City of the dead (Ghostface x reader)

𝕋𝕨𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕪 𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕖

Sidney's head was literally on a silver platter, and you were panicked.  Blood and cerebral fluid began to pool around the head, and bits of bones were poking out from the mess of nerves that had been sawed in two.  Her cold dull eyes were open, showing you how scared she must've been when she died.  You figured it was Billy who had killed her, considering that he showed up to the party so late.

"What have you fuckers done," you asked quietly.

"What have we done," Tatum giggled.  "What have we done?!"

"Have you met Sidney," Randy interrogated.  "She was a raging bitch!  She always ignored me..."

"When my dad died, she wasn't there for me," Tatum added.  "But I was right there for her when we got her mom!  And did she ever apologize?  No!"

"She knew about what was going on between Casey and Steve," Stu exclaimed.  "But she left me in the fucking dark!"

"Girl code dumbass," Tatum told him.  "You're told a secret, you don't spill."

"Shouldn't girl code also mean you don't hang her with her own intestines," Stu asked snarkily.

"And Sid's shitbag mother was sleeping with my fleabag father, and made my mom leave me," Billy deadpanned.

"And let's be honest, her mother was no Sharon Stone," Stu shouted.

"What.  The fuck.  Is going on," you questioned.

"So you don't seem to have the ending put together," Randy sighed.

"I'm disappointed," Tatum said.  "I thought you'd figure it out."

"Come on (y/n), think about it!  Her daddy was the chief suspect, and we just cloned his cellular!  The evidence is right there," Stu shouted excitedly, pointing at Mr. Prescott's pocket.

"You see, Neil snapped.  His wife's anniversary set him off, and he went on a killing spree.  He beheaded his daughter in a fit of rage, and then came to the party she was supposed to be going to," Billy explained.  "Everyone left because of the curfew, and Neil showed up.  Me and Stu managed to fight him off, and you three got away.  Then, he comes to and realizes what he's done, and shoots himself."

You were horrified.  They did kill Mrs. Prescott.  They had all been killers all along.  And they had planned out every little detail.  Whether they were able to convince the police that wild story was true didn't matter that much right now, because you were being held hostage by people who had managed to think that it was okay.

"I thought up the ending," Stuart proclaimed.

Billy grabbed a knife from the knife block on the counter, and Stu's hands flew up to the back of his head, exposing his chest.

"See, it's not like they could fight Neil and get away unscathed," Randy pointed out.

"Ready," Billy asked.

"YEAH, YEAH YEAH YEAH!!  YEAH BABY," Stuart screeched happily.  "RIGHT, GET IT UP!!  YEAH BABY, GET IT UP, HIT IT!!"

Billy then proceeded to plunge the knife into Stu's chest, repeatedly.  He kept stabbing away, till he eventually thought the other man had enough injuries.

"Good one man," Stu praised.  "My turn!"

"Don't forget, stay to the side and don't go to deep," Billy told him, handing off the blade.

Stu grabbed it, and plunged it into Billy's torso.  Billy cried out in pain, and Stu's face fell as he realized he could've hurt William.  Billy quickly ripped the knife out of his hand, and threw it across the room angrily.

"FUCK," he screamed out.  "Fuck!  God damn it Stu!"

"Sorry Billy, I guess I got a little too zealous, huh," Stu chuckled questioningly.

"You need to focus for this to work," Randy chastised.

"Sorry, it's hard when I'm stuck watching you manhandle (y/n)," he shouted.

"Manhandle?!  I'm just holding them!  Or do you just want them to run off?!"

"Boys," Tatum called.  "Just give me (y/n), we'll go hide out in the basement till the police get here.  Randy, make the call from a closet.  Remember, extra whiny."

"Yeah yeah, I know.  And unlike Stuart, I'll do my job right," Randy stated.

"You mother fuck-"

"Quit it," Tatum cut Stu off.

Stu groaned, and Randy let you go, gently shoving you towards Tatum.  Then you saw that chance at escape you had been waiting for.  You quickly started sprinting away, towards the dining room.  No one was blocking the room off, and Billy had thrown the knife off in this direction.  If you could get your hands on it, then maybe you could defend yourself.

You made it into the dining room, and spotted the knife lying on the ground.  You heard footsteps chasing you from behind, but didn't dare waste time looking back to see who it was.  Whoever was chasing you was dangerous, and that's that.  You lunged for the knife, and managed to grab it.  Now armed, you took a chance and whipped around, only to see Stu standing there.

"You did me a solid once, so I'll help you out right now," he told you.  "You got all of us real mad, but I'll make sure you don't die!"

And with that, you started sprinting away, hearing Stu's giggles swiftly approaching. He was far faster than you, so it was only a matter of time before he caught up.

"What the fuck have you done," Billy asked Randy darkly.

"I was just listening to Tatum," Randy defended.

"Hey!  Don't blame me!"

"Both of you shut up," Billy demanded.

Before either could make much of a fuss, he had grabbed the silver revolver once more, and put a bullet right through Randy's skull.  The geek collapsed, dead.  Tatum fell from shock, cradling the corpse, with tears falling from her eyes.

"What have you done, you sick fuck," she cried.  "Randy... Randal?!  FUCK RANDY, wake up!  Wake up you bastard!"

But of course, he didn't wake up.  He was dead.  And by now, the body was getting cold, bringing Tatum to the cold realization of what one of her partners did.

"You killed him..." she trailed off.  "You killed him!  You knew I loved him, and you killed him!"

"Then why were you publicly with Stu?  Why aren't you trying to kill me?  Did you really love him," Billy taunted.

She just glared at the man.  He had a gun, she had nothing, there wasn't much she could do.  And the other man that would fight for her was somewhere in the house, chasing you.  She shakily stood up, and scowled at Billy.  But he didn't like that.

"How about we change the ending a bit," he suggested.

And with that, he grabbed Tatum's hair, and yanked her towards him.  He dragged her by her hair towards the garage, and threw her in.  He pointed the gun at her, and she looked around, terrified.

"What are you doing William," she asked hesitantly.

"What?  Don't trust me?"

She began looking around, not trusting Billy one bit after what he did to Randy.  She quickly saw the catdoor on the garage door.  She swiftly made her way over, and began trying to crawl through.  Billy chuckled, and pressed the button to make the door go up.  Tatum had gotten stuck in the catdoor, and felt weightless as she was lifted up from the ground.  She felt her head hit the roof, but the door didn't stop moving.

Then... snap!

Billy laughed as her body went limp, and her breathing started getting labored.  Fun fact: people can survive with a broken neck.  Billy waltzed over, a shit-eating grin stretched across his face.

"I was just gonna shoot your leg without Stu around.  Sorry we had to have this little... accident.  Sorry you didn't get that ending you wanted with (y/n) and your boys."

He started to whistle happily as he made his way back inside.  Maybe he'd be able to tweak the ending just a little more...