Seven

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When we got to the station everyone was already there and waiting. When we walked on Dewey was there on the phone. "Tatum? I was just getting to call you guys." He walked over to us and hugged his sister before hugging me and Sidney next. "What's going on?" I asked. "Someone else was killed. Sarah Darling. She was one of the actors in Stab 3." We walked back a hall to an office where Gale and a detective was waiting. "Sidney Prescott, Billy and YN Loomis, Tatum Riley, Stu Macher, and Randy Meeks, it's nice to meet you." The detective shook all of our hands. "I'm Detective Mark Kincaid."

"Why are we here?" I asked again. What's Cotton Weary and this Sarah Darling have to with us?" Kincaid looked at me and smiled, "you are just as fisty as I suspected. I've read a lot about you. All of you. You've been through a lot," he said. I raised an eyebrow, "oh? Good for you. So what… you think we have something to do what's happening? Cotton had a lot of enemies. And for the actress maybe look into someone who might have wanted her part." I heard Billy sigh beside me. "No, no, I don't think you had something to do with this."

Before he could say anything else Sidney pushed past us and walked to the wall where a picture was hanging. "This is my mother." She took the picture off the wall and looked at it. "It was found at Sarah Darlings murder sense, and one at Cotton Weary's. Both saying I killed her," Kincaid told us. "Your mom was an actress?" I asked, going to stand beside her. "I don't know. She didn't talk about her past before she met my dad."

After spending a few hours at the police station answering questions we were allowed to leave. Stu argued with Tatum for a little until she agreed to go back to his place. His parents weren't going to be home, which wasn't anything new. Billy tried to convince Sidney to come back to our house but she didn't want to step foot in Woodsboro so he asked if it would be okay if he stayed with her. To my surprise she admittedly said yes. I got my hopes up thinking I would have the house to myself and they got knocked right back down when Billy and Randy started talking. "I was already planning on swinging by my place and picking some stuff up before we went back to your guys house."

The car ride home was quiet for the first half an hour. "You really thought we would let you stay at home by yourself?" Randy laughed. "Fuck you," I said, shooting him a look that said not to push it. But if course he just smiled at me. "Glady, baby girl. Gladly." I scoffed, rolled my eyes, and looked back out the window. A few seconds later I felt his hand on my thigh and smacked it. "Do not fucking touch me." It didn't phase him and it didn't make him move his hand. He just squeezed my thigh and glanced over at me. "You need to stop acting like a fucking brat."

"Or what?" What the fuck is wrong with me?! "Or I'll fuck the brat out of you. I was thinking about taking you out to the balcony and bending you over the railing. Doesn't that sound fun? Let the neighbors hear how good I make you feel. Make sure everyone knows who you belong to." I had to resist squeezing my thighs together because of where his hand was and I didn't want him to know how his actions and words were affecting me. "I bet you're wet just thinking about it." His hand moved further up my thigh. "I will break your fucking fingers if you don't remove your hand," I hissed through my teeth.

He inched his hand up my thigh a little more and stopped before he got to the crotch of my pants before pulling his hand and putting it back on the wheel. "And so you know you're sleeping in the guest room downstairs." His hands tightened on the wheel and the rest of the ride was silent. When we got to his parents house he shut the car off and got out. "Let's go." He slammed the door and stood in front of the car waiting for me. And because I liked being fucking diffcult for some stupid reason I just sat there until he wrentched the door open and grabbed my arm to pull me out of the car. It was hard but I still ripped my arm out of his grip.

That seemed to only piss him off more because in a blink of and eye he had me pinned to the side of the car. Hands on eighteen side of my body trapping me between him and the car. His face was really close. So close that our lips almost touched. "I wasn't fucking joking when I said I would fuck that bratty attitude out of you. I don't give a flying fuck what you say or do to try and push me away it won't work." He moves one hand to wrap around my throat and bring my face even closer to his. "You're mine. And I will do what I want. That includes sleeping upstairs with you.

"I will not be taking my eyes off of you. Just like tomorrow, you will be going to work with me. No, if ands or buts about it." Then he smashed his lips against mine but pulled away seconds later before dragging me inside with him. Thank God his mom and sister were home and I didn't have to go upstairs with him. I was able to stay in the kitchen and talk to them. "Yn, it's so good to see you. How are you, sweetheart?" I smiled at Mrs. Meeks and walked further into the kitchen. "I'm doing okay. Working at my dad's firm so I've been busy," I told her. "That's good. How is your dad and Billy?"

"Um… dad's good. He works a lot. Billy works at the garage in town and he seems to like that better. But he's doing good we don't get to talk much," I told her. She smiled at me and nodded her head in understanding. "Yes, it's much different now that you're out of school. I'm just glad to see you and Randy back together. He loves you so much." I took a sip of the lemonade that she set in front of me. I didn't know what to say but luckily I didn't have to because Martha came in. "Yn!" I turned around and looked at her.

"Hey, Martha." She came over and gave me a hug. "So what did my brother do to get you back? Oh, my God did he kidnap you?" I laughed when Mrs. Meeks scolded her. "I didn't kidnap her. I'm going to be stay with her for a while. Her dad's going to be gone and Billy is staying with Sidney," Randy said as he walked into the kitchen. He stood in the doorway and looked at me. "You ready, babe?" I clenched my jaw but nodded. "Alright. Call me if you need anything, mom. I love you." He walked over and kissed her cheek before grabbing my hand and pulled me behind him back out to the car.

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