As Kourtney began to slowly clap her hands, Megan and i exchanged looks and then continued to stare at her with confused expressions.

"You know, I'm surprised you didn't find out sooner if I'm honest. When i first came up with the plan to ruin you, I didn't expect it to be so easy. All the pieces just fell into place" Taking a step closer to her, she pulled out a large knife from her back pocket making me stop immediately.

"You're going to listen to me. Now both of you sit, oh and take of that silly big thing under your top" Her brightly colored red lips turned up at the sides as Megan sat down on my bed straight away.

I don't know why, but i expected her to look a lot prettier that before. her blonde hair was now dyed black and tied into a ponytail. She was wearing a baggy black shirt and a pair of black jogging bottoms. Her green eyes outlined with dark eyeliner, and her lips stained with a bright red.

"I want to stand" I bluntly said, trying to hide the massive fear behind the facade i was putting on. Inching closer to me, she spun the tip of the knife on her index finger while wearing a blank expression.

She honestly looked like a crazy lady from a slasher movie, lets just hope that im not one of the victims in it.

looking up at me, she went over to my door and locked it before facing Megan and I again.

"Looks like Kitten grew some balls" I grimaced as she used the nickname Tate was famous for calling me, why the hell didn't I listen to him and not throw this freaking party. Now if I screamed no one would be be able to hear because of that damn music.

"I guess so" I said with clarity. I could still hear the quiet sobs of Megan behind me, and i guess Kourtney could as well.

"Oh shut the hell up Megan! She deserves everything she's going to get, don't feel bad. Don't ever feel bad" Narrowing my eyes at her, I quietly went to join Megan to console her. Giving her a reassuring smile, she tried her hardest to smile back, but failed.

"Why're you doing all of this Kourtney? What because i caught you screwing the freaking janitor? Is this some weird kind of pride thing?" I didn't even notice my voice was growing louder as i said every word, not until Megan had placed her hand on my shoulder.

Kourtney hopped onto my desk and began to laugh.

"You don't get it do you? You're the reason behind everything! You've caused me so much pain and its not fair. Its not fair that you get someone to love, its not fair that you have a better life than me! Its not fair!" Stabbing the knife into the desk, i flinched at the impact.

"How is it my fault that your life is fucked up?!" I screeched. Megan elbowed me in the side gently, indicating for me to shut up.

I'm sorry, but i wasn't going to shut up, she almost made me lose my boyfriend, she made me look like a fool and a whore, my friends were even doubting me, i was ridiculed and she still expects me to shut up.

Standing to my feet, she quickly pulled out the knife she had stabbed into my desk, and also got to her feet.

"Look, unless you want to go to jail I'd leave. Don't you think you should let the pass go, let bygones be bygones? He was a janitor, I'm sure you can get another one if you want one so bad" Widening her eyes, she swiped the knife from left to right, trying to cut me. Falling onto my bed, she held the knife with her clenched fist.

"No. What's going to happen is that you're going to admit everything into that camera, you're going to answer my questions, and then you're going to die? And if any of you downstairs try to leave, i will kill her straight away and come for you. I have eyes everywhere" Furrowing my eyebrows, I looked behind her and saw the camera set up.

You could see my kitchen, the bedrooms, and also the living room. I'm guessing the people could see what was happening as everyone was so silent, you could hear if a pin dropped.

"Now, lets a play a little truth telling shall we, Carmela" She smiled while twirling the knife.

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TATES POV:

"This is your fucking fault, I swear to god if she's hurt I'm blaming you, Honey!" I shouted while still trying to get through to Kitten. Dialing her number once again, I banged my head on the headrest when it went straight to voicemail.

Stepping on the pedal, I ignored the cursing coming from Honey and concentrated on the road. Driving down our street, I shouted in frustration at all the cars parked outside.

"Quiet party" Honey mumbled under her breath as we got closer, but she was right. Parking in my driveway, I swung open the car and paused to see if i could hear any music, but I heard nothing.

"If I don't come back in 30 minutes, call the cops" Before leaving, Honey grabbed hold of my wrist making me look down at her with a puzzled expression.

"Just...be careful" My face relaxed as she quickly pulled her hand back into her lap. Smirking, I pushed the car door so it closed and took a step away from it.

"I'm not making any promises" Sending her a wink, she rolled her eyes and shooed me away. Running next door, I ran up the steps and tried to push the front door open. When it didn't budge, I tried again...and then again.

Putting my ear to the door, I lowered my brows as I couldn't hear anything, it was completely silent, not exactly something you expect from a birthday party.

Stepping back from the door, the adrenaline pumping through my veins made it pretty easy for me to kick the door in after a couple of attempts. Rushing inside, I walked to the living room and tensed as I saw what was on the TV screen. There was Kitten, Megan and Kourtney holding a knife.

Looking towards Francesca, there were tears in her eyes as she got to her feet. Running into my arms, I wrapped one arm around her and the other on the back of her head. Holding her back at arms length, she quickly told me how Kourtney was threatening Kitten.

Kissing her on top of her head, I turned around and was about to head up the stairs before Kit had stepped in my way.

"Get the fuck out of my way Stylinsky" Pushing me back in the chest, i shouted in frustration as he tried to block me once again.

"She's just some dumb slut Tate, why'd you care so much?" Grabbing him by his collar, I pushed him up towards the wall with a growl.

"She is good in the sack though" Throwing him onto the floor, i took hold of his collars and slammed him onto the cold ground again.

"Did she scream your name like she did mine?" He laughed. Smacking him in the face with my fist, I suddenly got pulled off by someone, but still got a chance to kick him in his side.

Turning around, I looked at both Jensen and Jared each wearing confused expressions.

"What the fuck is going on?" Jared mumbled.

Hearing a loud scream from upstairs, I pushed both Jensen and Jared out of the way and made my way up the stairs.

"Carmela"

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A/N: DUN DUN DUN DUUUUUUUN

Kit is a tit, like I can't deal with him -_-