Unforgettable chap. 12

"Get down and dirty"

I fell asleep again. I jumped up getting ready to punch someone, but I was still laying in the bed in me and Jamal's room. He must of went to get some medicine or something. I laid back down. What a great rehab experience this turned out to be. I herd a loud thump outside the door. I didn't hesitate to roll under the bed, and pulled the blanket down so they couldn't see me.

"Farell, are you still in here?"

It was Jamal. I rolled up from under the bed and sat down. He smirked and sat next to me.

"Give me your arm."

I put my arm out and he started to rap my wrists after putting some weird stuff on it. It burned but I didn't care, nothing worse compared to what I've been going through this last couple of days.

"So, I guess he pulled you out of the room when I was asleep."

"I think so."

"But what I'm wondering is, how did he get in. You know with all the security around here."

I started to wonder myself. How did he get in. After he finished rapping my arm, he started rubbing the blood and mud off of my face. I couldn't smile right now. It was to harsh a time. There's some murderer stawker dude putting me through hell. I got up off the bed and went over to the bathroom. My jacket was sitting there. I forgot about it. I think ever sense my big headache I'm starting to not remember allot of this. I put it on and walked back out in the room. I put on a clean tank top and put on a pair of Jamal's work out shorts. They were so comfortable and swingy. I wiped off my white air forces and started out the door causally.

"Where are you going?

I looked back at Jamal's worried face.

"I'm going to warn the others, and get out of here."

"I'm coming with you."

I nodded and walked out the door with Jamal behind me. He had one of his weights in his hand, wearing a gray tank top, black gloves, work out shorts, and his white air forces and a stocking cap. I walked behind me the entire time, making sure I wouldn't get attacked from behind.(giggle :D) I walked up to Sarina's room and started knocking on the door. Sarina slammed the door open with a angry face.

"What the fuck do you want queers!"

I turned and smiled at Jamal. He smiled back. Then we both looked back at Sarina as I slammed the door in her face. I started up to Pacreasha'sroom. Her door was locked so I guess she left here early. I guess she's not emo anymore. I went to the other side of the hall to Bobby's room. His door was wide open and he was on his hands and knees scrubbing the floor.

"Hey Bobby. Were at high alert and we need you to come with us."

He looked up at us, and then looked back down scrubbing the floor.

"I'm sorry but I cant leave this floor like this."

Jamal walked over and grabbed his arm and picked him up.

"There's a murderer loose and we need to go."

"Well in that case I'm coming too."

He went back and grabbed a hand full of cleaning products and walked out the room with us. I didn't think Tyler was here, his door was wide open with no one inside. I guess half the people got tired or Dr. Sims's methods. So the only person that I have now is Bobby and Jamal. i signaled them to the front lobby. I jumped over the counter and started to pick up the phone, no dial tone.

"Great."

"What... whats going on?"

Jamal came over to the counter.

"Bobby, there's no tone."

"Oh great, just great! Were going to die aren't we!"

I hung up the phone and jumped back over the counter.

"Bobby calm down, were not going to die."

He started to hyper ventilate. Jamal started patting him on the back. There was no way that I could get through the front door, and theres no windows. I started to take charge here.

"Ok, Jamal. You've been here longer than me right? Wheres the other exit?"

"down in the basement."

I threw my face in my hands. Thats not really the best place to go when theres a killer on the loose that could be any where in the biuldiing right now. I tried not to think about it.

"Wheres the basement?"

Jamal looked at me.

"We have to take the stairs, the elivators been out."

"Sense when did this place have a elivator?"

He shrugged his shoulders. Bobby was scared out of his mind looking around with wide eyes. Jamal giuded us to the stairs. It was pitch black. I made Jamal go first, and then Bobby in the back. There were no lights at all through the stairs, but when we got to the bottom, there was a light switch. I flicked it up. There was nothing here but what looked like a library of very old books. We slowly walked on.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

We turned and saw Bobby screaming like a dumb ass as a family of rats ran by his feet.

"Bobby shut the hell up. Do you want him to find us?"

He shook his head no and tried to keep quite. We walked on. It was so old and dusty down here. We slowly made it to the boiler room. There were red lights lighting the place, steam blowing out of corners and pipes.

"I cant do this."

I smacked my hands on my sides and turned back around to Bobby. He was going crazy.

