Credits to Elliott for writing this chapter. (@_ellixtt)
I'm on top of Charlie, making out with him. His hands are lying on my waist and I can feel him getting hard. "So serial killers are your thing?" I said against his neck. "Fuck yeah" he moaned. I smile and start kissing his neck while undoing his shirt. When I finish the last button he quickly takes it off, grabs the hem of my t-shirt and pulls it over my head. He just stares at me for a second before he says "wow", wraps his hands around my waist and starts kissing me again. But now it's more passionate, I can just feel that he wants me more than ever before. I throw him under me and starting with his neck I'm kissing him slowly all the way down.
I'm so glad Robbie wasn't at home. Charlie and I are lying in my bed, his head resting on me. I am playing with his hair. He seriously needs to give me hair tips. "I love you." I say.
"I love you too... but I'm really worried about you. You know, the killer always dies..." "If you believe Stu Macher's dead." I reply. "Yeah well I don't really trust Jill."We stayed silent for a minute and then he suddenly said "Do you have a third ghostface mask by any chance?
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FanfictionAria Mercer and Charlie Walker are the only ghostfaces who got away. Then it happened. He stabbed her in the heart, she screamed and started collapsing to the ground, squeezing her eyes in pain. "That's not the way we rehearsed it.."
