Dead Superstars Chapter 2.

Teeler · Jun 15, 2016

Chapter 2 of Dead Superstars.
Sorry if ANY content at all offends you. (sexual references, bipolar references, etc)

Spoiler: Chapter 2: The Staff
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Abi, Brandon, Lucas and Devin stood around Michelle’s body.
“So we can’t escape and two hot chicks are dead?” smirked Brandon.
“This isn’t funny!” Devin hissed, “we need to figure something out on how we’re going to sort this out!”
“I just find it amusing how all the hot ones die first!” exclaimed Brandon. Abi glared.
“So you’re saying I look like a wet dog, huh?” yelled Abi, “well screw you! How could you? 13 years being friends with you and your brother so you say I’m not hot?!”
“You’ve been our best friend for 13 years, it’d be creepy if he said you were hot,” said Lucas, Brandon’s twin.
“Alright, sorry, boys let's stop fighting and try sort this out!”
The remaining Superstars sat in the lounge.
“Is there a reason we’re sitting with a dead body?” asked Devin, “especially my dead ex!” He pointed at Khloe.
“I thought you still loved her?” exclaimed Abi, “I’m sure Khloe would be sad if you died!”
“I’m bloody depressed about it!” Devin yelled defensively, “how could you say I don’t love her anymore?”
“Woah,” said Brandon, “she’s dead to be fair. She would have wanted you to move on with your life, as long as you never forgot her.” He patted Devin on the shoulder.
“It should be me instead of her, I should have died!” Devin was still upset, obviously, also unable to get over the fact Khloe died.
“Then again, she wouldn’t want me to die,” agreed Devin, “promise me that we will avenge her!” Abi looked at him.
“Of course we will!” Abi hugged Devin, “also, sorry for giving your ex CPR, you could have killed her since you never really paid attention.”
“Don’t mention it,” smiled Devin, “must have been an awkward first kiss!”
“Life saving doesn’t count as a first kiss!” smirked Brandon

“Please, can we try sort this out now?” Abi asked him.
“Sure, wait where’s Lucas?”

Abi and Devin were sitting in Abi’s brother’s old bedroom.
“Why are we here?” Devin asked Abi.
“Look, Lucas is missing and Brandon ran off when he heard a massive crash from somewhere. If we split up, we could be killed!” exclaimed Abi, “I quite value my life thank you!”
“Well, sorry,” muttered Devin, “so we should discuss what’s happening, the killer is probably someone else at school!”
“What about Tom?” Abi asked before she could stop herself.
“Who? That irrelevant guy who always sits in the corner doing nothing?” Abi slapped him.
“Even if he is the killer, no need to be rude!”

“Lucas?” Brandon called through the hallway. He had heard a bang coming from the kitchen.
“What if it’s the killer?” Brandon asked himself, “what if Lucas is dead?” Brandon grabbed a small chair and held it to defend himself. If someone walked by, he’d knock them out with the chair.

Lucas ended up in the basement. Earlier in the lounge he had been dragged away from someone unknown when he had his back turned to the others.
“Who would do such a thing?” he asked himself, “to kill two people and then kidnap me!” He heard footsteps coming from upstairs, slowly going downstairs towards him.
“Hello?” Lucas called, as if the killer was going to reply with “yeah? I’m in the kitchen, want a sandwich bro?” The footsteps came closer and closer.
“PLEASE DON’T KILL ME!”

“Did you hear that?” Abi was startled as she and Devin were sitting in the bedroom.
“I heard it too!” exclaimed Devin, “we should investigate!” Devin grabbed a baseball bat, Abi grabbed a camera and got ready to investigate.
“Why the hell do you have a camera?” Devin asked.
“Why the hell not?” smiled Abi, “we could take a photo of the killer and if police find it they can arrest the person!” Devin realized there was no point arguing. They didn’t know someone was in an air vent, listening to them.
“Those annoying brats will not find out it was me! They can’t and they won’t! I will do whatever it takes to stall them!”

“PLEASE DON’T KILL ME!”
“Excuse me sir, may I ask who you are?” a posh voice asked.
“Huh?” grunted Lucas.
“I am the butler, Mr Wilson, but do call me Alfred!” Alfred introduced himself.
“I didn’t know Abi was this rich!” exclaimed Lucas.
“Her parents told me to stay and make sure she didn’t cause and trouble, we all know she can be a bit of a rebel at times!” Lucas smirked at him.
“She’s not that bad, anyway someone is trying to-”
“Yes, I know!” Alfred rolled his sleeve up to show a massive cut on his arm.
“Holy s- who did that?” Lucas asked.
“I’m not sure, but they-”

Abi and Devin prepared to leave the room. Abi tried opening the door, but it was locked.
“No!” gasped Abi, “they can’t leave us in here! They can’t! They can’t! T-t-t-they c-c-c-can’t! With windows blocked up, we’ll run out of air!” Abi was so stressed she fainted.
“Really Abi?” muttered Devin, “you had to faint NOW? At least you’re alive unlike K-khl- oh forget it!” Devin swung his baseball bat at the door, only for it to snap in half.
“You’re joking right?”

Brandon was still waiting, as he heard someone in the kitchen. He charged into the kitchen, holding his chair and swung it, to be greeted by a girly scream.
“WHO ARE YOU?” screamed Brandon and the woman at the same time.
“Brandon, a friend of Abi’s!” exclaimed Brandon.
“I am Maid Fifi Fro-Yo, but everyone calls me Fi, or Fifi!” Fifi introduced herself, “I look after the house when the Smiths can’t! Some madman killed that blue haired girl, what was her name? Karen? Karla?”
“Khloe, but it doesn’t matter. We need to get out, can you help us?”
Fifi thought about it.
“I better get a better pay rise if we escape!” muttered Fifi. She turned to Brandon and said, “I want to stay alive as well, so why the heck not?”

“YOU set the door to zap whoever tried to leave?” Lucas asked Alfred.
“I thought the killer would try to leave the house,” confessed Alfred, “I had no intentions to kill Kayla-”
“Khloe for goodness sake!” corrected Lucas. Alfred glared at him.
“Does it honestly matter?” the posh man exclaimed, “as I was saying, I had no intention to kill Khloe as she’s a sweet girl. She wouldn’t do such a thing and kill anyone! Anyway, we need to escape!” Alfred and Brandon went to the stairs, ready to try find the others.

“Abi, please!” gasped Devin, “wake up!” Devin was trying to support Abi, but he couldn’t. He laid her on the bed.
“I’m sorry,” stuttered Devin. He saw an opening to an air vent, so he used his strength to rip open the vent. He realized it was big enough for him to crawl through.
“I’d take you with me, but you’re unconscious! I’m sorry Abi!” Devin crawled through the vent without her.

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