𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓

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Act 1, scream

if we had five more minutes

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if we had five more minutes


to cordy dorky
from

my munch
you alive?

cordy dorky
no you're talking to a ghost

my munch
haha very funny

cordy dorky
what are you doing?

my munch
i just took a shower,
waiting for mom to come
home with sushi

cordy dorky
send nudes?

my munch
you're a pervert
you know that

cordy dorky
for you 🤭

my munch
you freak

cordy dorky
freaky*
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cordy dorky
wes?
wes answer me now
how dare you leave me on read
how rude!
🐍🐍🐍
assface
ugly
skank
bitch
oh come on.. lover come back
I'm sorry

Cordy stared at her phone in confusion, Wes never left her on read. A horrible feeling filled her chest, she was suddenly in a state of panic. Standing up from her couch, she quickly grabbed her taser and blasted out the door.

Her car was at the auto body shop so she ran to the Meeks house. "Chad!" The boy jumped up as she came back into the room, having thrown the door open. "Yes?"

"I need you to drive me to Wes's now!" He shot up hearing the panic in her voice, "Okay, but what's up?" He asked as he ran outside of the house making sure to unlock his truck, "I don't know, he's not responding."

"Cor, seriously? Maybe he's taking a shit." Chad reasoned, Cordy shook her head as he sped down through the streets of Woodsboro, "No, no.. I have this feeling. It's a bad one. I just.. I need to check on him."

Chad looked over at her, seeing her chock back tears, "Hey, hey, hey.. calm down, okay. I'm sure he's fine." Cordy nodded, taking a few breaths to calm herself down.

They drove in a silence for a few minutes when they turned on Wes's street. The police cars, the caution tape, the news vans. Cordy felt her heart drop into her stomach as she stumbled out of the truck before it had come to a full stop.

She didn't even see Sam standing on the outside of the tape, she ran through. "Wes! Wes!" A police officer grabbed her, "You can't be here, Miss. I'm sorry."

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