𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔 𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒚 ⦊ 𝒇𝒔⁹⁴

𝒊𝒕'𝒔 𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓

"more death in shadyside. a drug fueled night of violence leaves a trail of bodies. there are three dead in east union medical." so here she sat in deena's house on the sofa alone. remembering when she'd be squished between simon and kate. how simon would rest his hand on her thigh. deena and sam upstairs and josh in his room no doubt in his games. they had quickly returned to their normal lives but she felt empty. like she wasn't living anymore, merely surviving. and the red jumper in her lap reminded her of someone who died for her. how he had been quick to push her out if the way.

and that's when simon skidded to a stop. kate was there. laid down on the bread slicer. head sliced and blood everywhere and she screamed. deena letting the tears drop into the water where sam was screaming for life. simon looking behind him for a spilt second and pushed anastasia put of the way. the girl landing on the cold floor with a smack. followed by the sound of an axe slicing into skin. blood splattered over her again. and his body feel forwards. infront of her. the axe through his skull. blood pouring down his face.

he had pushed her out of the way. that axe was suppose to be for her. and maybe, he would still be alive. he had sacrificed himself for her. he had kept his promise. like simon always did. anastasia and simon always valued their pinky promises, they were serious to them.

"do you think we're gonna die?" she mumbled so he pulled back, feeling her tear against his cheek. and he was quick to wipe it away.

"no, yes, no. maybe?" he responded and she scoffed. he made her smile. good.

"you're not gonna die anastasia, i wouldn't let that happen." he added, notcing her weary look. she looked almost ill.

"promise?" she mumbled holding her hand up. pointing out her pinky.

"i promise." he mumbled as he laced his finger with hers. before bringing it to his lips and kissing the skin of her knuckles lightly.

and now she brought her hand to her face, staring down at the skin he had pressed his lips too. feeling cold touch against her skin making her shiver, she's gotta stop dreaming about him. he's dead. gone. and she cried. sitting there on deenas couch, hugging his jumper  wearing his rings. listening to the TV explain thr latest shadyside news. brandy and mikey sat at home watching tv too, they hadn't seen anya much since. and now watching the tv they understood why. the pictures of her best friends on the screen. killers. it was all wrong. mary was passed out on the sofa beside them, she had been a lot nicer to them two since it happened. and that's when the doorbell rang at deenas house.

"josh! anya! someone's at the door!" deena shouted rushing to through the kitchen when josh stepped into the door frae. scaring her.

"what?" he spoke and anya smiled lightly nibbling on her pizza slice.

"you ordered dinner?" she asked shocked looking between the two.

"what like it's hard?" anya spoke and deena laughed.

"yeha it's not a big deal, just some pizza." he smiled and deena dove forwards pressing a kiss to his head as he squirmed complaining like a baby. and he disappeared back to his room and that's when the phone rang. both deena and anya stopping to look at it. deena pointing at her as she got up. most likely for her.

"hello, who is this?" she asked as deena stood waiting but no answer came from anya as she shrugged her shoulders.

"hello?" she asked again, the silence was deafening.

"okay asshat, what's the point of pranking us. not funny dude. don't call here again-" she started going to put down the phone when finally there was a voice.

"you're still alive?" the person on the other side questioned.

"yes?" anya replied confused.

"anastasia wood?" the other side questioned and her brows furrowed.

"how do you know my name?" anya spat deena walking closer to the phone as well. listening in to the conversation.

"it's you. how-" what the fuck was this person on?

"who is this?" she asked. sam laid on deenas bed waiting for her to come back. when she heard the whispering.

"sam."

"you called me! wanted to know how i survived the camp nightwing massacre."

"c. berman."

"did you touch the bones? did you see her face?"

"no it's over." deena said taking the phone off anastasia. and anastasia stood in confusement. how did c.berman know her name. it's you? how are you still alive? none of it made any sense

"no it's over." deena repeated.

"over?" she replied.

"yeah but thanks for your prompt reply."

"it's not over. it's never over."

"we ended it. we stopped the killers."

"but you have stopped her. you can't. she makes the rules."

"who?"

"the witch. she'll do whatever it takes.  she brought her back. you're not safe. she'll find a way. she's coming for you. she always brings her back." a cave of kinds appearing in anastasia's mind. bring her hand to her head. markings in the ground. a ritual. of kinds. names upon the walls. not just any names, the names of the killers. tommy slater. ruby lane. ryan torres and the words appeared upon the stone. a new name. a new killer carving into the stone as as soke in tge background. samantha fraser. deena looked back up at anya who was frozen in spot, wide eyes and pointing behind her. and deena turned around, wanting to know what was wrong. only to find sam. and she let out a sigh of relief.

"sam." she breathed out and that's when a fly buzzed past her. something was wrong with sam. she looked almost... dead. and deeena gasped. feeling feeling warm sensation in her stomach looking down to find sam holding a knife. sam had stabbed her. anya screamed as she charged at sam. c. berman still on the phone hearing it all go down. c. berman who somehow knew anya. josh sat downstairs playing on his computer. listening to music, unable to hear the noise upstairs. he couldn't hear deena screaming for sam to stop. nor anastasia fighting off sam. unable to hear the three fighting.

"sam! it's me!" deena screamed as sam lifted the knife from the ground, her other hand wrapped around deenas throat. and anya roared as she leaped forward. grabbing the phone as she did. a plan coming to mind. josh sat looking at his computer when a hand appeared on his shoulder in the reflection of the mirror. turning to find deena. her hand holding her stomach wear blood was staining her shirt. telling him to follow her. and that's how they found sam lying in the floor wrapped in the phone wire snapping trying to get to anya. the blood on the floor.

"sams not feeling like herself." she mumbled and anastasia almost scoffed.

"we need to get her back. i'm going to get you back." sam going to bite deena but was stopped by the wires.

"c.berman." anya mumbled looking back at the phone and then to deena and josh.