SCREAM 4 ME

CHAPTER TWELVE

Charlie took a deep breath as he sat down in front of his friends, Clayton, Oliver, Chad, Mindy, Jess, Wes, and Julian. They all looked at him with concern, wondering why he had called this impromptu meeting.

"Guys, I have to tell you something," Charlie said, his voice shaking slightly. "I was accused of killing those people."

His friends gasped in shock. They had heard about the brutal murders in the news, but they never thought that their friend could be involved.

"What? Charlie, no way," Julian said, shaking his head in disbelief.

"That's insane," Wes added.

Charlie nodded solemnly. "I know it sounds crazy, but it's true. The police think that I did it, they cleared me this morning after they reviewed the footage of me staying at home during the attacks.

His friends all looked at him with concern, unsure of what to say.

"I swear to you guys, I didn't do it. I would never hurt anyone like that," Charlie said, desperation creeping into his voice. "I need your help. I need someone to believe me."

Clayton spoke up first. "Of course, we believe you, Charlie. We're your friends. We'll do anything we can to help you."

The rest of the group nodded in agreement, and Charlie felt a wave of relief wash over him. He knew that he could count on his friends to support him through this difficult time.

"Thank you, guys. I don't know what I'd do without you," Charlie said, feeling grateful for their unwavering support.

The group spent the next few hours brainstorming ways to help Charlie clear his name, determined to prove his innocence and find the real culprit behind the murders. As they talked and strategised, Charlie couldn't help but feel grateful for the amazing friends he had in his life. Together, they would get through this, no matter what. Convincing the residents of Woodsboro that he didn't commit these murders was going to be easier said than done.

"Ghostface called me when I was in jail" Charlie admitted.

"What did he say?"

"Told me he was going to make sure I got the chair and that he was going to kill Veronica".

"Whoa, hold on," Mindy said. "Why would he call you in jail?"

"To send me a message, I guess," Charlie said, staring at the ground. "He just wanted to scare me."

"We need a way to stop him from killing her," Julian said.

"It's too late. Her body was found late last night" Wes said. "My mom told me".

Julian stands at an average height for his age, with tousled dark hair that falls over his forehead in a stylish, carefree way. His sharp features are accented by a pair of deep-set, bright green eyes that sparkle with mischief and intelligence. Julian's overall appearance is one of quiet confidence and effortlessly cool, with a hint of rebelliousness.

Despite his slender frame, Julian is surprisingly athletic, often surprising his peers with his agility and speed on the basketball court or in a game of tag. But his true passion lies in horror movies, and he spends most of his free time devouring the latest and greatest in the genre. Julian loves the thrill of being scared, and he prides himself on being able to predict the twist endings of even the most convoluted plots. Julian's love of horror movies extends beyond just watching them; he's also an avid collector of memorabilia, with shelves full of vintage VHS tapes, posters, and action figures. He's always on the hunt for rare or obscure films, and he loves to share his finds with his friends, often hosting movie nights at his house.

"Jesus Christ" Charlie sighed. "Why is he doing this to me?"