Story #1178

Story #1178

Stacy Foster pulled up to the beach house in her pink convertible with her four friends: Aly, Veronica, Jake, and Eddie. They were all excited to spend the weekend there together, hanging out and enjoying the beach. Aly was the first out of the car, getting out of the passenger side. She touched up her long, straight, beautiful, flowing brown hair as she looked in the rearview mirror at her glowing face, then looked down to straighten her tight, slightly exposing black top and short black shorts. On the same side but in the back, Veronica gets out of the car. She has long brown and blonde hair with a white shirt with the bottom tied to go with her short jean shorts. Jake and Eddie get out. Jake has black hair, and Eddie has brown hair. Both of them wear jeans, with Jake wearing a KISS band shirt and Eddie wearing a red shirt. Finally, Stacy gets out. Her bright blonde Barbie hair flows down past her neck. She wears a small pink top that leaves little to the imagination to go along with the white short shorts that she intentionally cut to be even shorter to show off her long legs.

“Who’s ready for a totally awesome weekend?!” Stacy says as she starts dancing.

“We’re ready, girl! Let’s do this!” Aly says.

They approach the white, two-story Malibu beach house as Stacy runs up the steps, where she’s met by an older gentlemen who opens the door.

“Daddy!” Stacy yells.

“Hi pumpkin!”

“Daddy, thank you so much for letting us use the beach house for the weekend. We’re gonna have so much fun!”

“Yeah, thanks again, Mr. Foster.”, Aly says.

“You’re all welcome, and Aly, I’ve told you before, sweetheart, call me John.”, he says.

He steps aside so they can all come into his beach house. Veronica, Jake, and Eddie all look around, taking it all in. Stacy makes herself at home by immediately dropping her things by the door and plopping herself onto the comfy white couch. Aly smiles and looks around, but it's not her first visit to the beach house. Being Stacy’s best friend, she’s been there with her a few times before.

“Alright, so listen up. I trust my daughter, and I trust all of you. This isn’t the first time you’ve had a get-together at one of my homes, so I know you know what I’m going to say next.”

“Oh, Daddy, you’re so dramatic!” Stacy says, lying on the couch, twirling a strand of her hair.

“Sorry, pumpkin, I just want my rules clear. As I said, I trust you kids, but I still need to make sure. With that being said, nobody else is to come over. No big party, just all of you here. And don’t make a mess of the place or break anything. I know you’re all good and don’t do this, but I still need to mention it. Now you kids have fun and enjoy yourselves.”, Mr. Foster says.

“No worries, Mr. Foster. We’re happy with it just being us. We always have a good time.”, Jake says.

Stacy gets up off the couch and hugs her dad and kisses him on the cheek.

“Don’t worry, Daddy, we’ll keep the place clean, and we’ll be good like we always are.”

“I know you will, pumpkin. I’m gonna head out now, but I’ll be back Sunday evening. You all have fun now.”, Mr. Foster says.

He goes to the front door, and as he turns the knob, he stops and turns around to address them one final time.

“Oh, I forgot to mention this. So, uh, look, Stacy, I know this weekend meant a lot to you, which is why I didn’t want to mention this or even cancel it cause I know you had your heart set on it but-

“What is it, daddy?”

“Well, on the other side of the city, two to three days ago two people were killed, and last week three other people were murdered. They talked about it on the news the other day, and they said it might be a serial killer.”

“I totally heard about that. They call him the Malibu maniac!” Jake says.

“Yeah, that’s exactly what they called him, and yeah, that’s what I’m talking about. As I said, I didn’t want to scare you kids out of this weekend, and I know Stacy wanted to have you all here, but I at least wanted you to be aware of it. I don’t think you’ll have to worry, though, because again, all the murders took place on the other side of town.”

Aly and Veronica look slightly worried but, upon hearing Mr. Foster's words, ease up a bit. Jake and Eddie act like typical cynical guys with slight smiles on their faces hearing the mention of a crazy killer on the loose. Stacy stops twirling her hair as she fixes her top a bit before speaking.

“That’s super scary, Daddy, but if you think we’ll be safe, then I trust your judgement. Plus, you’re just a call away, right?”

