Scream For Me (A Scream Fanfiction)

Chapter XII

" Don't you fucking touch her! " Billy yelled, his jaw clenching. Ghostface started taking slow, predatory steps towards us. " Billy... " I said quietly, trying to pull him behind me. I knew he wouldn't kill me, but Billy was another story. " Fuck off, you sick bastard! " I screamed.

Ghostface shook his head. Billy kept me behind him, but we were losing space. Ghostface was backing us up into a wall, so he could kill Billy and grab me with no problem. I squeezed myself between the wall and Billy, getting infront of him. " I'll make you a deal, Ghostface. " I said shakily. Billy tried pulling me to him, but I stood firm where I was.

Ghostface tilted his head, as in a wondering position. " You can have me, no fighting, no trying to break free. Your part of the deal, is you don't kill anyone else. I think it's a fair deal, don't you? " I asked, hoping he'd say yes. He put his hand to his chin, mocking a thinking position. He stayed like that for a moment before shaking his head. I kicked him in the balls and dragged Billy out of the room.

Unfortunately, Ghostface recovered quickly, ripping Billy from me. He punched him in the face and kicked him down. We ran across the stairs and tried opening any of the doors, but they wouldn't budge. Ghostface tackled Billy and stabbed him. Four. Times. " Billy! " I shrieked. Billy had gotten up, before he got stabbed. He turned to me. " I love... " He never finished he sentence. " I love you too. " I said sobbing. " Fuck you, creep! " I yelled. I jumped over the railing on the stairs, falling on my side. I recovered fast and ran straight to the front door. It opened and I took off.

I saw Randy's car. I got inside, trying to find the keys in my pocket. Randy. I hope he's not dead. I heard a jingle from outside the car. I look up and saw Ghostface and grabbed them. " No! " I yelled. I locked the doors, hoping he wasn't as fast as I was. Unfortunately, he was quick. It was hard keeping up with him. After another five minutes of lock-the-door, Ghostface had enough. He opened the back door and stuck his head in there.

I kicked him and got out from the car. Ghostface was quick, he wasn't even in the car anymore. " Fuck. " I mumbled. I was about to run inside, when I noticed Dewey's body by the door step. " Dewey, no. No, no, no! " I sobbed. It wasn't fair, but then again, these kinds of things aren't. Nothing is. I grabbed his gun, knowing it was loaded and ran inside. Just then, Stu and Randy ran up to the door. " Y/N, Randy killed them! " Stu yelled. " No, Y/N! He's obsessed with you getting with Billy, but he snapped, wanted you for himself! " I couldn't think, they kept telling stuff at me that I couldn't understand. Another five minutes of this, I couldn't take it anymore. " Fuck you, both! " I yelled and slammed the door shut.

I locked it and slid to the floor. Why was this happening? Why me? Why Billy? We were finally together, both of us, finally happy. Then it was all ripped away. " Billy... I'm so sorry. " I sobbed. I prayed that he knew, I never wanted him hurt, that I truly, truly loved him. The boys kept pounding on the door, their words scrambled in my brain.

" Y/N, please! Don't leave me out here with this psycho! " Stu yelled. " Fuck. You. BOTH! " I yelled. The phone started ringing and I was stupid enough to answer it. I thought it was the police, but I was wrong. " Hello? Is the police? " I asked quickly. " No, my love. It's not the police. " I was fuming with rage now. He took everything from me. " What more could you take from me?! What more could you hurt me with?! " I screamed. " Trust me, if I wanted to hurt you, you wouldn't be here. Infact, you wouldn't be alive, honey. "

I gripped the phone, with anger. " Who the fuck do you think you are? You know who you are? You're a fucking coward, who didn't take the time to try to win me over the right way. I'm sure there are some mommy or daddy issues, but you know I had some too. Only difference between you and me, is that I didn't start a fucking massacre. " I spat. " Maybe not, but I know you were fucking close. Do you know how long I watched you, Y/N? Guess. " He said.

" A year. " I said, afraid of the answer. " Five years, Y/N. That's how long I've been planning this. Planning to finally be able to be with you. No Sidney, no Randy, no Stu, no Tatum, no Billy. " He said. My jaw clenched. " I loved him. " I said. " I know, that's why he lived so long. I could've killed him easily, but I didn't, for you. " He said. " What do you expect, a thank you note and some flowers? " I asked bitterly. " I expect you to appreciate the time you had with him. Like I said, I could've killed him easily. " He growled. " Oh really? I think you waited so long, because you're a fucking pussy, that was afraid of getting exposed by someone who's a lot better than you. "

Ghostface started laughing. " You're going to wish you hadn't said that, Y/N. I shall see you very soon, my dear kitten. " He said. With those chilling words, he hung up, leaving me wondering where the fucker was. I heard a groan from upstairs. I looked up at the staircase and saw Billy, who looked like hell, struggling to make his way down the stairs. " Billy! " I squealed. I ran up to him, helping him down the remaining steps. " I thought you were dead! " I sobbed. " I'm here, you're safe, babe. I love you. " He said, wincing every few breaths. " I love you too, Billy. " I said. There was still banging on the door. " Give me the gun. It's okay. "

I gave him the gun, he went to open the door. " Billy, are you insane? He's out there! " I said. " It's okay. You trust me? " He asked, seriousness covering his eyes. I nodded. " With my life. " I said. He smiled and opened the door. Randy ran in and Billy shut it and locked it. " It's Stu! He's gone mad. " He said, out of breath. " We all go a little mad sometimes. "