I Was Born To Love You Book 5

The Ultimate Sacrifice

A/O warning you may need tissues reading this. I know I did writing it.

Sam was outside the Hicks when she saw deputy Vinson who should be at the hospital watching Tara.

"Who's with my sister?" Asked Sam angrily.

"I heard about the sheriff. The hospital does have security" He answered.

"Fuck this!" Sam exclaimed walking off angrily to her car walking past Dewey who was watching Gale do a report.

"Woah! Where are you going?" He asked Sam.

"My sister is in danger" she exclaimed.

"Wait for me!" He said. He wanted to help. It was his duty to protect.

"Come on then!" She said.

"I just need to tell my sister" he said.

Dewey rushed off towards Tessa.

"I'm happy for you" Tessa said hugging her brother.

"Thanks sis, listen I'm going with Sam to help her sister, she thinks she's in danger" Dewey told her.

"OK, be safe" Tessa said.

"I will sis. See you and Randy later. Can you let Gale know when you get the chance" He asked.

"Of course" Randy said also hugging Dewey.

Dewey quickly headed for Sam's car and getting in.

"Quick! Drive" He exclaimed getting a small flask out about to have a drink but then changing his mind remembering he wanted to stop drinking.

"I'm just gonna call Tara" Sam stated dialing, but there was no answer so she rung Richie.

"Are you okay?" Richie asked on the other line.

"You need to get to the hospital quick! He's going after Tara again! You're closer" she exclaimed.

"Okay, okay, I'm going" Richie replied.

He hung up and went on his way.

Dewey and Sam continued on their way. Dewey clutching the dashboard.

They rushed out of the car with the killer still on the phone threatening and taunting Sam asking her to choose between saving Richie or saving Tara.

Dewey and Sam got in the elevator and got to Tara's floor where Sam said "or maybe I'm just stalling for time fuckhead".

The elevator went ding as they both stepped out of it. Dewey was holding out his gun. He opened fire where ghostface ducked out of the way into another room.

"Yeah!" Dewey exclaimed proudly.

They both rushed to Tara and Richie who had both been hurt. Sam helped up Tara, as Dewey helped up Richie.

As Dewey was helping Richie up. The killer came out and grabbed Dewey and tackled him.

"Dewey!" Sam shouted.

The killer raised his knife but Dewey got one over him and headbutted him off.

"Not today!" Dewey exclaimed.

The killer got back up but Dewey also managed to get back up and shot the killer several times sending the killer crashing backwards into a glass cabinet.

"Let's go!" Sam said as Dewey went back to help up Richie.

The four of them made it back to the elevator.

They got in but suddenly Dewey changed his mind "the head, you gotta shoot them in the head, otherwise they just come back".

"Dewey! Who gives a fuck?" Sam asked shouting.

"I do" Dewey said with confidence.

Dewey sent the three of them down where he was going to go back and finish the job.

He was doing this for his family and friends and the love of his life.

Dewey began limping back to the fallen ghostface, determined to finish the job. He reloaded his gun crunching his shoes on broken glass.

He got there where the killer was still lying there.

Dewey was determined to finish the job so he got his gun to take aim when suddenly....

His phone rang... it was the love of his life....

He smiled taking his eyes off the killer for just a second.

A second in which the killer took the knife and stabbed Dewey in the stomach.

The killer yanked the knife up his guts, Blood was going everywhere.

The killer then took a second knife, and stabbed him in the back.

Both knives ripping him open on both sides as the killer ripped upwards.

"Yes today" the killer said as Dewey began to collapse on the ground.

He was face to face with the killer, blood pouring out of his mouth as he tried to speak.

"It's an honor" the killer said.

Dewey's phone was still ringing, he smiled at the photo of Gale and him in happier times.

The killer then ripped the front knife all the way up Dewey's chest. He began choking.

Ghostface then kicked Dewey off the knife and he landed on the floor.

He was dead.

A/O I'm so sorry to kill Dewey off! I know you were probably hoping I'd pull a Randy and have him live. But I think it had to be done to move the story along