“Absolutely, pumpkin. I’m only a call away. There’s the phone here in the living room, and there’s one up in the master bedroom.”

“Great! I’ll call if something bad happens, but I’m sure we’ll be totally fine!” Stacy.

John Foster nods to his daughter, giving her a reassuring smile as he opens the front door of his Malibu beach house and leaves. Stacy looks at Aly as the two hold hands and scream in excitement about their upcoming weekend of fun. Veronica slowly walks over to Jake and kisses him on the lips.

“Ready for a weekend of fun, baby?” Veronica asks him.

“Ready for both types of fun, with them and with you, babe.”, Eddie says, grabbing her ass.

“Eddie! You’re so bad, I love it!” Veronica says, kissing him deeper.

“Okay, so there are two bedrooms. The master bedroom and the guest room. So like, me and Aly got the master bedroom, and then Veronica, Jake, and Eddie, you all get the guest room. There are two beds in there.”

“Ah man, but that means I gotta hear them having sex.”, Jake says.

“Uh, we’ll probably all hear them having sex. Veronica is loud as hell”, Aly says, laughing.

“So what? That just means I’m getting it really good. Besides, Jake, maybe if you play your cards right, we’ll include you.”, Veronica says with a smile and a wink at Jake.

Eddie says nothing but gives Veronica a look. Stacy tells them to take their things up into the rooms and, when they’re done getting settled in, to come back downstairs so they can plan out what they want to do. Eddie grabs his own stuff but not Veronica's, as he’s mad at her for commenting on Jake.

“He’ll get over it. It wouldn’t be the first time he’s seen me getting fucked by two guys.”

They all just laugh as she grabs her things and heads up the stairs. Jake grabs his things and asks Aly if she wants him to bring up her stuff too.

“Aw yeah, thank you, Jake, if you don’t mind.”

“Yeah, no problem at all, Aly.”

Jake takes his free hand and grabs Aly’s bag. Stacy looks at Jake and smiles as she turns her attention back to Aly before grabbing her bags.

“Oh my god, we’re gonna have so much fun! We’ll all discuss what to do in a bit, but let's go to our room and unpack.”, Stacy says.

Everyone puts their stuff in their respective rooms and unpacks what they need to. Stacy sees Aly take out her blue bikini from her bag.

“Oh my god, you brought that bikini! That’s the one all the guys gawk at you in.” Stacy says.

“Oh, stop, Stacy, they do not!”

“Uh, yeah, they totally do! Last time you wore it, there were like five guys checking you out. As they should cause like me, you’re a total babe!”

Aly blushes and thanks her friend before she lays the bikini out on the bed. The two girls head downstairs with Jake, Veronica, and Eddie trailing behind. Once they're all in the living room area, Stacy stands in front of her television as everyone else has a seat.

“Okay, so like, what are we all thinking for plans to start? I’m thinking the beach cause it’s like super nice outside right now, and like yeah, we can totally get tan, get in the water, and just relax in the sand.”

Everyone nods and agrees.

“Okay, great! Then we can come back here and eat. Daddy said he stocked the fridge with plenty of food. Jake, you know how to grill, right?”

“Yeah, I use my dad’s grill all the time at home.”

“Super! So maybe we can grill some burgers and hot dogs on the grill.”

“Yeah, I can do that. Everyone cool with that?” Jake asks.

Again, everyone nods in agreement.

“Great! So finally, I was thinking to cap off the night we can go to the back, starting a small bonfire, and talking and telling stories. What do we think?” Stacy asks.

“That sounds good to me, just no scary stories. It’s bad enough that the Malibu Maniac is out there somewhere.” Aly says.

“Aww, come on, Aly, don’t let that scare you! Besides, we always tell scary stories by the fire.”, Jake says.

Everyone gets up and heads back upstairs to change into their beachwear. Aly goes into the upstairs bathroom to change as Stacy changes into her pink bikini in the room. Veronica strips off her clothes in front of both men, and Eddie rushes over to her to cover her up.

“Babe, what the hell are you doing?”

“Uh, getting dressed? What does it look like?”

“Uh, in front of Jake?”

“Oh my God, Eddie, really? Like he hasn’t seen a pair of tits already? Or even mine, for that matter. Besides, he’ll probably see them later tonight anyway.”, Veronica says.

