Well...you know what's going to happen if you watched the movies.

Here is the video of the death.

It is graphic so watch with caution!

WARNING: deaths

Kirstie and Alyssa walked into the salon with Esther and Nicole behind them, all their phones chirping at the same time. They all sighed, knowing it was from Scott.

"Scott's overthinking this. We're fine," Kirstie complained, shaking her head as one of the workers walked up to the group. "Hello, we're all under Kirstin Maldonado."

"Ah, yes. My daughter loves you guys," the woman responded, putting a line through Kirstie's name. She reached the Mal of Maldonado when her pencil broke, making her frown. "Oops, that's weird. This pencil has never broke before. Oh, well. What are you girls getting done?"

"Nails and tans."

The woman nodded, looking back at her working area. She looked back at the girls, looking apologetic.

"Looks like we only have two tanning beds working. The other two broke down. Who wants to get their nails first and then their tans?"

"I guess Nicole and I will get our nails done first," Esther spoke up, the girls nodding in agreement. Esther's phone rang, rolling her eyes when she saw it was Scott. She ended the call, looking at her friends. "Scott needs to stop freaking out."

"Seriously."

~~~

Scott sighed in exasperation as Mitch sat in the passenger seat, frowning as he looked at his boyfriend. Scott was on the edge ever since the Riley situation.

And Mitch didn't like it.

"Scott, where are we going?"

"Pacific Tanning and Nails. Esther, Nicole, Alyssa, and Kirstie are there," Scott replied right away, turning on the radio.

This is, the part whe-

"NO!"

Mitch jumped, widening his eyes when Scott practically slammed his hand on the radio. It changed to a different song, making Mitch groan.

"Really? Alicia Keyes? Scott, you're better than this."

"It's better than Ariana," Scott mumbled, that song still haunting him. "I know you don't like Alicia, but trust me when I say that song scares me."

This girl is on fiiiirrrre! This is girl is on fire

"Well, duh. It's about a girl being on fire. Scott, change it ba-"

"I'm not talking about this one. I'm talking about Break Free."

"Why would Break Free scare you?"

"It was in my vi-"

Scott finally understood the lyrics, a bit too literally.

Alyssa and Kirstie died because of a fire.

He widened his eyes, driving faster and almost giving Mitch a heart attack,

They're going to die.

~~~

Alyssa and Kirstie walked into the tanning bed room, Kirstie sipping from her slurpee absentmindedly. She set it down, not realizing where she set it. She stood on her tippy toes to plug the aux cord in her phone and the speakers when she raised an eyebrow.

"Uh, that's weird."

"What's wrong?"

"I think my phone deleted all my music or is refusing to show the rest of it," Kirstie noted, showing Alyssa her playlist. "How do you feel about Girl on Fire being played a thousand times?"

"I don't mind. Maybe put on your Spotify afterwards."

Kirstie nodded, going to her Spotify to be met with the same results. She shook her head, looking back at Alyssa.

"Whatever."

She put the song on and in a few minutes, her and Alyssa were ready to take tans. They didn't notice that because of the pressure Kirstie put on the shelf above her was breaking.

And her slurpee was dripping on the temperature box.

They sang off-key, practically screaming the lyrics. They laughed, not expecting anything to happen to them.

All the sudden, the temperature box began to malfunction. The temperature raised, slowly going past the 'safe zone' temperature.

Kirstie felt the sudden heat raise, ignoring it as she tried to sing.

She did live in Texas and California after all.

Alyssa was a different story.

"I think I set it up too warm," Alyssa commented, swearing profusely from the sudden raise. Kirstie didn't listen. Alyssa sighed, fanning herself quickly. "Kirst, I messed up. I turned it on too high."

"Uh?"

At that moment, the A.C knocked over the coat hanger. It hit the shelf Kirstie was under, falling on the blonde girl's tanning bed. She jumped, pushing up on her tan bed only to make the shelf move to the left. It went under the opening of Alyssa's tanning bed, making it impossible to open.

~~~

"Scott, what's wro-"

"Alyssa and Kirstie are going to die," Scott got out, driving quickly. Mitch shook his head, nor believing this. "Mitch, you got to believe me. Please."

"I don't know if I do. I'm sorry, Scott," Mitch replied, sighing sadly as they made it to the salon. "How do you know they're next?"

Scott tried to remember, wondering why everyone died in a specific order. Why did they die that why? What triggered it?

( Shout-out to anyone who knows why they are dying in this order. It's a specific object.)

"I-I don't know. I really don't," Scott admitted, pulling up to the salon. He smiled at Mitch, kissing his hand sweetly. "Your glasses make you look amazing."

"Shut up. I hates it."

"But I loves it."

Mitch blushed, unbuckling his seatbelt once Scott found a place to park. They got out quickly and went into the salon, Esther and Nicole sighing and rolling their eyes as they looked at Scott.

"Nobody has died, Scott," Esther mockingly reassured, laughing a bit. Scott frowned, which infuriated Mitch. "Leave. It's not like a nail polish bottle is going to fall into my mouth and poison me."

"It could," Scott mumbled, not liking how people were making fun of him. "Anyway, Kirstie and Alyssa were burnt alive in my vision and I have a feeling that that's going to happen."

"Stop freaking out," Nicole complained, shaking her head. Mitch shook his head, wanting to punch something. "Get ov-"

A scream interrupted her, a scream anyone could remember from anywhere.

"KIRSTIE!"

