You're Not Supposed to Die Tonight

by Kalynn Bayron

“You stabbed him?” I ask. She nods, her eyes wide, like she can’t believe what she just did. “I love you,”

“The final act is never really the end,” she said to me and Charity once as we watched the original Friday the 13th under a pile of blankets on a chilly Halloween night when we were about thirteen. “There’s always a twist, but it only works if you don’t see it coming.”