“Goddamnit, Veronica!” Eddie says, storming off, leaving her and Jake alone.

Veronica turns around, exposing her bare chest in clear view of Jake, who looks at her and then looks down at her breasts. Eddie comes back in and grabs Jake by the arm and drags him out. Veronica just sighs as she puts her bikini top on as she finishes getting dressed. Aly comes out in her blue bikini as Eddie and Jake check her out. She blushes as she walks past them and goes downstairs. Jake goes to change in the bathroom as Eddie checks out Aly’s ass as she walks down the stairs. Veronica appears in the doorway and watches him.

“Really?” she asks him.

“Huh? What?”

“Hypocritical pervert!” Veronica says, pushing past him as she walks down the stairs.

Stacy gives Eddie a slight smile before she goes downstairs. He just waits until Jake gets out of the bathroom before he goes in himself to change. When everyone’s downstairs, Stacy grabs the keys to the beach house that her dad left on the kitchen counter along with her pink sunglasses and some sunblock.

“If anyone wants or needs sunscreen, I have it!”

They leave the beach house and make their way down the steps and walk over to the beach.

‘We totally have this part of the beach to ourselves. I love it!” Stacy says.

Jake and Eddie take off their shirts and leave them on the sand as they head toward the water. Aly and Veronica set up the beach chairs as Stacy puts on some sunscreen.

“Oh my body is going to be tan as hell!” she says.

Each girl sits in a beach chair as the two guys swim and splash around in the water.

“So Veronica, what were you and Eddie fighting about on the stairs?” Stacy asks.

“He’s such a fucking hypocrite! He scolds me for showing me breasts to Jake but then thinks it's okay to check out Aly’s ass while she’s walking down the stairs.”

This comment catches Aly off guard as she blushes.

“Don’t get me wrong, girl, you have a nice ass, but I don’t want my boyfriend looking at it.”, Veronica says.

“Boys will be boys.”, Stacy says.

“Yeah, perverted boys that can’t keep their eyes to themselves.”

“It doesn’t help that you kind of flirt with Jake in front of Eddie, Veronica.”, Stacy says.

“Oh my god, I do not! I just suggested the threesome earlier as a possibility, and I don’t care if I take my clothes off in front of Jake. We’re all friends, right?”

“Right.”, Stacy says.

“Right,” Aly says.

“Jake’s just a friend. Besides, I think he likes Aly, not me.”

Again, this catches Aly off guard as she smiles. Stacy looks shocked as well.

“What? I’m just saying I think he does. I’ve seen the way he looks at her at times.”, Veronica says.

“Well, as you said, we’re all friends here, so let's just leave it at that and not start any more drama.”, Stacy says to Veronica.

“Fine. Let’s all just focus now on getting our sexy bodies tan.”

For the next two hours, the group of friends enjoys their time on the beach with the men going up to the girls, and they all talk. Eventually, the girls go into the water as well, and they all enjoy spending time together. They head back to the beach house, and as they all walk up the stairs, Aly looks over and sees the back of a person go off to the side of the house.

“Uh, Stacy, I just saw someone walk along the side of your house.”

“Wait, what?” Stacy asks.

She begins walking down the stairs as Aly stops her.

“What are you doing?”

“Going to see who it is!”

Stacy walks to the side and looks around but doesn’t see anyone. She heads back up the stairs with her friends already inside.

“You must’ve just imagined things, Aly. There was nobody there.”

Stacy closes the front door, and as everyone scatters, Aly walks over to the kitchen and looks out the screen door, sees a man in front of the glass window, and screams. Everyone comes rushing over, and they all see him. Stacy looks at Aly and shakes her head, and she walks up to the screen door and opens it.

“Hey, Owen. Daddy said you’d be stopping by.”

“Yeah, just need to fix the circuit breaker so you kids have electricity.”, Owen says.

“Is it a big issue?”

“Not at all, and nothing that I can’t fix, Miss Stacy.”

“Great, thanks, Owen!” Stacy says, heading back inside.

Everyone looks relieved except Aly, who still looks slightly scared.

