"I want to hear you scream" // A Scream Fanfic

7. 𝙾𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚁𝚞𝚗 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚙𝚜

Sunday, October 27th, 1996
Your POV.

I woke up to Billy and Stu on both sides of me and I had the worst headache of my life. I looked around confused since this isn't Stu's house.

"Guys? What's going on? Where are we?" I asked.

"Oh thank god you're okay," Stu said.

"Don't you remember N/n? After the party got cut short because of Ghostface, we said that we'd walk you home. You must've been super tired since you passed out on Billy's shoulder," Stu said. "Since we don't know where you live, we brought you to Billy's house,"

"Oh shit, sorry Billy," I said.

"It's alright N/n, I don't mind," Billy said, his face turning a slight pink.

"Hey, sport, you okay?" Billy's dad asked. "You should get more sleep if you're sleeping so late,".

"I'm okay Mr Loomis, thank you for letting me spend the night here," I said.

"No problem, now who wants breakfast?" Mr Loomis asked.

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"N/n, we have to tell you something," Billy said.

"What's up?" I ask.

Billy POV.

'Okay, just tell her that you and Stu are Ghostface and that you probably gave Stu blood poisoning,' I thought.

"Billy? Billyyyyy helloooooo," Y/n said, waving her hand in front of my face.

"Oh, yeah, sorry," I said. "Uhh, Stu and I have to tell you something,".

"Okay, what's up?" Y/n asked.

"We're Ghostface," Stu blurted.

"What?" Y/n said.

"We're the ones that killed Casey and her dumbass boyfriend Steve," I said.

"We also, sort of killed... Sidney and Tatum," Stu said quietly.

I could see the colour drain from her face as she stared in horror at us. She started to move away from us. We panicked and tried grabbing her wrist but she kicked our hands away.

"No, N/n, please don't be scared," Stu said. "We won't hurt you,".

Your POV

'Everything is spinning, why is everything spinning, what's going on?' I thought as more continued to race in my mind.

I got myself off Billy's couch and sat on the ground. I could feel my chest closing up as if I'm not getting enough air, I started to grab and claw at the shirt I was wearing.

"Hey, hey, Y/n," Billy said, kneeling to my level.

"Get the fuck away from me, Billy," I said, trying my best to seem like I'm not about to die from asphyxiation.

"Y/n, listen to me," Billy said.

"Why would I listen to you? You murdered my friends, fuck, you murdered your girlfriends! What the hell is wrong with you?!" I said, taking deep breaths every 2 - 3 words.

"Y/n, we're not going to hurt you," Stu said.

"Why would I listen to you? Get the fuck away from me," I said.

"No, we're not leaving until this panic attack goes away," Billy said, sitting next to me.

Oh god, every colour is starting to melt into one blobby brown colour.