scream for me | tara carpenter

☠︎︎six☏

Tara and Tatum layed in Tara's hospital bed together, "are you sure your ok Tate?" Tara asked, "yeah, it was only a little bit compared to what you went through."

"But babe, you still got attacked, but if you say you're fine I'll drop it, even if I don't believe you"

Tatum held Tara's hand, the bandage wound up thick around her palm.

"Babe I'll be right back ok? I'm gonna get into my normal clothes."
Tara scoffed with a grin, "Tate your not being discharged until tomorrow you have to stay in a hospital gown."

Tatum got up, "I can walk perfectly fine! Sure my shoulders bandaged up and my side feels like shit but I can breathe can I not?"

She grabbed her bag that Mindy brought her and went to the bathroom, she changed into a green and white striped tee and overalls.

When she left the bathroom she decided to grab a snack, there was a vending machine around the corner so she grabbed something.

Some peanut mnms for Tara and a KitKat for herself.

"Yooooo! I got snacks!" She threw the yellow bag at her girlfriend and sat down again, "wanna watch some tv?"

"I'm good, how about you come here?" She smirked, "if it'll make you feel better babe"

She layed down next to Tara and the two snuggled, random noises could be heard throughout the large hospital but Tatum felt calm with Tara, evey thing was perfect, this was the last time Tatum felt like that for a while.

Suddenly a loud !BANG! Made Tatum jump up, "what the fuck?" She whispered, she heard a gunshot and the hairs on the back of her neck flared up.

"Where are the fucking cops?"
"Hello?" Tara called out, "babe you never ask that."

"Fuck this" Tara started removing her monitors, "wow wow wow! Are you sure?" Tara nodded, "ok, I'll grab your wheelchair"

Tatum moved slowly since her side significanly hurt.
"Ah" Tara made a noise of pain, "Tara! Hey it's ok, just go slow ok? Breathe with me"

Tatum helped carry Tara off of her bed and into the chair.

Tatum was wheeling down the hallway when Tara phien made them jump, "oh my god! My soul isn't gonna make it."

They got to the receptionist desk and heard a gurgling, a guard ment to be watching Tara was bleeding out from a slit throught.

"Tara don't look honey! Just keep breathing" Tatum knew her words did nothing as she was in full panic mode.

They went into a room to call 911 and heard a door open and close.
Tara whimpered as she held the phone, in a reflex she hit the phone at the door as soon as it opened.

"Ow!" Richie of all people shouted in pain, "Richie? What the fuck man! We thought you were about to kill us!"

Tatum was very mad at the man, he shows up out of nowhere and then scared the shit out of them.

"Sorry, Sam called she said you were in trouble, did you hit me with a phone?"

Before his sentences was finished ghostface snuck up behind him.
"Look out!" Tara screamed, "oh fuck!"

The killer slashed at Richie Leavittsburg him unconscious on the ground.

"Tara get away now!" Tatum made the incredibly smart decision to kick the killer, he slammed her into the wall and eft her there, she was tangled in the equipment and dazed from her concussion being hit.

The killer walked out menacingly.
He answered Sam's call on Richie's phone.

She couldn't hear the conversation between them but she could hear Taras sobs.