“Relax, Aly. It’s just my dad’s best friend, Owen. He’s an electrician. He’s here a lot, either hanging out with my dad or fixing stuff. He’s harmless.”

“Okay. I’m sorry for freaking out.”, Aly says.

“It’s no worries,” Stacy says.

“You just scare too easily. I hope the Malibu Maniac doesn’t come here because otherwise you’d be the first one of us he kills.” Eddie says.

“Oh my god, what!” Aly says as she runs into the other room, and Stacy and Jake go and comfort her.

“What the fuck, Eddie!” Veronica asks.

“What, I’m just saying!”

“Not only are you a hypocritical pervert, but you’re also an inconsiderate asshole!” she says, walking away from him in disgust.

The three of them calm Aly down as Eddie slowly approaches.

“Eddie, do you have anything you want to say to Aly?” Stacy asks.

“Like what?” he asks, totally clueless.

“Apologize to her, you fucking idiot! What you said was totally uncalled for, and it upset her.”, Veronica says.

“Oh, right. I’m sorry, Aly. I didn’t mean to scare you.”

“It’s fine, Eddie,” Aly says, wiping her tears.

“God, you’re such a moron sometimes,” Veronica says to him.

“Eddie, why don’t you and Jake go get the grill started, and I’ll get the burgers out to you.”, Stacy says, trying to lighten the mood.

“Yeah, alright,” Eddie replies.

The two guys go out to the deck in the back to start the grill as Stacy and Veronica sit Aly down and continue to calm her down and relax her. After a quick little pep talk and assurance from the girls, Aly smiles and says she’s okay and thanks them by hugging them.

“We love you, Aly, always,” Stacy says.

“Let’s go check on them to make sure they don’t burn the fucking house down,” Veronica says.

“But Jake knows how to use a grill,” Stacy says.

“Yeah, and he’s got Eddie helping him, which is never good.”

The girls are just about to go out when Eddie comes in and asks Stacy for the burgers and hot dogs. She goes into the fridge to get them. Stacy hands Eddie the food as he goes out to give them to Jake. The girls all go out to the deck as Veronica calls Eddie inside.

“Listen, you really need to think before you speak. You had that poor girl in tears. Also, let's get one thing straight: if a killer were to come here, you’d be the first one killed, not Aly. You don’t know how to think on your feet, and you would panic and freak the fuck out. So don’t you dare sit there and make such a rude fucking comment to Aly or any of us ever again. Is that clear?”

“Yeah.”

“I’m sorry, what?”

“Yeah, I heard you.”

“Eddie!” Veronica screams

“Alright, alright, I’m sorry! Yes, Veronica, I hear you loud and clear.”

“Good boy. Now, you can make it up to Aly by going and apologizing again, and I swear to god if you say anything else dumb to anyone, you're not getting any of this tonight.”

Eddie gulps and knows by the comment Veronica is serious. He nods and goes outside on the deck. Veronica watches as Eddie apologizes again and then a third time. Aly’s face softens to a smile as she hugs him, showing she’s accepted his apology. Veronica comes out, and Aly and she make eye contact as she nods toward her. For the rest of the evening, the friends eat food and talk among themselves. When they’re done, they go inside for a bit as Stacy and Aly put something else on over their bikinis because they’re cold. Stacy breaks out her dad's liquor from the cabinet and walks it over to everyone. They play a few rounds of Never Have I Ever with each other before going outside and starting a small bonfire so they can talk and tell stories.

“Have you guys ever heard about the trial of Gideon Deacon?” Jake asks.

“No, who was Gideon Deacon?” Stacy asks.

“He started as a blacksmith’s apprentice in Salem in the 1690’s. He was accused of being a witch during the trials, but because he admitted to being one, his life was spared. He left Salem two years later and went to the far east coast and became a pirate. He and his crew slaughtered and killed over 100 people. He was tracked down by the militia and was due to face trial for his crimes, and guess where he faced trial? You guessed it: Salem, the place he had called home and avoided the gallows ten years prior. This time Deacon was found guilty and sentenced to die by hanging. On April 12^th, 1705, Deacon was hanged for piracy and murder. The last words he spoke before his death were “You all thought a witch was the worst thing that ever came to this town, but little did you know that the devil himself was born in this town, and that devil’s name is Gideon Deacon.”