~~~

Alyssa tried to push on the tanning bed, yelping when she was burnt. Kirstie tried her best to open her own, her heart dropping when she realized something.

Her and Alyssa are trapped.

"HELLLLPPPP!"

Alyssa and Kirstie started to scream, trying to ignore the pain from the tanning bed. Kirstie's tanning bed lights began to break, digging into her skin. She screamed, covering her face to prevent from being hurt.

"HELP US!"

Alyssa felt her skin bubble, pushing the vent at the top to get out.

No luck.

She screamed as Kirstie felt the part that was holding her up begin to break. She screamed bloody murder, pushing her own vent when the part under her broke. She screamed, getting a hold of the opening to survive.

"KIRSTIE, ALYSSA! IT'S SCOTT! THE DOOR IS JAMMED!"

Alyssa looked up at her lights, instantly being consumed by flames. The same thing happened to Kirstie, both girls screaming as they met their ends.

The room caught on fire while Girl on Fire played silently, going on to another song.

If you want it, take it
I should have said it before

~~~

Never in a million years did Scott and Mitch think that they ha to plan Kirstie's funeral with Anjelica and Jeremy.

Kirstie and Alyssa's coffins were up front, everybody in tears or absolute shock. Scott was blank faced while Mitch was sobbing, unable to accept the fact that Kirstie is gone.

"Kirstie was an amazing, tall eyes young woman and although I would love to go on and talk about her, I would like to talk about my love," Kevin softly remarked, stopping to wipe hi eyes once. "Alyssa was my angel from Heaven and now she is my angel in Heaven. It's not fair."

Kevin sobbed quietly, going up to Alyssa's coffin to place a ring on there. Mitch gasped, crying more as he began to hyperventilate. Scott held him tightly, kissing his boyfriend before looking over at Avi. Avi looked mad and if looks could kill, Avi would be convicted of a massacre.

"I can't wait to see you two again, especially you, Alyssa," Kevin whispered, kissing Alyssa's coffin before going to his seat. The pastor walked up, sighing heavily before speaking.

"Refreshments are offered out of the church. Please feel free to have some. Thank you for coming here today."

Scott helped Mitch up, holding his inconsolable boyfriend close to him. Esther and Nicole walked up to them, tears in their eyes as they hugged Scott.

"I'm so sorry, Scott," Esther murmured, sobbing quietly. Scott nodded, unable to show any emotions. "We should have listened to you."

"It's okay," Scott whispered, looking at Jeremy and Anjelica. They were talking, tears in their eyes as they looked at Kirstie's coffin. "She didn't deserve to die, nor Alyssa."

"Or Lilliana," Nicole continued, looking at Mitch sadly. "Come on, Mitchy. Let me hug you."

Mitch nodded, letting go of Scott's embrace to be brought into Nicole's. He was crying too much to speak, his sons shaking his small body. Avi walked up along with Kevin, the bearded man glaring at Scott like there was no tomorrow.

"What else do you see, Nostradamus? Am I going to get a girlfriend who's going to die?"

"Avi, stop that," Esther hissed, going up Kevin. She hugged him tightly, her heart breaking for him. "You were going to propose to her that day?"

"Yes."

"There's no way to avoid it."

Everybody looked back, Riley standing in the back. He looked over at Mitch, shaking his head as he looked back at Scott. He smirked, look at everyone else before talking.

"You are the game pieces to Death's game. Only problem is the end is the actual end. There's no winning. There's only losing and everybody loses against the game of death. Three down, six more to go. Let's see who's next."

Riley walked off, naming Avi roll his eyes as he glared at Scott. Scott looked away, unable to control his anger.

"This is all coincidence, Scott. You need help."

Everyone but Mitch couldn't agree more.

A/N: I know Avi is a jerk, but there is always a jerk in these movies and...yeah, he's mean. Anyways, I hope that you all enjoyed this chapter and remember that I love you all.:)

-Maddie🐶💕🎤