Between Blood And Love {Tara Carpenter x Male Reader}

Chapter 3: A true survivor

{Tara's pov}

As the door opened i didn't even look who it was and just used the phone that was mointed to the wall to smack the person in the head.

"Ouch!" Richie yelled out causing me to let out relieved sigh.
I let go off the phone and just let it dangle.
Just as i thought everything was over and it was nothing i saw Ghostface behind Richie...
"LOOK OUT!" i yelled but i was too late since Richie then got stabbed in his arm.
He tried fighting off Ghostface but failed and got his head slammed agains the door.

Ghostface then turned over to me and i was able to knock him down by pushing over one of those blood bag carts.
This did hurt like hell though so rolling out of that closet was harder then imagened.

As i was slowly rolling through the hallway i heard footsteps slowly walking up behind me only causing me to cry more.
However then Richie's phone started ringing..
"Hello Samantha." Ghostface answers.

"Richie can't come to the phone right now. He's learning what happends when you stick your nose in someone else's business." he added.

"You know what i'll let you choose, i'll only kill one. Either i kill your sister or i kill your boyfriend." he said after a couple seconds of silence.

"Who do you want to hear die?" he asks his voice shifting in tone walking towards me again.
"Really you can't save your own sister?" he asks once again leaving a few seconds for Sam to respond.
"All you have to do is say kill Richie." He suddenly spoke somehow behind me pushing me out off the wheelchair onto the floor.

He went quiet for a few seconds causing only my cries to be heard.
"Or you can say kill Tara and i'll make sure to hit all the organs i missed last time." he spoke up breaking the silence.
I tried crawling away but that wasn't so easy with a broken foot and a stab wound on your hand.
"Why are you doing this?" i know heard Sam's voice through the phone.

"Maybe because you're a selfish bitch who can't make a decision to save the one she loves." he says his voice once again changing in tone.

"Or maybe i'm just stalling for time asshole."Sam spoke.

Just then the elevator door opened and as i looked up i saw Sam, Dewey and Y/n.
Before i could even proces what was going on Dewey started shooting at Ghostface causing him to duck over for cover.
"Let's get you out of here." Y/n said crouching down besides me wrapping his arms around me picking me up.
Sam rushed over to Richie helping him stand up.
As Sam and Y/n were helping us escape Dewey was in a full on brawl with Ghostface.
Seeing this Y/n quickend his pace and gently placed me down in the elevator.
"Stay here, i'll be right back." he smiled at me before rushing out to go help Dewey.
{Y/n pov}

After i helped Tara into the elevator i went back to help Dewey.

I looked around for anything i could use as a weapon eventually seeing what looked like a bat incased.
I snuck my way over and then broke the glass quickly grabbing the bat.

Ghostface was still distracted so i snuck up behind him quickly smashing the bat down on the back of his head.
I helped Dewey up and we headed to the elevator.
I walked in and as i turn around i found Dewey with a slight smirk.
"Good luck guys." he said as the elevator doors closed.

"Dewey you fucking idiot! I yelled trying to open the doors but the elevator already started moving..

"Fuck.." i mutter smacking my fist against the door.
"We need to get the fuck out off this town." Sam suddenly said.

Tara simply nodded.
"Is that ok with you?" Sam asks turning over to look at me.

"Yea... The further from this hell town we get the better." i replied.
The elevator then fell silent for the rest of the way down.

As the elevator doors opened i placed Tara's arm over my shoulder helping her walk over to the car.

However it wasn't as easy since Gale Weathers and Sidney Prescott were waiting outside.

Sam quickly shut down anything they wanted and we just got in the car anyways.
I sat Tara down in the backseat and shortly after joined her in the back.

Richie got in the driving seat and Sam in the passenger seat.
Without saying a single word Richie drove off and the trip and started.
On our way Tara suddenly started frantically searching through her bag.
"What are you looking for?" i ask leaning over to get a better look.

"My inhaler isn't in here.." she replied.
"Then where is it?" Sam asks turning around.
"Probably still in the hospital.." she replied.

"Uhhh i vote not to go back to the murder hospital." Richie says.
"I-i keep a spare one at Amber's house that's on the way." Tara spoke up.
"Alright we'll head over there." Sam said causing Richie to look over at her.
"Richie you know Tara needs her inhaler." Sam says.
"It's either that or the hospital." Sam added.
Ofcourse Richie and Sam started arguing about what to do.

"I'm really tired Y/n.." Tara suddenly said looking up at me with her voice being low and soft.
"Don't worry after today we can start a new life and you'll be able to rest." i replied grabbing her hand and gently squeezing it.
She just slightly smiled and layed her head on my shoulder.
This caused me to slightly gasp.
Not because i don't want it but because Tara was a wonderfull and beautiful girl that i have had my eye on for a little over a week now.

We shared some classes and were pretty close friends i would say.
So when i heard she got attacked i just had to be there for her because if i wasn't i wouldn't forgive myself.
I didn't mind holding her hand because i know that holding hands doesn't mean something special but her suddenly laying her head down on my shoulder made me feel nervous..
I knew very well we are just friends but yet it still gave me a weird feeling.
After a few seconds i just shrugged off those thoughts and focused on making sure Tara was ok.

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Alright i don't know why but i got a feeling that i'm going through the storyline way too fast..

Probably fine anyways hope you enjoyed the chapter.

Have a good day/night