Everyone looks around at one another and then back at Jake.

“That was a good story, Jake. I never heard of it until now, but I liked it.”, Aly says.

“Yeah, same here, man. Loved it,” Eddie says.

The group continues telling stories and talking until it starts getting late and they decide to go in. Stacy puts out the fire, and then everyone heads back inside.

“Time to sleep?” Jake asks.

“Yeah, I think so. I’m pretty tired.” Stacy says.

“Me too,” Aly says.

“I was gonna stay up for a bit. Stacy, do you mind if I use your shower? I feel icky from going into the water earlier, and I think I got bit by mosquitoes out there when we were at the bonfire.” Veronica asks.

“Sure, Veronica,” Stacy says.

“Great, thanks.”

Stacy and Aly go upstairs to the master bedroom as Jake heads upstairs to the guest room. Veronica heads up there with Eddie trailing behind.

“Can I join you in the shower?”

“Tempting, Eddie, but I’m still a bit mad at you from earlier,” Veronica says.

“Aw, come on, babe, I apologized to Aly, and I meant every word. Please?” Eddie says, begging.

“No. It isn’t just that its also the other things you’ve done during this trip, so no, you can’t join me. But maybe we can do something when I get out, if you’re good.”

“Okay, that’s fine.”

“Oh shit, I forgot my sunglasses and compact outside near my chair,” Veronica says.

“I’ll get them for you!” Eddie says almost immediately.

“Okay, thanks, baby. Just put them in our room on top of my bag.”

“Sure thing.”

“Thanks, lover,” Veronica says, going up the stairs to shower.

Eddie goes out the screen door and down the deck stairs and over to the back where the bonfire is. He goes over to where Veronica was sitting to look for her sunglasses and compact. He sees them right by her chair where she said they were. He bends down to pick them up. As he grabs them and stands back up, he sees a man in a surfer mask.

“Hey, Jake, is that you? Cool mask, man. Where did you get it?”

The man says nothing and raises his hand, revealing a giant battle ax. Before Eddie can say anything or react, the ax comes down right in the middle of his head, splitting it wide open. The man bares down with force, driving the ax down further as it splits Eddie’s head, neck, and top of his chest open. The man then uses his muscles to retract the ax back up and to his side as Eddie falls to the ground. The man grabs Veronica’s sunglasses and compact and walks up the deck stairs and into the beach house. He walks through the house and begins walking upstairs. Stacy and Aly are asleep in their room, and Jake is in the guest room with the door closed. Veronica is in the shower. She lathers her head with shampoo as some of it drips down her chest and between her breasts, which she then grabs and lathers and puts shampoo on as well, covering her whole body. Veronica gets into feeling herself and her hands go a bit lower just as the door opens.

“Eddie, is that you? I told you to put the sunglasses and compact on my bag.”

She hears the door close and footsteps getting closer. She rinses her body of the shampoo and body wash.

“Eddie, I already told you you aren’t coming in here.”

Veronica gets the last of the shampoo off her and opens her eyes just as the shower curtain is lifted and the ax slices her head clean off her body before she can get a word out. Her head flies to the right side and hits the bathroom floor tile wall before dropping right on top of the drain. Her body goes limp and falls to the left side of the bathtub. The man puts Veronica’s things on the sink and then turns the water to the shower off. He turns around, opens the door, and exits the bathroom. He turns and heads toward the guest room until he hears the door open to the master bedroom. He quickly walks over to the stairs and looks around the corner to see Aly come out and go into the bathroom. Knowing she’ll see what he did in there, he decides to carefully head down the stairs and exit the house. Aly walks into the bathroom and takes one look at the bloody bathtub and sees Veronica’s head by the drain and her headless body. Aly screams at the top of her lungs, which awakens Stacy and Jake despite having headphones on.

They come rushing out of the room and into the bathroom and look at what had made Aly scream.

“Oh my god, Veronica!” Stacy shrieks.

“Oh god!” Jake says as he turns Aly away from looking at it.

“Come on! Let’s get out of here!” Stacy says, starting to cry.

Aly, who’s hysterical, stops crying and speaks.

