An Aftermath (Tara Carpenter x Amber Freeman) - Slzzp

Little Secret

(a/n have fun. I did indeed try my best. I hope that goes far for a decent fan fiction for this franchise!!
Fyi I started running out of ideas and this isn't a passion so lol take this ig)

(A/n 10/22/24 will be reposted and edited on ao3)

Words: 2k

Tara couldn't forget about what she went through. She believed it'd be a normal night while she texted Amber. At least it appeared to be Amber. The texter claimed not to be Amber after a bit. It was completely freaky and weird. She felt herself panic. It had to of been some sort of panic attack!

The Ghostface called her and lied about their name. "Charlie" apparently knew her mother from some group. It got deranged so fast. She originally believed it was some new boyfriend since her mom was known for being all over town. She was asked her favorite horror movie and she claimed The Babadook as her answer but this person made it very clear that it wasn't interesting to them. All the caller wanted to talk about was Stab. A whole franchise based off of real murders that took place in the town of Woodsboro. The town where she lived. 

One simple question that she messed up on because she just wasn't aware of the Stab movies or the actual murder spree herself. She forgot to mention Stu Macher. She thought she could be smarter; she wasn't smart enough unfortunately. She was an absolute fool to believe she stood a chance in the psychopath's question game. It would end twistedly and she didn't have to watch any Stab movies to guess what part she played her. Just an opening kill…that's what she was to them. 

She opened the door just to get stabbed before closing it and making sure everything was locked. The app thankfully got the police contacted. Her security system was unlocked; she didn't unlock her security at all. Someone found a way to do so. There was no way someone could so easily hack that, right? 

She recalled the surprise attack and falling to the floor. All the agony and sobbing that went into it. The killer went out of their way to send a sharp pain from her leg. It was a snap; she was sure she heard a snap. It felt like she was on fire. She was stabbed a few times, she's aware. 

There were just sirens. Officers. An ambulance. Hope for survival.

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She woke up and everything felt a bit numb or sore. She could tell she was in a hospital. She was actually alive! She, Tara Carpenter, survived some psycho's horrifying game. She wasn't even aware why this happened to her. What had she done to deserve this?

She was broken out of her thoughts when the door's handle got fiddled with like testing it. Her heart pounded at the action. It opened and Amber was right there. She wasn't aware of how long it had been. It must've been long enough for people to know what happened. 

"Are you doing alright?" She lightly shut the door before coming to kneel on the right side of the bed.

"I think so…yeah." Her head pounded a bit, but it could've been worse. 

"I heard what happened," she expressed sympathy, "we don't have to talk about it though." 

She already knew. 

"It's tough to think about Amber." I shook my head at the idea. 

"It's going to be alright." She started rubbing the shorter's hand as a way to calm her down. 

She wasn't so focused on herself. "Where are the others?" 

"Ah, I told them I wanted to speak to you first." She explained softly. 

"Really?" Carpenter was caught off guard about this. 

"Y'know, because we're girlfriends…" Amber definitely had her quiet moments.