Fuck You! (Scream 6 Fanfiction)

Chapter 2

Summary:

Tara and Chad spend some time together, Tara is visited by a ghost of the past, then Sam sees someone she believes she knows.

Notes:

Did I have to look up stuff involving a stab to the back of the mouth for this fanfic? yes.
I also had to look up stuff for Chad's injury lol.

Songs I Listened to While Writing This Chapter:
E.T. - Katy Perry
Pretty Waste - BONES UK
Bad Romance - Lady Gaga
Judas - Lady Gaga
Superman - Eminem
Streets - Doja Cat
Animals - Maroon 5
Telephone - Lady Gaga
STUPID - Ashnikko

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The week was long. Most of the time was spent at the hospital and wondering what the hell happened with Ethan's body. Mindy was right, it was near impossible to survive what Tara did.

A stab in the mouth was hard to survive as it was, but then she twisted, and twisted, and twisted that knife.
She was still surprised that he even got up after that to charge them.

She had nightmares about what she did to Ethan every night. He deserved it, going after her and her sister.

"I've always wanted to stick something in you Tara!"

"Fuck you!"

"Fuck you!"

And then she dropped, she felt her stomach drop when she did. And Ethan certainly did a number with his knife. But then he opened his mouth, and Tara didn't think, didn't hesitate to stab it into his mouth. She saw his wide eyes staring at her, hearing his panicked gurgling.

She had smiled.
And then she twisted, and he screamed.

Tara jolts when she feels a hand on her back. She turns quickly, but her walls drop when she sees it was just Chad.

"You alright there?" He asked, his eyes shining with worry.

"Yeah, just," Tara sighed, "having bad dreams."

Chad nodded, "Yeah. Everything is going to be okay though." He gives a tight smile.

Tara looks at Chad for a long moment before speaking, "I just wish we could move on, and maybe it would be easier the second time, but..."

"But it isn't." Chad nodded, "I don't think it'll ever get easy, you know, with the loss." He brushed his thumb against her cheek, and she felt herself lean into his touch. "What's going on in that head of yours?" There it was, Tara was afraid Chad would know her mind was warping around bloody memories.

"I thought leaving for New York would change everything," Tara starts, "I thought I could be a normal girl living in New York who went to parties and got good grades and had an awesome friend group."

"First of all, you are that girl in New York who goes to parties, gets good grades, and has an awesome friend group."

Tara smiled, looking at Chad and leaning her elbow on the bed and using her hand as a headrest. "You know what I mean."

Chad nodded again, leaning up in the hospital bed, and getting closer to her. "I do." He mumbled, looking down at her. "Maybe you could have both. Being the normal girl and being the final girl."

"Both?" Tara scoffs but is still smiling.

"Like Superman," Chad smirks, "Having a normal life and a desk job, but also being a superhero."

"Like Superman huh?" Tara was amused, shaking her head and looking away. She looks out the window, seeing the green bushes and trees, and the tall buildings in the background. "What if I don't want the superhero part? What if I just want to be normal?" She asked.