“Who could have done this to her? And where’s Eddie?”

“You don’t think…” Stacy asks the question almost immediately.

“What? No way! There’s no way Eddie could’ve done this! Are you crazy, Stacy? You know him!”

“Then where is he?” Stacy asks, now crying and hysterical like Aly.

“Let’s go downstairs. Maybe he’s down there.” Jake says.

They both take Aly and quietly and slowly walk down the stairs. Jake sits with Aly on the couch as they all look around.

“I don’t see him down here,” Jake says.

“Maybe he’s outside. I’ll go look.” Stacy says.

“No! What if whoever killed Veronica is out there?”

“I’ll be quick. I’m just gonna go out on the deck and look around. You two come over by the door and keep lookout.”

They both agree and get up and walk over to the door. Stacy opens it and walks out onto the deck. She doesn’t see Eddie. She walks a bit further onto the deck and looks over the front railing and over to the bonfire. There she sees Eddie’s body sliced in half. Stacy looks away and almost dry-heaves as she runs toward the door, shooing Jake and Aly back into the house. Stacy closes the screen door and the other door after it and locks it.

“What is it? What did you see?” Jake asks.

“It was Eddie. Or rather, what was left of him. He was sliced in half! It was awful!” Stacy says, crying.

Aly begins crying, and Jake does too. They all go and sit on the couch trying to compose themselves. Aly is the first to speak after a few moments.

“You guys, it’s the Malibu Maniac!”

Stacy and Jake both look at her with worried eyes.

“I think you’re right, Aly. Daddy said not to worry, and I just didn’t want to believe that the killer could come here.” Stacy says.

“What do we do?” Aly asks.

“I’ll call the police, and then I’ll call Daddy”

“Good idea. We’ll stay here on this couch; we aren’t going anywhere.” Jake says.

“Okay, I’ll use the phone over there to call,” Stacy says.

She gets up and glances over to notice Aly has gotten closer to Jake, who's now holding her in a comforting embrace. Stacy gives them both a reassuring smile as she walks toward the phone. She picks up the receiver and goes to dial 911. Aly and Jake look at one another as Jake puts his head to hers and whispers It's going to be okay. Aly holds back tears as Stacy talks into the phone to the police.

“Yeah, hi, my name's Stacy Foster. I’m at 1122 Caberminga Drive. I’m here with two of my friends, and two of my other friends were murdered. We think it's the Malibu Maniac.”

She stops talking to let the person on the other end speak.

“Yes, 1122 Caberminga Drive. It’s a white beach house. Huh? Yes, yes, we’re in the living room right now, and there are no lights on. What’s that? Yes. Yes, my friend Aly found our first friend, and then I went out and found our other friend-

Stacy gets upset and begins crying.

“Please hurry!”

Stacy listens to further instructions.

“Yeah, I can do that. I will. I just gotta call daddy and let him know. Okay, thank you,” she says as she hangs up.

“What did they say, and why did you hang up?” Jake asks.

“They said they’re going to send help. They said we need to get somewhere less open where someone can’t just look inside. I also told them I gotta call Daddy, and then they’ll call me back. We should go upstairs into one of the bedrooms.” Stacy says.

They walk up the stairs, and when they get to the top, Stacy takes action.

“Let’s go into the master bedroom. I’ll call Daddy from the phone in there, and we can hang out in there until the police come.”

“Okay, sounds good,” Aly says.

They walk into the master bedroom as Jake and Aly sit at the end of the bed on the right side, and Stacy sits at the foot of the bed on the top left so she can call her father. She dials her home phone number.

“Come on, Daddy, pick up. Please pick up.”

The phone rings and rings, but no one picks up. She hangs up and wipes her tears as she picks up the receiver and dials again. She looks over at Jake and Aly and sees that Jake is once again holding her. As their face to face, they kiss each other softly on the lips.

“Daddy?! It’s Stacy! Please come to the house. The Malibu Maniac was here or still is here, I don’t know, but he killed Veronica and Eddie.”

She hears him respond.

“Yes, we’re safe. We’re in the master bedroom. Okay. I love you, daddy. Please hurry.” She says and hangs up.

