Thots and Prayers (Final Girls)

by Tylor Paige

Don’t look too deeply for a message. It’s not there. It’s just horror, with smut. That’s it, boos.

We’d left Shelley Vale over a week ago because we’d accidentally murdered half the town.

“I flipped them off, which made them stop for a split second so the woman could tell me she’d pray for me.”

Oh, Jesus Christ. Where the fuck did we end up?

Father? Shit. Shit, shit shit.

So this was what it was. I was going to be blackmailed into being... a minister... My insides twisted as flashes of memories of my dad went through my mind. His preaching and crimes turned me off from any form of religion.

“You think if you tried to leave, I wouldn’t find you? Ten years I was gone, but I knew your whereabouts the entire time. You aren’t going anywhere, but nice try.”

The man on the other side’s god may have forgiven him for his sins, but there’s no way he’d forgive us for ours.

More like wife, partner, love of my life, part of my soul, the breath I breathed. My everything. My... companion.

Fuck, if there was a hell, I was definitely going to it. Not for all the murders I’d committed in Shelley Vale or the other places, but for what I was about to do to this town.

If I was a good girl now, it would pay off in droves later.

If she was pissed off now, she was going to be raging mad when she found out that the car was fixed two days ago.

I don’t need their thoughts and prayers. I don’t need saving. I just want to be treated kindly.”