Geek Without His Beauty

Seventeen

Sidney and I have been waiting in Kincaid's office since we got back from the studio. They had to drag Billy out because he was screaming and yelling at them. I was standing looking at the board Kincaid had with the murders and all that bullshit. Sidney sat at his desk going through files. "He has a file on all of us and they all date back to Woodboro." I turned to look at her. "He has pictures, newspaper articles, everything. It looks like he's made notes here too." I walked over and grabbed a file off the top. When I opened it I saw Randy's name.

Name: Randall Harvey Meeks
DOB: May 25, 1978
Age: 22 years old
Race: Caucasian
Height: 6ft'0in (182.88 cm)
Weight: 175lb (79.40kg)

"Jesus, do they need our first born child too? There is literally everything about us in these." I kept flipping until something caught my eye. We heard voices and footsteps so I quickly shoved the file into my bag. "You ready to go home?" Billy asked the both of us. "Yup! Where's Randy?" I asked. He sighed, "he said he had to go back to the studio. I don't fucking know, let's just go home I'm tired of this fucking place."

At home I sat in my room. The file I took on Randy sat in front of me on the bed turned to the page that caught my attention at the station. It was a page with little notes on the side that I was assuming Kincaid made. He was not only trying to connect the dots for this new ghostface but it looked like he was trying to connect the dots from back in Woodsboro. He was analyzing mine and Randy's relationship and the two year period that I wasn't speaking to him.

What had caught my eye was a picture of him and one of the actresses in Stab 3. She was supposed to be playing Sidney. Sid even told me she had run into her while in the bathroom. She had one of the masks. Said it was just for a souvenir. But the picture I was looking at was from a few months ago when they had cast openings. Randy had his arm around Angelina's shoulder. Of course I could be overreacting. But then something Billy had mumbled under his breath on the way home rang in my mind.

"He better not be involved in this shit. He disappeared what the fuck did he expect me to think!?"

Sidney had turned around to look at me with a confused expression and I had just shrugged. Billy did that. He always mumbled to himself when he was pissed off. I didn't think anything of it at the time but now my thoughts were going wild. Sidney had said she saw Angelina in the bathroom. She said she had dropped her bag and forgot her brush. That's why Sidney was on the set. I went in because curiosity got to me and damn near killed me. Then there was Billy mumbling in the car.

I stood up off the bed and made my way downstairs where I knew Billy was still sitting in the living room. He and Sidney were staying in the house because he didn't want me in here by myself. When I walked into the room he was sitting on the couch, beer in hand, something playing on the tv that he wasn't even paying attention to. He looked up when he noticed me standing there. "Can I ask you something?" He took a deep breath and nodded. "Did Randy disappear at the studio?" I asked. He leaned forward, elbows on his knees.

"Yeah. He noticed you weren't there and walked off. I was talking to Dewey and that douchebag detective. Why?" He asked. I shook my head, "nothing. You were mumbling in the car and I was just wondering," I said. He gave me a look that told me he didn't believe me. "I stole Randy's file from Kincaid's office," I blurted out. He let a heavy sigh out and stood up. "Show me."

Upstairs in my room I showed him what I was looking at. "So, he knows the actress that's playing Sindey or was supposed to be?" He asked. "I don't know. But Sid ran into her in the bathroom and she dropped her bag. Sidney was only on that set because she was trying to go after to give her brush back. And you said Randy just walked off…" I knew that he knew where I was going with this. "So you think this….Angelina chick might be the killer? That she might have been the one to chase you and Sidney?"

"There were two of them," I said. "What?" He asked. "There were two ghostfaces, Billy. Angelina went onto the set and then Randy just walked off and you didn't see him until you heard me and Sid screaming." He looked down at the file and pitched the bridge of his nose. "Why would Randy want to kill you and Sid? You do know what you're saying right? Randy would kill anyone…has killed people just to protect you," he said.

"Yeah but I pretty much ignored him for two years. Maybe he got sick of it. Maybe he's just playing a role to gain my trust. And Angelina maybe she's pissed now because Stab 3 had been put on hold because of what's going on. Or maybe she actually wants to be Sidney to get the fame that she so desperately craves. Looks like she and Randy know each other. Hell, he's probably with her now. I was a fucking idiot in forgiving him!" Tears started to stream down my face. Billy shook his head. "I'll figure it out. I'm not going to let anyone hurt you or Sidney. I'll talk to Stu tomorrow."

I don't know what to think anymore. I felt like Billy knew something he wasn't willing to tell. I didn't know what to think about this whole thing with Randy and Angelina. I couldn't stop looking at the picture of him with his arm around her shoulders. I was trying to let myseloverthinknk any of this but I couldn't help it. He left the police station without even saying goodbye to me. He just left. He didn't even call me tonight. I would have thought he would have even come straight here.

"Maybe he's still at the studio."

"Or maybe he's with her coming up with a plan to get rid of you and Sidney."