scream for me | tara carpenter

☠︎seventeen☎︎

"You?" Sam asked, "of course it's me! Frankly I expected more from you three from what you did to us..."

The killer on the left unmasked himself, revealing the pretty boy Ethan.
"Mindy was right, it was easy to trick the roommate lottery, all I had to do to meet you was to room with a douchy, condescending asshole, literally named Chad!"

Tate glared daggers through the boy, "fuck it felt good to kill him!"

"This was your grandmother's sam, Nancy Loomis, runs in your fucking family!"

Tate could barely process what was unfolding in front of her, Ethan? A killer?

"Speaking of family, my names not Ethan landry! Right dad? "
He laughed like a crazy person, "dad?" Tara asked sounding repulsed.

"Wait, if it's you two that only leads... " Sam turned her attention to the right one, "mindy?" Tate felt shock hearing her guess that, but not as much as when she saw Quinn unmask.

The previously thought dead red head grinned, "heyy roomies, didn't see that coming did ya?", "yeah because you died!"

Tate looked back and forth, "kinda didn't, good way to get off the suspect list, die, stab Gale Weathers, stab Mindy on the train.'

Tate felt rage fuel up inside her, she now knew which one she was going to target.

"And I just made sure I was first on the scene, switch out the body, a little fake blood, tears, it's amazing what a grieving father can get away with... "

He menacingly finished his sentence as his creepy children closed in ok the three girls.

"I got stu Machers mask, he was my favorite" Tate felt uncomfortable hearing Quinn call a murderer her 'favorite'.

"That all leaves" Bailey pulled a disheveled looking mask out from his jacket, "your fathers.."

Sam stared intently at the mask, "this is what we have been counting down to Sam, I'm gonna need you to put it on."

He held it out and she slapped it away, "fuck you!" Ethan leaned forward and slashed her arm, "stay the fuck away from her!" Tara yelled.

"Fuck off you psycho shits!" Tate raised the makeshift staff.
"Oh Tatum, don't you understand, it's in your genetics to die alone, and scared..." Bailey teased her, "and it's in yours to be fucking crazy!"

Quinn grabbed Tate's short, black hair and stabbed her in the back.
She let out a scream of agony and wa dropped, "your gonna die just like daddy dearest" the siblings laughed as she leaned against a piller.

"What is this! You did this as a family!", "you better believe it bitch!" Quinn stood next to her brother.

"They still don't get it!" Ethan laughed, "look, whatever you have heard I didn't commit those murders last year!" Sam defended herself.

"Oh we know that! You think we based this off some bullshit conspiracy theory!" Bailey grew more loud by the second, "come on, who do you think started those rumors in the beginning?" Quinn laughed.

"So you know how easy it was to convince people the hero was the villin?"
Tate squirmed where she sat, she could barely hear the words around her as thought of a plan, she wanted her revenge on Quinn specifically, the bitch who almost took her mother away from her.

"All the best lies are based on truth, and you're a killer sam.", "no I'm not!" True pain rang in her voice, "yes you fucking are you killed out brother!"

"You said your brother died in a car accident", "no no no you sweet dumb thing, he died in Woodsboro, at the hands of this bitch!"
Tate felt good hearing how Ethan spoke to Tara, but she was still unable to move with Quinns knife not far from her face.