"Its so dirty down here! So dirty!"

"Shut the fuck up!"

He wouldn't stop yelling. He kept talking and talk and talking, and then a big spider web flew right in his mouth. He stopped, and started heaving it out.

"AAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

Jamal ran over to him and tried to hold him up from falling on the ground but Bobby pushed him off. He grabbed a bottle of some green cleaning product that he made himself. He started pouring it in his mouth. My eyes flew open as I ran over to him to try to stop him, but it already started to burn a hole through his throat. I squealed a little and jumped back. He was foaming from the mouth and fell on the ground twitching. Jamal jump against the wall in shock. I started backing away from the body, signaling Jamal to fallow. I thought I had backed into a wall, so I turned...and turned right in the arms of Greg. I screamed but he held my mouth, putting a knife to my throat. Jamal had a great deal of get the fuck off him look, holding the weight tightly. Greg through off his mask and smiled at Jamal.

"What are you going to do with that?"

Jamal balled up a fist. Greg started laughing like a retard, and then started licking my forehead. I turned my head in disgust. Jamal jumped across Bobby and lifted the weight, getting ready to smack Greg in the face with it. Greg back up and put the knife closer to my throat, waving his finger at Jamal.

"Don't do anything you will regret later Mr. Jamal."

Jamal had a look on his face like he didn't know what to do. I didn't know what to do either. He had the knife so close to my neck, If I struggled I would end up getting cut. I knew Jamal didn't know what to do, I didn't either. It was either I die, Greg dies, or Jamal dies. I would rather have Greg die...like now! Greg start dragging me back with him, I guess making his way to the door down the long hall. Jamal started to take a step forward. Greg would make a threatening gesture every time. We soon were out into the hall right in front the door. Greg stopped.

"Come any closer Jamal and I'll slit his throat!

He had a psycho grin on his face. Jamal looked confused and angry.

"Why are you doing this?"

I started muttering. He looked down at me.

"Because...because I want you! I need you! You don't need this...this...thug!"

Jamal balled up a fist.

"Bitch I ain't no thug and you best get your hands off him now or I'm going to bus a cap in your candy ass!"

"Oooooow threats!"

I started to roll my eyes. I couldn't take this anymore. I had to jump to drastic measures. I lifted my head to Greg's face with a broken scared smile.

"Why..why..do this."

He looked down at me.

"I could kill Jamal myself...and we...and...and we can be together. Just us."

I hesitated on my words and looked at Jamal. He had a weird what are you doing look. Greg looked down at me with a smile.

"Do you mean it? You will kill him, and run away with me?"

I nodded sadly.

"Just...just give me the knife...and I'll do it."

Jamal started to shake his his in disappointment backing away. Greg started smiling like a retard shaking his his head up and down, slowly letting go of me and handing me the knife. I grabbed it and started towards Jamal. He started to look scared and confused at the same time.

"Farell...what are you doing?"

I started crying. I gripped the knife tightly and stood in front of Jamal. He looked up with his eyes closed. I looked down and start crying samore. I felt Greg come up behind me.

"What the hell are you doing! Kill him!"

My eyes shot open. I started to get angry. I turned and looked at Greg. His eyes got bigger.

"Kill him!"

I cocked my head to the side.

"Why kill him, when I can kill the killer!"

His mouth dropped and he started towards the door. Without hesitation, I threw the knife right into his back. He screamed and fell to the ground like he had a cramp or something. I turned and looked at Jamal. He sighed and put his hands on his hips smiling at me. I smiled back.

"why would you have any dought in your head?"

He shrugs. We walked up to Greg. I kicked him as hard as I could and watched blood from his mouth splatter all over the wall. Jamal dropped his weight on him, and then spit on him. Then, we started to walk away. But I just remembered. I turned back around and ran back to Greg. Jamal watched. I grabbed the knife and ripped it out of his back, whipping the blood on his coat and started back towards Jamal.

"I saw those movies, you never no when the bitch might get back up."

We started to laugh and walk back to our rooms. When we got to our room, we watched as Sarina and Tyler walked out towards us.

"What the hell happened to you?"

I looked at Sarina and rolled my eyes.

"Killing a killer bitch, killing a killer."

I started into the room. Jamal threw up the peace sign a Sarina, grabbed our things, and walked out into the lobby.