Fuck You! (Scream 6 Fanfiction)

Chapter 9

Summary:

Chad wakes up to an odd feeling, Mindy gets a call, and Ethan has a scare.

Notes:

This chapter is more like a 'trust the process' one, so please read the whole thing before jumping to conclusions lol

Fuck You Playlist:
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You know when you wake up with a sudden jolt, not because of nightmares, but because you have the eerie feeling of being watched?

Chad blinked a few times, and it took him a moment to figure out why he was awake. Once he realizes the odd feeling, his eyes are wide awake, glancing around the room. Nothing seemed amidst. The moon was still out, basking in the room in a cool light and a cool breeze swept the apartment from the open window.

An open window?

Chad sits up in bed, wide awake and throwing the bed covers off of himself. Standing up and heading towards the window; he keeps his eyes peeled and ears alert for any noises. He knows to trust his gut on this weird feeling, you have to after what he's been through.

Reaching the window; he looks out and glances around the alleyway and fire escape. No one was in sight, but Chad knew he didn't leave it open last night. He grabs the window and slides it down before locking the latches. He looks out the window for a moment before turning back to the now-still room that feels suffocating.

He's startled when he hears a faint noise that he couldn't have noticed if he wasn't already bristling with nervousness. His head snaps to the noise and he looks over, seeing it was just Tara asleep in the bed next to where his form used to be. His heart doesn't slow down, but his shoulders untense as he walks over and checks on her. He slides her hair out of her face and sees she's still breathing; a habit he picked up after what happened to Liv (Mindy has sometimes woken up to him checking on her pulse). He can't help it, he has anxiety and feels like it's his job to keep his found family safe, even though he failed both times to do so.

Standing up to his full height, he spares a glance around the room. Rolling his shoulders, he grabs his leather-man jacket and pulls a pocketknife from it. Holding the object in his hand, he quietly leaves the room and enters the rest of the apartment. After searching the place twice, he comes to the conclusion that Tara must have left the window open by accident. It doesn't shake the feeling though.

Keeping the knife next to him, he glances at the microwave's clock and sees that it was five in the morning. He breathes out a heavy sigh and rubs his face in thought. He cringes when he feels the crevasse of his scars, shutting his eyes tightly enough that he starts to see dots in his vision, his hands now gripping the counter. He collects himself quietly, his eyes opening and being greeted by his ex-roommate's room door across the apartment. Nothing is odd about it, but Chad stares for a moment before turning back to the microwave.

He's not going to be able to sleep, so he supposes he'll make breakfast for Tara and himself.

One thing that sucks about this whole thing, at least in Mindy's opinion, is that she still has to attend her classes. She makes her way across the grass in the middle of the campus, because it's a shorter walk and she could care less about some grass right now.

Mindy ignores the stares from the other college students as she holds her bookbag and breathes out a sigh when she stops, hearing her phone ring. Normally she would ignore it, but you know, with her life being on the line, she decides not to. Pulling the phone out, she is greeted by a haunting caller ID.