((This takes place after the events of Scream 1, aka Scream 2))
((Also Scream 2 Spoilers))
It had been about a year or so since the killings of Woodsbro, and you had finally moved onto college, along with Sidney and Randy.
What had happened had changed everyone for the better, to say the least. I mean yeah, everyone had scars from what had occurred, along with some trauma and PTSD, things weren't all that bad. You had FINALLY gotten together with Randy (after he had asked you out in the stupidest way ever). Sidney had finally gotten a new boyfriend, someone better for her. All felt, nice.
You were half asleep in class, daydreaming about the places you hoped to visit someday. Paris, London, Berlin, the list went on and on. After class had finally ended, you grabbed your bag and rushed outside. Since it was lunch time, you planned to sit under a tree and read, studying up on urban legends.
"Heyy, there you are!"
You looked back to see Randy running towards you. You shook your head, with a smile across your face.
"Headin' to the same spot as normal?"
"Wouldn't have it any other way."
"I gotta talk with Sidney quick, but then I'll catch up with you, alright?"
"Got it mister, now go have fun."
You wave as Randy ran off once again. You sighed and headed towards your usual spot. You sit down under the tree and pull out a book you had checked out from the library recently, on a bunch of popular true crime cases.
You had ended up engulfing yourself into it. Reading about all these infamous serial killers was so interesting. The Zodiac Killer. Ted Bundy. Jeffery Dahmer. The list just went on and on. Each case was more and more fascinating as you read on. ((I apologize if your not a true crime person, I very much am so I had to put it in [:)
You hadn't even realize how much time had passed by. But for some reason, Randy never showed up. Where was the dork? You placed the book back in your bag, and decided to go look around for him.
After a while, you spotted Gale and Dewey standing by a white van. Out of curiosity, you walked over, placing your bag off to the side.
"What's going on?"
"Wait! Don't look!-"
In less than a second, everything flashed through your eyes.
Was Randy...
Dead...?
You froze, staring in horror. Dewey was also frozen in shock as well, Gale still trying to process the scene.
"I'm so sorry .. we should have done something .. we left him alone on the phone.. I..-" Gale tried apologizing to you, but you remained silent.
You fell to your knees, and screamed.
He was gone.
It all felt pointless now.
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Hehe, Hope ya'll don't mind the cliffhanger~ Do I plan to write a sequel? Probably not, that just makes the pain of the cliffhanger worse >:)
Anyway, this is the finale of "His Final Girl"! I'm sorry if it was disappointing, I am after all, only a inexperienced high schooler writing these stories.
Now, am I stopping writing all together? No! I have another fanfic in the works, more geared towards my own character from another series.
Though if you weirdo's want, I'll write a Billy fanfic or something, which I don't mind doing at all btw
Now, I want to play a game.
~Blaze
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