SCREAM | ghostface!steve&eddie x fem!reader

ii

     A frown appeared on your face as you took in the large number of police cars and news vans that littered the outside of Hawkins High. You hadn't seen this much activity outside of the school since Fred Benson had pissed off the entire basketball team and ended up getting locked inside his locker for two days.

     "Robin, Nancy, what the hell is going on?" you asked, running up to the two as soon as you saw them in the hallway. Robin was leaned against her locker, talking with Nancy who had her textbooks clutched in her arms.

     "You haven't heard?" Nancy gasped, her eyes widened as you shook your head. "Chrissy Cunningham and Jason Carver were killed last night."

     Your jaw dropped at the news. "Not just killed. I mean, brutally murdered. Their insides were on the outside and shit," Robin added, making sure she shared every gory detail.

     "No way. No fucking way!" you exclaimed, shoving Robin lightly.

       "I know, it's crazy. Well, I gotta go. Physics awaits," she sighed before walking off to her class.

    You looked to Nancy who gave you a small smile, "I've got english, see you at lunch."

       You sat in your social science class, absentmindedly picking at your nails as your teacher, Mrs. Tate, called students out for interrogations. "Y/n," your name was called. You stood up, walking out of the classroom and into Principal Higgins office.

      Inside the office was none other than Principal Higgins, and three police officers who you were familiar with. Chief Hopper, Officer Callahan and Officer Powell.

     "Hi, Y/n," Chief Hopper spoke, clicking his pen as he did so.

    "Hi," you said, sending them a small smile.

       "We're gonna keep this brief, Y/n. We just wanna ask you a few questions, okay?" Officer Powell explained, you nodded.

     "Y/n, were you very close to Chrissy Cunningham?" Hopper questioned.

    "No, not really. I mean, I shared a few classes with her and Jason but, uh, we don't have many overlapping interests," you replied. The three officers asked you a few more questions before letting you go back to class.

     By the time lunch rolled around, you were desperate for some light-hearted conversation. All you'd heard the entire morning was gory rumors about the murder.

     You sat down at your usual lunch table, squished between Robin and Eddie. "Hi," you sighed, snatching a grape off of Robin's plate.

     "Hey!" she whined, looking down at her plate of grapes as if you took the last one. You sent her a faux-sympathetic smile as you chewed on the fruit.

     "How'd your interviews go?" Robin asked the group. Steve, Eddie, you and Robin all exchanged a knowing glance. You had to be careful with the things you said around Nancy sometimes, especially now, with how similar Chrissy and Jason's murders were to the murder of Nancy's best friend, Barb.

      "Mine was uneventful. Although, Milton told me that he got asked if he liked to hunt," you said.

          "'Cause their bodies were gutted," Robin explained, casually popping a grape into her mouth like this was a regular occurrence.

"Thank you, Robin," Steve replied sarcastically.

      "They didn't ask me," you added.

       "They didn't ask me, either. Why didn't they ask us if we like to hunt?" Nancy questioned.

     "'Cause there's no way a chick could've done it," Eddie piped up with full confidence, earning a dull scoff from Robin.

      "Why's that?" Nancy asked. You couldn't tell if her voice was laced with genuine confusion or sarcasm.

     "Chrissy and Jason were completely hollowed out. And the fact is, it takes a man to do something like that," Eddie explained, causing you, Robin and Nancy to roll your eyes.

      "Keep this rant going and we'll see about that," you teased, watching as Eddie and Steve's eyes met one another, a matching expression on their faces that you couldn't read.

     "How do you... gut someone?" Nancy asked, clearly a rhetorical question. Anyone with a brain would've been able to figure that out.

      Eddie was more than eager to reply, "You take a knife, and you slit 'em from groin to sternum." Nancy let out a disgusted scoff at his words.

      "Hey, it's called tact, you idiot," Steve retort.

    "Hey, Eddie, didn't you used to deal for Chrissy?" Nancy questioned.

   "Yeah, for like two seconds," Eddie scoffed with a smile.

     "Until Jason found out, 'n lost his shit," Robin leaned over you so she could speak directly into Eddie's face.

       "I thought you stopped dealing with her out of the 'pure goodness of your heart'?" you tease, quoting what Eddie had previously said to you about the situation.

      "I did. Robin's full of shit," Eddie muttered, his smile wiped from his face.

    "Are the police aware you used to deal for the victim?" Robin asked, even though she knew the answer was obviously no.

     "What're you saying? That I killed her?" Eddie retort.

    "It would certainly improve your high school 'Q'," Robin smirked.

    "I hate to end this incredibly amusing interrogation but Eddie and I were engaging in a completely legal transaction last night," you defended, putting a fake joint up to your mouth and pretending to take a hit.

     "Yeah, we were," Eddie exclaimed, taking the fake joint from you and putting it up to his lips. He inhaled deeply and then proceeded to burp directly onto Robin's face.

     Robin scrunched her face up in disgust and waved the air away from her, "Was that before or after he sliced and diced?"

      "Okay, Buckley. Where were you last night?" you asked, accusingly.

    "Working, thank you," Robin replied with a smile.

    "At Family Video? I thought Steve was taking over your shift so you could go on that date?" you added.

     "Steve, decided he had more important things to do so I had to cancel and slave away with Keith," Robin hissed.

     "I didn't kill anybody," Eddie piped up.

    "Nobody said you did," Steve retort.

     "Thanks, buddy," Eddie cooed.

    "Besides, it takes a man to do something like that," Robin mocked.

     "Yo, I'm gonna gut your ass in a second," Eddie teased with a chuckle.

     "Tell me something. Did you really put her liver in the mailbox? 'Cause I heard that they found her liver in the mailbox next to her spleen and her pancreas," Robin exclaimed.

     "Robin, you dingus! Fuck! I'm trying to eat here," you groaned, tugging on her sweater and forcing her to sit back down.

      "Uh oh, y/n's getting mad. You better "liver" alone," Eddie laughs at his joke, "Liver alone!"

    Nancy got up and walked away, Steve rolled his eyes at Eddie's terribly timed joke. Steve smacked Eddie on the arm, "Liv-ow! Liver. Liver. It was a joke," Eddie defends himself, looking around the table trying to find someone else to defend him.