𝐑𝐄𝐃𝐑𝐔𝐌
𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐓
( DISCONTINUED FROM RE WRITING )
" you're related to sarah fier, aren't you? "
" yeah, i am "
( nick goode x fem!oc ) (fear street 1978x1666 )
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NICK AND I shot down quickly, gasping for air at the horrifying state we just saw. I looked over to Nick, a pout on my face with a quivering lip that was threatening to escape a shrill.
Keep it together, Cam. I thought, clenching my fists tightly together. The tranquility that overtook the room made my heart jump with fear but was oddly relieved as Nick and I hear the Slater boy's heavy footsteps. At least, we knew where he could possibly be in the room.
Nick and I's breathing stopped as we sucked in deep breaths, Tommy settling his feet right next to the table we were at. Thankfully, we quickly navigated our way around him. But shocked by the sudden break of glass, making Nick and I look at one another with concern.
As Nick was staring in a different direction, my ear's picked up on the sound of slithering, making my eyes look down to the ground, where a bald python trailed towards us. A shudder ran down my spine, reaching for Nick's hand. I quickly grabbed it, clutching onto it as my life felt it depended on it. My eyes shut with fear, feeling the snake begin to crawl right into my lap, slithering across and into Nick's.
The sudden silence hit the room, becoming eerie. I looked over to Nick, noticing he was watching the python skirt away. I quirked an eyebrow, letting my breath go. Just as I did, a scream escaped my lips as I was yanked up onto the table.
"Cami!" I heard Nick shouted as I kicked and screamed. Tommy's hands gripped my long locks of hair as he dragged me down the table, before slamming me onto the ground with force. I looked up in horror, Tommy towering down at me with his heavy blooded axe.
His eyes traveled across my body that was breathing harshly, before his dark eyes caught sight of mine. The Slater boy froze, not moving at all at the sight of my own eyes. His eyes sparked with some sort of regret, making my eyes widen. Tommy broke out of his stance, slowly dropping his axe to his side. He bent down to me, his breathing laboriously.
"Run." He whispered with sincerity, making my mouth go agape. Before another word could be said, Nick ran towards Tommy and I with a chair, holding it up and slamming it into Tommy's head. I gasped with shock as my eyes slammed shut. The lightness that peaked through my hooded eyes was shieled by a darkness, making my eyes flutter open to see Tommy, who was shielding me with his own body. I had no time to think, as Nick shouted at me to run.
I quickly rolled out from under Tommy, racing towards the floorboard that held Ziggy, swiftly grabbing her and running out, giving one last glance to Tommy, who was trying to swing at Nick.
The fact that I was at the face of death and was somehow protected by it within 30 seconds shocked my core. I didn't even give Ziggy's shouting a second thought, nor the fact the school bus drove away, deserting us at this murderous camp.
Ziggy looked towards me with tears in her eyes, making me frown. "Kitchen." I mutter with the quick idea, making Ziggy nod. We broke into a sprint, entering the kitchen while swiftly locking the door. Immediately, I ran to the and turned it on to hopefully distract Tommy, before grabbing Ziggy and running to the pantry.
