My Boyfriend's Back

Thirty-Four

YN

I stared at the white mask in confusion. "Who are you?" I asked. He chuckled before answering. "I'll give you a guess. We talked at the party the other night." I was still confused and shook my head. "I don't know. A lot happened that night. What the fuck do you want? Stop being a pussy and show your face!" His hand slowly came up to the mask and he pulled it off. Green eyes stared back at me. 

"Now do you know who I am?" He asked. He looked familiar but I couldn't place a name. If I talked to him at the party, it was only briefly. "Luke! My name is Luke! I asked you to…" he was cut off when a hand landed on his shoulder and he was spun around. I looked up to see Stu with a huge smile on his face. "I've been waiting to do this since I saw you chattin' up my girl at that fucking party." 

Luke gasped and blood began to pool on the floor between their feet. Then Stu stepped away from him and Luke turned towards me. Hands over his stomach, blood seeping through his fingers, and then he let go and his intestines fell out. I quickly stepped back when he reached his hand out to me. My eyes were wide in horror, my stomach turned and I started to feel like I was going to be sick. 

When he fell to the ground my eyes moved up to look at Stu. Tears started to sting my eyes and I think for the first time I was actually really scared of him. I was scared of him back in Woodsboro but not like I was now. I've never actually seen him kill someone, only ever heard him talk about it. I stepped back again when he stepped over Luke and came closer to me. 

"Don't." I pointed a finger at him but he didn't stop. "Stop, Stu! I'm serious!" I cried. He stopped and looked at me. "Are you scared of me?" He asked and I nodded. His face fell for a second before he rushed me, wrapping a hand around my throat, and pushing me against a wall. The hand he had wrapped around my throat wasn't putting any pressure on it though. "I am not going to hurt you!" 

"You already have! You're behind this, Stu! Your little girlfriend told us everything. Including how she met you and how she got on her knees for you," I said with disgust in my voice. This time he did tighten his grip on my neck. "I don't know what that bitch told you, but it's not true. And of course I'm behind this, baby. You're my final girl." 

He pressed himself closer to me, hand still wrapped around my throat, the hand holding the knife came up, blood still covering it. He pressed the tip of the knife to my cheek, gently dragging it down my face. "I hate to say this, baby, but everyone has to die. Sidney, Gale, Dewey, who is already dead from what I've been told, Derek will go, and so will Hallie. You'll be the only one left. The only survivor." 

He ran the knife down to my chest leaving a trail of Luke's blood on my skin. I held my breath, my body shook in fear. "After everything, I'll disappear for a while; go back into hiding. You'll go and grieve for a little before following your dreams. Of course, I'll be watching you the whole time. But eventually…" his hand moved up under my jaw, pulling my face closer to his and connected our lips in a quick kiss. "I'll come back into your life and we're going to go back to the way it was before all this shit." 

He let go of me, took my hand and put the knife in it. "Now, be a good girl and go out there and kill Hallie." He kissed my forehead and then disappeared. I stood there trying to collect myself. My eyes trailed to Luke's body laying on the floor, surrounded in blood. I looked around to see exactly where I was to figure out which way I needed to go to get back to the stage. 

When I got my bearings I made my way back to the stage to see Cotton helping Gale back up onto the stage. Derek and Hallie were both dead, Gale was holding her stomach where blood was turning her white shirt red. "Oh, my god, yn!" Sidney rushed over to me. "What happened? Are you okay?" I looked at her, opening my mouth to say something but nothing came out. "Whose blood is this?" She asked. 

"Luke's," I whispered. She looked at me confused, "who's Luke?" She asked. "Some guy who was at the party. He came up to me and asked me out to coffee," I said. I looked around again, "Cotton came just in time, he shot Derek and then I killed Hallie. What happened to Luke?" She asked. "He's dead…" I paused, debating whether or not to tell her that Stu killed him or not. "I…um…I killed him." 

She pulled me into a hug and I started crying. Eventually we made our way outside and just as we did, police and medics were rushing towards us. A medic helped Gale to an ambulance and the police came over to Sindey and I, wanting us to explain what happened. We told them and then walked away. 

A bunch of reports came up wanting us to answer their questions shortly after. "Ask Cotton, he's the real hero," Sidney told them. She nodded at Cotton, linked her arm with mine and we walked across the street. I don't know what was going to happen now since Stu's plan didn't go the way he wanted it. I might not know what he was going to plan exactly, but I do know that he would be pissed and had no doubt ghost face would be back again. 

What me and Sidney had decided was to go back home for a little while until we can get on our own feet. I had a feeling Sidney would shut herself away. And if I was being honest, it didn't sound like a bad idea. Getting a house set back into the woods on a private drive, where nobody could find me. But I had dreams. Dreams that I've had for a long long time. I knew that no matter where I hide or how hard I try to hide…my boyfriend would always be back.