tamber one shots

tamber gfs

tw: murder

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"no tara, you can't rush stuff like this." amber giggled a bit at her girlfriend. "we need to plan this like, to a dime."

tara rolled her eyes and sighed. "i know... but does that richie dude really need to be apart of this?"

"just trust me, baby." amber placed a kiss to tara's cheek.

-

that was nearly six months ago, and it's officially the day that they will start their plan. they've planned this to a dime, and it MUST go perfectly. if not, tara and amber would be in some big trouble.

they've planned to become more famous than sydney prescott, more than that stupid bitch from tv, more the billy and stu; what they had planned was huge.

"this is gonna h-hurt...i'm sorry." amber said shakily, standing over tara. truthfully, although she presents herself as a somewhat bold person, she's actually more on the shy side.

"i know, amber. just do it quickly." tara closed her eyes shut.

amber cringed as she raised her foot up, and stomped on tara's ankle as hard as she could. this needed to be done this way in case the doctors suspect something else.

tara screamed. loudly.

amber quickly fell beside her girlfriend, and gently pulled her into her lap. "sorry." she repeated, over and over, kissing her forehead, and cheek.

tara was crying, but they still had more to do before they called the police.

after many tears, both from amber and tara- tara from pain, and amber from guilt- tara was being rushed to the hospital, and amber was just arriving to the "crime scene."

amber, after being informed by police what had happened- she initially wanted to rush to the hospital, but she had other things to do.

she had to talk to richie. now, richie wasn't her favorite person- obviously,- he was annoying, and dumb, and had stupid theories that no one agreed with. he also didn't know how to flirt with women very well, but maybe amber's just your usual man-hating lesbian, and she doesn't like him because he's a man.

going home, amber opened up her computer and opened reddit.

-

the real reason why they needed richie was so while amber and him were in the kitchen, tara could go behind the scenes and kill everyone amber didn't get a chance to.

crawling across the living room floor, tara grabbed the knife she had in her pocket, and went up to mindy. "goodbye, mindy." she whispered.

she grabbed the unconscious girl and lifted her head up. slowly, she ran the knife across her neck, watching the blood pour out.

"you were a good friend." she sat up on her knees and kissed the girl's forehead. she stood herself up on her two feet and limped over to her crutches. she made sure liv was 100% dead before going outside and finding chad.

she found him unconscious as well, so she did the same thing she did with mindy, only this time, she wanted to have more fun so she opened his wounds wider.

smiling at her creation, she now had to get back into the house and shoot richie in the head with the gun amber left for her by the front door.

she made her way back inside the house, and grabbed the gun. she loaded it as quietly as possible before lowering her crutches on the ground. she didn't really need them and they were too loud.

she limped to the kitchen, and saw amber standing in front of sidney- hot- and richie standing in front of sam.

she made a little noise by stamping her foot on the ground to warn amber to duck, before shooting the gun. amber grabbed sidney by her jacket and pulled her down right as the bullet went through richie's head, and he collapsed.

"tara." sam breathed out, going to walk over to her.

"woah, bitch." amber quickly stood up and grabbed her by the arm. "you aren't going near her."

"you're way out numbered." gale was up and holding a kitchen knife. "time to end this once and for-"

tara shot her again before she could finish. right in the shoulder; she was aiming for her head but her hands are a little shaky.

"gale." sidney shrieked, rushing over to her.

"tara!" sam looked over at her sister with horror, and amber laughed.

"nailed it baby." amber smiled.

tara shot her a smile back.

"why- why are you guys doing this?" sam stammered. "you-you used to be so...so kind; you wouldn't of hurt a fly."

"why sam?" tara laughed sarcastically. "why?"

"why does there need to be a motive?" amber asked, walking over to gale, and throwing her back on the chair. sidney was not faring so well, having been stabbed twice, but amber stood her up anyways.

"maybe my motive is... my sister decided it would be best to leave me with my drunk mom because she only cares about herself, and left me in the dust. maybe it's the fact that my mom barely knows who i am or what i like. and maybe if i do this, she will finally acknowledge my existence for once." tara summed up.

"tara..." sam trailed off. "why- i didn't know-"

"shut the fuck up sam!" tara yelled, making her flinch. "it's over now. well, it will be." she smiled looking at amber.

"when this is over tara and i are getting the fuck out of woodsboro." amber held the knife up to sidney's throat. "goodbye, sidney prescott. i was always such a big fan of you." slowly, amber sliced sidney's throat with no resistance from the victim. "i'm sure your kids will be happy enough without you."

"you are fucking sick." gale spat.

"i know." amber turned around and gave her a sick smile. "but that's what happens to children who grow up without parents."

"do you wanna do the honors, my love?" she turned to tara.

"of course." tara held up her gun, but before she could shoot sam was tackling her.

amber was quick on her feet and pushed sam off of her. she stabbed sam over and over and over again until she saw the life drain out of sam's eyes, just as she did with judy hicks.

gale saw this as her chance to escape, but she was more hurt than she thought, and pain shot through her body quickly.

"nice try." tara grunted, taking the gun, and holding it steady. "you know your morning show isn't bad."

gale collapsed on the floor as the bullet went through her head.

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amber and tara took turns hurting each other as they called the police.

and ten years later, they are living happily in hawaii with a child of their own, and their past lives behind them. with no other witnesses alive, no one debated them when they said mindy meeks-martin and richie kirsch were ghostface.