Our Beginning | Mickey Altieri

Chapter Fifty-Eight

"Derek."

He unmasks himself and took out a video camera from his costume. Mickey's video camera. And he reveals scenes from the video to me as he smiles sinisterly after averting his eyes.
"You've seen this movie, haven't you?" And he turns to Sid, filming her. "Smile for the camera."

I look back at Cotton, sneaking my way to untie him.

"I told you not to move, Y/n." Derek turns around, pointing the gun at me.

"GET AWAY FROM HER, DEREK!"
Reggie got up, running down to Derek..

Before Derek shot him in the leg, causing him to fall and scream in pain.

"NO! REGGIE!" I moved, and he shot again. So close that I was an inch from dying by being shot in the head.

"GOD, CAN'T YOU FUCKING LISTEN AT ALL!?"

I look at Sid and she backs away from Derek and Cotton. I know that she can't trust either of them right now.

"Go on, Sid. Untie him." Derek says, filming her.

"No. This is a set up."

"Sidney, please," she looks at Cotton, who stares back with fear. "He's going to kill us."
As Derek came closer to Cotton, he pressed his boot on his face, pushing him more to the ground.

"You must be dealing with some serious trust issues right now."
She says nothing and only backs up towards the wall where Hallie is.

"Sidney, you can't keep your back to the audience like that. Could you cheat a little forward for me?"

While he's not looking, I move my head towards Dewey. And he's eyes burst open as he moves. He's alive.

And then, I felt a hand grab the back of my neck, pulling me closer to them.
"The third fucking time I told you not to move, Y/n," Derek says, pointing the gun to the side of my head.

I lost my movement after.

"You're really stumped, aren't you, Sid? You know there's two killers but you didn't know who they are? I'm a given. The boyfriend. Way obvious. But now you're torn."

One of Hallie's limbs moved just for a second. She's still alive.

She came to life behind Sid, reaching out and grabbing her. Sid jumps and turns around to find Hallie breaking out in a torrent of giggles.

"Paaaaiiin... yah, such pain... The story of your life, Sid."

"She was a part of this too..." I whispered. Derek leans very close to my ear. I can feel his smirk, his hand on the back of my neck rests below my chin, as he whispers back, "Correct, Y/n."

Sid stares in moral shock while Hallie cuts herself down with a big hunting knife.

"Need some help, honey?"

"I got it," she answers to Derek, bringing herself down to her feet. My eyes go back and forth to the two.

"You should really see your face right now, Sid. It's doing some freaky shit."

And he's right. Sid is completely shocked with torture.

Hallie laughs. "Yeah, you look quizzical yet pensive."

"Yeah, how can we help? Do you have any questions regarding the sequel of your life?" The gun Derek held presses onto my head more. His free hand below my chin trails down to hold a tight grip on my hands, preventing me to use them to hit. And they both stung with pain as they're still a bloody mess. I can't even check on Reggie from behind either. If I move, I die.