She looks over and sees Jake and Aly looking over at her. Aly is completely comfortable in Jake's arms now.

“Daddy's on his way too. Let’s get on the ground over there by the bed.” Stacy says.

Stacy joins them on the other side as they all snuggle close up against the bed, but they can all turn their heads and glance up over the bed to see if anyone is coming into the room. Aly puts her head on Stacy’s shoulder as Stacy plays with her hair.

“It’ll be okay, Aly. I won’t let anything bad happen to you or Jake.”

“Thanks, Stacy. We can all keep each other safe as long as we stay together.” Aly says.

“Exactly,” Stacy says.

They all stay snuggled close to one another as they slowly drift off to sleep. Aly awakens a bit later and finds herself downstairs in the middle of the living room tied to a chair with her mouth duct-taped shut. Her eyes grow wide as saucers as she takes it all in, not understanding what's going on and how she got there. She looks over at the kitchen and sees Jake in the same situation as she is, tied to a chair. The Malibu Maniac appears from behind him. Aly’s face is filled with pure terror as she shrieks and mumbles with her mouth still duct-taped. The Malibu Maniac walks over to the side of Jake and stabs him in the side of the neck with a giant butcher knife. Jake screams and begins coughing up blood as it protrudes from his neck. The killer does it again and this time runs the blade across his neck while it's still inside, causing Jake's neck to open, allowing an alarming amount of blood loss. Jake turns white and coughs more until there’s so much blood that he goes limp and dies in the chair. Aly looks on, having witnessed the whole thing. She begins crying.

The Malibu Maniac slowly walks over to her and takes the duct tape off her mouth. Aly immediately begins screaming.

“Oh God, please don’t kill me! Please don’t kill me!”

The Malibu Maniac stands there for a moment before walking up the stairs. Aly looks over, wondering what he’s doing. She then wonders where Stacy is. Five minutes later, the killer comes back down, and this time he’s dragging Stacy down the stairs with him. Her hands are tied behind her back as she screams.

“Oh God, please let me go! What’s wrong with you, you psychopath?!”

The killer drags her over to Aly and drops her there.

“Stacy!”

“Oh God, Aly! Are you okay? Did he hurt you?!”

“No, but I just watched him kill Jake! Stacy, how did I get here?!” Aly says.

“I don’t know. We must’ve all fallen asleep, and he took you and Jake up and brought you down here. I woke up, and you were gone. Oh god, Aly!”

“Where are the police and your dad? They were supposed to be here by now!”

“I don’t know! He must’ve gotten to them outside. Oh my god, Daddy!” Stacy says, crying her eyes out as she tries to free her ties from behind her back.

The killer stands by Jake and stares at him before looking back over at the girls.

“Why hasn’t he killed us?!” Aly asks.

“I don’t know!” Stacy says as she frees herself from her ties and gets up.

She stares at the Malibu Maniac with hate in her eyes as she begins walking toward him.

“Stacy, no! What are you doing?!” Aly asks pleadingly.

Stacy gets right in front of the Malibu Maniac and goes to slap him in the face. Just as she brings her hand toward his face, she stops and instead cups his head before taking the mask off his mouth and kissing him deeply. The Malibu Maniac embraces her and kisses her back, gripping her ass with his hands. Aly looks on in shock and confusion. Stacy breaks the kiss and turns around to face Aly, smiling. The Malibu Maniac takes his mask off and smiles.

“Mr. Foster?! Stacy, what’s going on?!”

“It’s okay, Aly daddies not gonna hurt you. I never called the police or daddy; I just pretended to.”

“What the fuck is going on, Stacy?! Why are you okay with this?!”

“Don’t you understand, Aly? I did this all for you. I love you, Aly. I’ve always loved you. I was tired of our friends getting in the way of us, so I had Daddy kill them. Well, Veronica and Eddie, that is. I killed Jake.” Stacy says.

“What!?”

“I saw the way he looked at you and the way you two were getting close on the couch and up in the master bedroom. When he kissed you, I knew I had to kill him myself. He wasn’t going to get in the way of our love.”

“Stacy, what the fuck are you talking about?!” Aly says, now irate and confused, crying.

“I just told you, silly. I love you, and I want us to be together. All three of us, me, you, and daddy.” Stacy says, kissing her dad again.

