𝖘𝖈𝖆𝖗𝖞 𝖒𝖔𝖛𝖎𝖊

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟒

Quick A/n: the error in this book has been fixed. I'm sorry guys I didn't notice when I published it lmaoo. But like thank you for pointing it out 🙏

You waved goodbye to Sidney, who drove off with Tatum. She was staying the night with her. While you were left by yourself. No big deal, You preferred being by yourself anyways. Turning on the TV, you scrolled through the channels, finding something you liked.

But alas, nothing interested you. Horror movies weren't on right now, hence why it was boring. You soon found some show to watch to keep you not bored. While you were watching, the phone rings. You pause it to get up, You pick it up. "Hello? You say.

"Hey (y/n)! It's Scarlett!"

"Should've recognized your number. But what's up?"

"I was wondering if you want to sleep over tomorrow. I know you like being by yourself so tomorrow is better."

"Oh yeah sure. Can you pick me up?"

"I will. Cya tomorrow!"

The call ended, so you turned your attention back to the show. Even though you weren't too interested in it. You liked shows, but not this one. You sighed, changing the channel, knowing you would regret it.

"The entire nation was shocked today bythe teen murders in North Carolina."

You groan, changing the channel once more. Why was this on right now? Poor timing.

"The State Bureau Of Investigation has joined forces with local authorities to help catch what the Governor has called the most heinous-"

Once more, you changed the channel, seeing Gale Weathers go on the screen. It couldn't be good, then.

"This is not the first time the small town of Woodsboro has endured such tragedy. Only a year ago, Maureen Prescott, wife and mother, was found raped and murdered."

The picture of your mother appeared on screen, so you decided just to turn the TV off, you couldn't see her right now. You didn't notice yourself drifting to sleep. When you woke up, It was pretty late. You were by yourself, forgetting it pretty quickly.

Suddenly, the phone rings. You pick it up, thinking it might be Scarlett or Quinn.

"Scarlett?"

"Hello (Y/N)."

"Who is this?"

"You tell me."

"Uh, Okay then."

"Scary night, isn't it? With the murders and all, it's like right out of a horror movie or something."

"Quinn, I know this is you. Or Sidney's friend, Randy. You're quite the horror geek, Randy. You know Sid better."

"Do you like scary movies, (y/n)?"

"Cool voice. It's kind of sexy, Randy. Well, I don't know you very well."

"What's your favorite scary movie?"

"uh, halloween. michael myers is hot."

"Good choice."

"Thanks, I guess?"

There was brief silence, before the caller continues.

"Are you alone in the house?"

"Super unoriginal. You disappoint me, Quinn."

"Maybe that's because I'm not Quinn."

"Um, okayyyy. Who are you then?"

"The question isn't who am I. Thequestion is where am I?"

You looked around, hiding your new feeling of panic. You were hiding it pretty well. But where could this creep be? Or was it some sick joke or something?

"Okay buddy, where are you?"

"Your front porch."

"Calling from my front porch?"

"That's the original part."

You shouldn't be falling for some dumb joke, but your anxiety got the best of you. You opened your front door.

"Hm, nice try, Quinn. Your joke isn't funny."

With your new fame, you thought people wanted to scare you for some 15 minutes of fame. What idiot would attack you again? You chuckle, going back inside with no response on the other end.

"Since nobody is responding, I'll just hang up, bye creep."

"If you hang up, you'll die just like your mother. Do you want to die, (Y/n)? Your mother didn't."

"Fuck you, dickhead."

You hang up despite what he says. Closing the door, You go to close the closet when someone leaps out. You yelp when you're pinned to the ground harshly. You groan, but dodge his knife. You kick him before getting up.

God, why did you not consider the killer getting you again? But you were thinking logically.  You got a good look of his appearance, darkly dressed with a pale, distorted face, white and ghostly mask.

You open the door once more, before you're dragged by your feet. He holds the knife in the air, turning in the right moment, the knife not hitting you. You run upstairs, the figure running behind you.

The closest room was Sidney's, your room far from the stairs. You go inside, locking the door behind you. The figure pounding at the door. You hid in the closet, closing the door behind you. You kept trying to become calm.

You hoped police got your 911 call. If it even sent in, of course. You didn't cry, but the pounding stopped. You sighed of relief, getting up. You gasp when noises come from the window. But confused when you see Billy.

"Billy? You ask. "What are you doing here?" "Oh, Sidney's sister, He replied."I thought She might be here, plus I heard screaming. The door was locked. Are you okay?" "No,  He's here. He's trying to kill me, You respond, panicking.

He comes in through the window, shockingly, He hugs you. Platonic hug, of course. Or so you thought. The truth was darker than that. You heard something drop, looking down, seeing a mobile phone.

Oh god.

You unlock the door, running out of the room, Billy yelling for you. The door opens, you gasp. Turns out, it's just Dewey. They got your message! Thank fucking god! You sighed of relief. But felt horrible when they take Billy. He keeps claiming he's innocent. What if he was?

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Sitting in the ambulance, Scarlett rushes over. "(Y/N)! She says, looking very concerned. "Oh god, what happened?" You try explaining to her pretty well, it seemed She got it. Scarlett hugs you. "It's official, You're staying with me for some time."

You chuckle. "I'm fine with your plan." She smiles, but you were going to the station first. You just needed to respond to some quick questions. But you knew, this wouldn't be the last time you would encounter him.

You encountered him once before. This, the second time. What did he want with you anyways?