Sequels Suck

Chapter 4

 "So, what? You're telling me Billy and Stu got resurrected like the freakin Night of the Living Dead?" 

You threw your hands into your lap as you leaned forward on the fountain. "Damn it, Ray! I don't know! I just know that I know who I saw in that hallway." 

Randy gave you an exasperated look. "YN...Billy wasn't exactly the most unique looking guy. He looked like Johnny Depp; Just a greasy fucking rat version." 

You paused mid rant and raised your brows. Remembering the jealousy towards Billy with Sidney. Now most likely it transferred to plain out hatred...You could understand. 

"Randy, he had the scar." 

"Okay, so you hallucinated! It happens." He got up to pace and cringed, cluching his leg with one hand on his upper thigh and releasing. 

You felt guilty about that. Almost forgetting what you did to him. "...Does it hurt you?" 

He hummed, seeming to not hear you before waving it off. "Huh?-...Oh, no. I'm fine." You tilted your head and gave him a look. He huffed with a slight forced smile. "YN, I'm fine. Seriously. " 

"I never apologized for that...I really am sorry." 

He shrugged and wouldn't look at you. "...It's fine." 

You hesitated, frowning deeply before standing up to look him in the eyes. He blinked at you as you stared at him intently. "Randy...You know I thought I was doing the right thing... Right?" 

He sighed and pursed his lips, looking away for a moment before looking back at you. "I know...I know, I just-...If you had it all over to do again, what would you do differently?" 

You gave him a sad look. "I wouldn't have kept it from you. I wouldn't have tried protecting them. I would have risked telling my best friend's." 

He sighed and looked down at the ground. You nudged his hand with your own as he slowly glanced back up at you. 

"Randy, I know I fucked up. I know it everyday that I remember them or you...That guilt is for life. That's why I'm telling you this right now. You and only you. I know our relationship isn't exactly besties but...You're all I've got." 

He gave a humorless smirk and huffed, looking away. Walking over to the stone wall overlooking the yard as you followed him. He gripped the stone, shoulders tight as gazed at all the people walking on campus. "Oh really? I doubt that. You seem pretty popular already. You got accepted into the Zeta list and they have their eyes on you within what? 2 Days? 3?...You made Drama club AND you got casted as the leading role with Windsor's very own Brad Pitt wannabe." 

You raised your brows at him with a smirk as he tried so hard not to look at you. "Brad Pitt's a stretch-" 

"You know what I mean." He turned back around to lean his back against the stone wall. Folding his arms and practically pouting. 

"Randy." He glanced back at you as you gave him a sad smile and leaned next to him on the wall. "I lost our friendship once. Okay? It was hell without you. 2 Years of dealing with this and not a single person I called a friend in my life. I don't want to lose it again over people I barely know. What happened to us in Woodsboro connected us for life…" You smiled despite the dark subject. Humor has become your  savior in times like this." I mean, look around. We both ended up going to the same college far, far away by coincidence… I mean, what is this? Some cringey chick flick about friendship?" 

He rolled his eyes and you gave him a serious look. "Randy, please." He faltered and slowly looked over at you. You smiled softly at him. "It's you and me. Whether you like it or not."