the new age - scream 2022

iv

"Are you okay?" Kiana asks Corey swallows a large glass of beer. "Yeah, she looks perfectly fine." Chad says, making the girl shrug.

"What, I can't ask anything anymore?" Corey smirks, burping. Amber scrunches her face in disgust as everyone takes a break from what they'd been taking about. Liv had just asked about Sam, and then the blonde walked and everyone looked at her weird, which automatically pissed her off.

"You're good, dude." She says, pulling her cigarette from her jacket pocket, and lighting it. "Ya know, I would say Corey is still a suspect, but I don't know...I mean there's a small possibility?" Mindy starts. Corey blows out smoke, before putting her hands on the table.

"Why would you think that?" She slurs. "You look like shit, Mindy probably thinks your too smashed and a drunk to actually kill people." Amber says bluntly.

"Amber!" Kiana looks at her girlfriend who shrugs. "I mean Tara doesn't want to fuck you, maybe you wanted revenge?" Mindy nods, making Corey scoff.

"Yo, Liv!" The group looks over to Vince, who stood with a smug smile on his face. "You want a real drink, or are you happier at the kid's table?" He smirks. Chad easily begins to get hostile, moving in Vince's face.

The smaller man almost gets violent when he pulls out a knife. "Woah! Woah!" Corey moves to where they're standing, getting in between, pushing Vince back. "Back the fuck up, Vince." The man chuckles. "Oh, you defending the pretty boy now, huh?" A man comes from behind him, pulling him back.

It's Dewey. "Hey, Dewey." Corey slurs. He nods over to her, looking back at Vince.

"Come on, you don't want to hurt anyone. Leave these kids alone, come and have a drink." He slurs, but Vince ignores it, getting in his face with the knife. Dewey easily twists his hand, but is knocked down by a punch. Corey roughly pushes him back, making him chuckle.

"Hey! Get out of here or I'm calling the cops!" The bartender runs them all out, and Corey stops at the entrance as a police car approaches from afar. She begins to walk towards her car, and Kiana notices.

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Corey had made it into the hospital late at night. Apparently, Sam had been attacked by Ghostface while Amber and the others were being interrogated at the station. "So...the only alibi you have is watching Netflix?" The blonde asks, bewildered.

"Yes, what's your excuse?" Richie asks. "Uh..." She sighs. "I was in my car, driving around." He scoffs, sitting back. "That's so solid, Corey." Amber muses as Tara wearily looks at her girlfriend.

"Why would I kill anyone, let alone my mother?"

"Listen, I get you want to blame everyone but yourselves, but Corey..." The girl looks over to the sheriff. "I will need a statement from you, come see me in the morning." Corey nods. "Will do." The sheriff pats her on the shoulder. "I'm sorry about your mother, she was a good woman." Corey nods.

"Thank you, Sherriff."

"Ok! Well why don't we just...go."

"Yeah! That's a great idea, Netflix?" Richie rolls his eyes, standing up. The sherriff, Amber and Richie leave, but Tara won't let go of Corey's hand. "Are you coming back?" Corey smiles, nodding. "Yeah, I just need to grab something from my car.

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Meanwhile, at Wes' house, him and Kevin sat in his room.

The latter laid back on the bed, already eating the popcorn while Wes searched romantic films. "About Time or the Vow?" He asks. "The Vow, I love a good amnesia plot." He nods, sitting back. "Who do you actually think is the killer?" Kevin blurts out.

"I don't know...have you ever considered...Amber?" Kevin shakes his head, humming. "No, I mean...if she was? I think Kiana would tell me."

"What if they're both the killer? Most of the time, it was 2."

"No way. Ki gets too squeamish when she pokes herself. Even the smallest puddle of blood, she wants to throw up."

"She got through Stab alright."

"Ok! No more killer talk, romantic movies until your mom gets home with dinner!" Wes sighs, grabbing a handful of popcorn and shoving it into his mouth.

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When Corey had gotten back from her car, she saw Sam and Richie burst out of the entrance. She looked at them confused, her gaze following them. "Uh..." She shrugs, walking back into the hospital and up to Tara's room.

Entering the lobby from the elevator, she notices the police officer outside asleep. Rolling her eyes, she walks in, and Tara seems to have been crying.

"Hey." Tara looks up. "Are you okay?" She shakes her head no. "I mean I know you're not..." Corey motions to her current physical state. "...but emotionally?"

"Can you stay with me tonight?" Corey nods, quickly taking off her jacket. She moves to sit down where Sam once was, grabbing Tara's good hand and kissing it softly.

"Obviously! Why would I leave?" The two kiss, Corey cupping her face.

"Thank you." Tara mutters.

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thank you to anyone reading this! sorry this chapter is kind of short and goes nowhere, i've been busy writing my scripts so next chapter will definitely be longer.