Father and daughter begin making out like horny teenagers as Mr. Foster cups his daughter’s ass. Aly is mortified at the display.

“You’re in a relationship with your dad?! Stacy, that’s disgusting!”

“Oh, Aly, it’s totally natural. Me and daddy are in love, and no one can break our bond. But I’m in love with you too, so I want us all to be together.” Stacy says

“Stacy, I’m not a lesbian, and I’m not bisexual. We were just best friends! Even if I was into you, how the hell could I ever love you now after your dad killed our friends and you helped him? And you’re in a relationship with your own father, which is sick. You’re sick, Stacy!” Aly says.

“You don’t mean that, Aly. You’re just overwhelmed by the situation and what's taking place, but it’s okay. Soon you’ll learn to accept it, and you’ll see that you love me and daddy too. Right, Daddy?”

“That’s right, pumpkin.”

“You both are fucking sick, do you hear me?! I’d rather die than be with either of you. You repulse me!” Aly says with venomous words.

Stacy begins getting angry and walks over to Aly.

“You don’t mean that. You love me, Aly. We’ve been best friends since 3^rd grade. We do everything together. We’re soul mates.”

“Soul mates? If I knew what a sick and twisted, daddy-loving psychopath you really were, I’d have ended the friendship years ago! But consider it over now, bitch!” Aly says as she spits in Stacy’s face.

Aly, the once innocent and scared girl, now shows no emotion toward her once best friend. Stacy slaps Aly hard across the face. She looks at her for a second and does it again. And again.

“You take that back!”

“No!” Aly screams

Stacy slaps her again and again as Aly smiles at getting Stacy flustered.

“YOU TAKE THAT BACK, YOU FUCKING BITCH!” Stacy says as she slaps Aly harder and begins breathing deeply and moaning.

Aly immediately loses the smile and has a look of absolute disgust as she realizes Stacy is now getting turned on from slapping Aly.

“Are you sorry yet?”

“Yes, Stacy. I’m sorry; please just don’t slap me anymore.”

Stacy stops as her father walks over to them. Stacy apologizes profusely.

“I’m sorry, Aly. I’m so sorry. Are you okay? I didn’t mean to hurt you.”

“It’s fine, you didn’t.”

“Okay, good. So does that mean you wanna be with me and daddy?”

“No, Stacy. But to be completely honest, I’m so messed up in the head right now from all of this. I can’t think straight, and I just lost my best friend, and all my friends are dead because of you and him!” Aly begins crying.

“It’s okay, Aly, it's okay. You didn’t lose me; I’m still here. I just want us to be together. I know that isn’t something you want, but over time I’m hoping you’ll come around to it. Daddy, untie her.” Stacy says.

“I don’t know, pumpkin, what if she tries running?”

“She’s too tired to run. Just untie her, Daddy”

John Foster goes behind Aly and undoes her ties from the chair. Aly looks at Stacy before collapsing onto the floor in front of her.

“See, Daddy, she’s too tired,” Stacy says.

Stacy and her dad start making out again as Aly lies on the floor. She crawls over to the open kitchen and tries to get herself up by clawing at the counter. Stacy and her dad are too busy to notice as Aly gets on her knees and then raises her hands and grips the counter and lifts herself. She then rests her arm on the counter so she can stand up straight. She looks at her once best friend who’s now shamelessly making out with her own father and wonders who the hell she got to where she is now. She wonders how long Stacy has been like this and, better yet, how long she's been planning all of this. She looks over at Jake’s lifeless body in the chair and notices the ax resting up against the side of it. Aly looks over at them and then back at the ax. She takes a deep breath and walks over and drags the ax on the ground before resting it against the counter. She grips it with two hands and, with the remaining energy and strength she has left, lifts it and walks over to Stacy and her father. She looks at them, still fully embraced in a full-on make-out session. She begins crying and thinking to herself again about how it all got to this before she calls out to them.

“Hey, best friend! Hey daddy!” Aly says

They stop kissing and break their embrace as they look at Aly, who raises the ax, smiling at them.

THE END

*In 2022, this story was thought to be lost in a fire, yet here you are reading it..

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