cock through his pants.

“Aww, isn’t that sweet? Do you really think I’m still a virgin? How cute, I must have really overacted. My pussy has more pit stops in it than a race car in the Daytona 500. Playing this pathetic, nerdy ass virgin for the last three years has been pure torture. I was more than willing to let one of you fuckers think you were big and bad and suck my clit, giving me a grade-A orgasm, I might add.” I toss them another wink.

“But that’s over. I grew up in foster home after foster home, abused, among other things until I decided to fight back and become the person I am today.”

I can feel their eyes on me, taking in every word. If I didn’t want payback on their fathers, I would claim their dark souls for my own. Killing and ravishing every crooked person in the world, making them pay for their sins while we fuck in a pool of their blood.

“Your fathers ruined my life. My mother went into a depression and then gave me up for adoption. Two days later, she killed herself, leaving a note she couldn’t live without the love of her life. So, now I’m ruining theirs. It’s nothing personal against you, but you’re the best way to get back at them,” I explain.

Movement in my peripheral catches my eye and I see Jenny struggling, trying to wiggle her body to escape her looming future.

Oh, no bitch. That’s cute, thinking you can escape.

I go to make a move, but a flash rushes past me, and Jonas slams his bat into her head, hitting her over and over, making my pussy clench in need. He’s basically reenacting one of the wildest scenes from The Walking Dead. While everyone hated Negan, I wanted to have his babies. I know it’s a fictional character, but can’t a woman dream of having a psychotic, bloodthirsty man for herself? Flowers and candy be damned. Show me love with a severed head.

“That’s fucking hot!” I exclaim, gazing over at the other two, who are shaking their heads.

“Jonas!” Jensen yells, stopping him mid-swing.

“What? It’s not like the night isn’t fucked. Our fathers are going to be pissed at us no matter what. Might as well have a little fun. Besides, I kinda like this side of Hilary. If we’d have known she’s as depraved as us, we could’ve been dating her all along.” Jonas lets his tongue slide across his lip. His delectable, blood-splattered lip.

“How did we not know any of this about you?” Hals questions. “Nowhere did it say who your parents were and our family is good about covering their tracks.”

“Oh, I’ve got skills you know nothing about. Take these bitches, for example. I could easily make it seem like they slipped off into the dark of night to avoid a marriage to the three of you. Only there’s a fatal plane or train crash. I can come up with other creative options. But is that what you want? Or would you rather take back your lives and take down your parents with me? The choice is yours. Walk away by my side, ruling along with me as the kings and queen of this school, and into the future. Or… well, the other option is you’ll join the rest of the demented souls you picked.”

I step closer to Jensen, letting my finger trail down his chest over the stained clothing. “It’s the only reason I don’t truly despise you. Other than the girl at the end of the night, your choices are always those who need to die. Evil, disgusting, vile waste of breath humans. So the choice is yours. Join me and kill the last bitch, and then we can ease our aggression with some mind-blowing sex. Or I end the four of you here and now.”

Their gazes drift between each other, and it’s almost like I can hear the mental conversations I can only imagine they are having, none of them speaking a word. But the clock is ticking and I’m becoming hornier by the minute.

“What’s it going to be, boys?”