"When you guys are done making
out, let's take a look at this huh?"
⚠️ I DO NOT OWN FEAR STREET, I
ONLY OWN MY OC , HEATHER ⚠️
-I wrote this a year or two ago, my writing is a little better now, so excuse if there's any mistakes
FEAR STREET PART 2...
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This is a really short chapter, I promise the next one will be longer! I know it took a while for me to post this, forgive me my ideas for this story keep changing 😭😭 Enjoy though!
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"Hey, what's your name? Look at me. What's your name?"
"Ziggy." She replies with a breath, her eyes opening and closing a few times. Watching her in pain made my heart break.
"Christine. Her real name is Christine Berman." Nick states while staring directly into her eyes. I add onto his sentence, "Ziggy's just a nickname." I wonder how he knew that.
Ziggy was covered in blood, face, arms, clothes, literally everything on her was covered in dark red blood. Like she got Carried.
"Where's my.. Where's my sister?" Ziggy asked in between deep inhales.
The thunder gets louder, as Nick just stares at her. She looks over to me, my gaze following to Cindy.
She looks with her eyes over there, just staring at Cindy. With a gasp, she closes her eyes for a second and opens them again, the doctor gone to go get something.
"Guys.. It was her. Sarah Fier. It was the witch. The curse, it's.. it's real."
Nick and I exchange eye contact, I inhale a deep breath. Shrugging at him, we then turn our stare to Ziggy, not saying anything.
How was I supposed to say anything? Guilt overtook me. Cindy died, and maybe if I stayed there, I could have helped her. Helped them.
My thoughts were pushed away as the doctor comes back and pushes Ziggy's bed into an ambulance car.
I watch from the distance as the ambulance drives off, then a cop comes over to us with hands on his hips.
"So you kids wanna tell me what happened here?"
Those words sort of stopped me.
What did just happen?
"Tommy Slater. He just.. He just went crazy." Nick tells the cop, turning to look at him. The cop looks at me, I just nod in agreement and bite my lip.
"Goddamn Shadysider's."
I felt insulted, I don't think he knows I'm a Shadysider. He deeply sighs and walks away to the other cops.
"Why'd you say that?" I ask Nick, confusion planted all over my face, "You know what really happened."
He just turns to look at me, looking all over my face. Every feature, not saying anything.
"Are you gonna say something?"
He turn away, his head going up, staring at the clouds and rain. Not getting an answer out of him, I roll my eyes.
I didn't know at the time, but Nick was the cause of every single Shadysider's death here,
