Shorty St. Fan Fiction

The Ferndale strangler is long dead.. And Alice is lucky to be alive, its life back to usual in Ferndale, or so it seems..

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“Ughhhhh, 7 Am already” She mutters under her alcohol drenched breath.
Another night dusted off drinking. Everything seems as it should, as the morning hangover kicks in. Her head’s thumping and her throat’s as dry as the Sahara desert. But something doesn’t seem right; she can’t quite put her finger on it. As she searches her memories to see what’s wrong she gets interrupted.
“Alice, want a cuppa?” Craig yells from the kitchen.
“Yes darling” She says softly. “A coffee will do wonders”
She drags her self out of bed and into the shower, hoping that it’s going to be a light day at Shortland St. hospital.

As soon as she walks through those double doors, everybody is crowding around frantically trying to revive flat lining patient.
“Alice we need you right now! There’s been an attempted murder. Lethal injection, we might have enough time to save her” Kip screams.
Alice rushes over and freezes, it was Kath Henderson; Joey’s mum.
“Clear!” as the defibrillator charges up and shocks the life back into her.
Beep…beep..
“I think she’s back.” Kip breathes out with a sigh of relief
Kath opens her wrinkly old eyes slowly as her vision clears up, Alice is standing by her bed side, suddenly her eyes jolt open and give a look to Alice that could cut right through steel.
Flat line.
”She’s gone”

Alice pulls up a chair in the kitchen while un-wrapping a muffin, the image of Kath Henderson keeps flashing up and she wonders why Kath looked at her with that strong expression as if she had committed the murder. Her thoughts started to wander off again.
"Alice? Are you OK?" Craig asks
"Alice??"
"Huh! Oh Craig, oh yeah I'm fine...just...day dreaming," she gives him an uncertain smile.
Craig looks at Alice and worry sweeps over his face, he is wondering if the death of Kath had brought back bad memories again.
“Well my shift’s over, Love you” Alice says while kissing Craig on the cheek “Ill see you later tonight at home”

After another long day at work she is sitting at the I.V bar but this time she does not feel like drinking, she has only had one glass of wine so far.
Libbie stares at her, "Are you alright? You're not yourself tonight."
"Can I offer you ladies another drink?" Kiron leans over the bar.
"No...I think I might just go home," Alice picks up her bag.
"Yeah but wai-"
Alice leaves quickly in a rush home. She crawls into bed but lay there for a while, thinking, just thinking.

In her mind all she can see is Kath staring right at her, and how much alike she looked like Joey looking down at her, while she was tied down, helpless, slowly she drifts off to sleep. Flashbacks of that horrific day, begging for mercy, but getting none, she was helpless.

Alice wakes up, in the dead of night and sweating uncontrollably. She sits up and sees Joey sleeping next to her. It can’t be, he’s dead isn’t he? But she’s not thinking straight. The feelings rush back to her of what she would have done to that bastard if she was untied, but she’s got her chance now she’s no longer helpless and it’s not going to slip away.

Dead silence as her hate filters the air around her.
She’s creeping into the kitchen,
She’s grabbing the knife,
She’s getting her revenge,
She’s getting it now.

Her bloodlust is at psychopathic levels now, and then it hits her like a ton of bricks, an epiphany. The feeling she’s experiencing right now seems all too familiar.
She’s done this before… her memory suddenly seems clears up,
She was the one who tried to kill Kath Henderson last night.
She’s no better then Joey if she goes through with this, she begins to put the knife down
“ALICE!” he yells
Panic sets over her and she doesn’t know what to do. The grip on the knife tightens, and with deadly precision she strikes down with great vengeance, unlike the scissors, she twists the blade to make sure the deed is done.
She flicks on the light just so she could see the look on his face.

It’s not Joey.
“CRAIG, WHAT HAVE I DONE” she yell’s frantically

She rushes over to his crimson covered body, and with his last breath whispers out
“How could you….”

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK “Open up it’s the police! We have reason to believe that Alice Piper is the murderer!”
The door gets busted down to smithereens and a swarm of cop’s rush into the house.
But what they get is the shocking sight of two dead bodies, laying in a sea of red. With a note reading:

"I am Alice Piper, gone but never forgotten".