Never thought it would end this way

"Only I get to do that."

"W-What?" I asked, thinking I might have heard her wrong.

"They are all dead, Skylar. I'm all that's left and when I'm dead, he'll find someone new and you'll be in my place." She told me while grabbing my wrist and pulling me into a dressing room.

"What am I supposed to do?"

"Right now, sweetie, you just have to try this on and hope for the best." Layla said as she shoved a red, fishnet dress in my face.

I squinted at it, the drapes were closed and I took no time into changing. I didn't want Layla to get hurt because of me.

"Oh, and put these on too!" She yelled as she threw in a strapless bra and underwear. This looked as if it came out of a lingerie store. I mean, the designs and fabric were silk. He could tear this right off if he wanted to.

I suddenly felt sick to my stomach.

Thank goodness it wasn't see through. I quickly threw on it on and I looked at the dress. I cringed as I felt the thin fabric cling onto every curve of my body. It didn't even cover my ass fully!

"You done?" Layla asked.

"Y-yeah." I stuttered, trying not to cry.

"I'm sorry honey, I was a mess too when it was my time. But I feel even more bad for you because you're a virgin." She looked down sadly.

"You mean, you weren't one?" I question looking up at her. I hadn't even realized she removed the curtain and had taken me to the large mirror.

She sat me down and took out a makeup kit.

"No, I wasn't. Mine was willingly taken from Alex." She smiled at the thought. I smiled too, but it faltered once Chris was yelling for me to come out soon.

Layla took out some blush and put some on either sides of my face. I have never worn blush, I do that enough without the makeup.

She did my eye makeup and curled my hair lightning fast. I looked at myself in the mirror and I gasped.

"Wow." Was all I could muster. She really did a good job. I looked beautiful, sexy even. I touched my face and smiled.

But it faded once again when I thought of what was happening. This wasn't for Jason. This was for the cruel man behind that door. Waiting, for me.

I was grabbed by the arm gently and was pushed out the door. "Good luck." Was all I heard before I was all alone in a room. A huge room, with a huge bed. Oh, would I love to just snuggle into that bed and sleep. But of course, that wasn't the plan.

"Skylar. You look sexy." Chris said evilly. He looked me up, down, side to side...everywhere. It freaked me out and I started to back away.

But my arm was taken harshly and I was pulled to Chris.

"You don't walk away from me." He pronounced each word slowly.

"S-Sorry." I muttered softly.

"Good."

He then threw me on the bed and I sat up immediately. He climbed on top of me and leaned down, when all of a sudden there was a noise and a scream from upstairs. Chris growled at the ceiling and looked back down at me.

"C-Chris please don't do thi-" I was interrupted by his lips once again. I struggled to get away from him but he gripped me so hard it began to hurt. I started to let the tears spill and I finally got my lips free. I was about to plead again, but then he had swung his hand at my head. I yelped a sharp, high pitched scream as my head turned to the side. I blinked a few times, trying to get rid of the black spots that started to appear in my vision. Once it was cleared, I began to notice that Chris was working his way to my dress, trying to take it off.