Rebecca stood next to the door and asked: "Who is it?" A series of shots rang through the door as Matt shoved Jody off the edge of the bed onto the floor. A loud: "Fuck!" could be heard from the other side as the gun jammed and the shooting stopped. Rebecca opened the door and giving her best Barry bonds impression swung as hard as she could and knocked Amanda right on her ass. The machine gun skidded down the hallway out of Amanda’s reach. Rebecca shouted at her: "My…" hit, "boyfriend…" another hit, "is…" yet another hit "dead" she hit her again "you fucking bitch." Matt came in behind her and grabbed the bat before she could hit her again. The bat was covered in blood and the hallway walls were as well. The most loving and knowing family could not even recognize Amanda’s face. Rebecca’s legs and arms were dripping with blood. Rebecca grabbed a vibrating pen she had taken away from Simone earlier and stabbed it once into her eye to make sure she was dead. She clicked it once t watch it vibrate in the dead eye socket. Matt tried to pull her away but Rebecca was continuing to kick the lifeless body sprawled in the hall. After trying for a few minutes to pull her away he gave up when the phone started to ring. Jody wasn’t picking up so he went back in to answer. "Hey Matt, its Brad. Heather is dead. I loved her Matt... I mean, I really loved..." "I know Brad we al know. We’ve all known for a while now we were waiting for you to figure it out. Sorry man. Things are going to hell. Denise was just shot by Amanda and then Becca went McGuire on her. Things are fucked up Brad. Things are really fucked." Jody finally got up and dragged Becca away from Amanda’s dead body that she was still kicking and dragged her to the bathroom to wash her up and maybe change her clothes. "I talked to Farah who lives down the street from Charlene… She was killed in a squad car with agent Thorson from the bar... you know the one who was talking to everyone." "Yeah I know who you mean. So Char is dead too…what the fuck else could go wrong…" "Well since you asked, Brandy and Joey were killed also. Matt they know where we are, I think Becca, Jody, Melissa, you and me are the only ones left. And they know where we live." "Yeah…" Matt was interrupted by Rebecca as she walked out the bathroom wearing one of John’s leather jackets and an evil look in her eye. "Is that Brad?" she asked. "Yeah," Matt answered. He explained the situation and Becca thought about it for a second. She grabbed the phone away from Matt and started talking to brad in quick short sentences. Her mind was now working on full auto mode. She was blocking the image that was not even three feet away of her dead boyfriend behind the sheet that Matt had pulled off the bed. "OK. We’re getting the hell out of here. They know where we are so we will go where they can’t possibly know. "Where are we going Becca?" asked Jody. "Brad is gonna meet us there he is on his way. We are going to John’s writing lodge in the woods of Mountain Lake..."

To be continued…

(You’re fucking kidding me Jon… a cabin in the woods?)

Yes shut the fuck up it’s my story..