Third person POV
*Tara's house Tara and Amber texting*
Tara: You should come over.
Amber: Convince me.
Tara: We can watch a movie together. Come on we haven't spent time together in so long
Amber: Not sold
Tara: Unlocked liquor cabinet
Amber: Sold
Just then Tara's landline began to ring
Tara: Fucking landline won't stop ringing
Amber: You should answer it
She picked up the land line. "Hello?" "Hello? Is Christina there?" The voice on the phone asked. "Sorry no. She's not home. Can I take a message?" Tara replied. "Uh yeah I'm a friend from her- oh shit." "Your from her shit?" Tara asked raising an eyebrow in disbelief. "Look just tell her Charlie from group called. She has my number." The voice on the other end said.
Tara: *To Amber* I think this is my moms new boyfriend.
Amber: Seriously?
"And I will do exactly that, Charlie, as soon as you tell me what kind of group we're talking about. Is it AA? NA?" Tara asks. "I don't think I can talk about it. But you sound just how she said you would." The voice commented. "She talks about me in group?" Tara asks, shocked. "What does she say about me?" "I'm not really- She loves you very much." The voice hesitates but then replies. "What does she love about me?" Tara asks stirring her pot of ramen. "She likes that your creative. She says that you like art and tv and movies." The voice responds. "Lots of people like movies." Tara shoots back. "Yeah but she says you like scary movies. You guys have that in common. She's proud of making a fan out of you." The voice replies. "She is?" Tara asks feeling a sense of connection with her mother. "She wants to know' What's your favorite scary movie?'" The voice asks. "The Babadook." Tara replies with no hesitation. "It's and amazing meditation on motherhood and grief." "Isn't that a little fancy pants?" The voice asks. "Well its elevated horror." Tara answers. "Elevated horror. Uh huh. What does that mean?" The voice questions. "It's scary but with complex emotional and theatrical underpinnings. It's not just some cheeseball nonsense with wall to wall jump scares." Tara replies beaming at being able to explain. "Sounds kind of boring to me." The voice replies sounding a little bored. "Have you ever seen 'Stab'?" The voice questions sounding excited. Tara furrows her brow in thought. "Once, I think. At a sleepover when I was like twelve." "You live in Woodsboro and you don't know Stab?" The voices laughs. "Why your mother loves those movies. She talks about it all the time in group. How well do you remember the original?" the voice asks. "Not well it was like super 90s. Its was over-lit and everyone had weird hair." Tara responds, as she plays with a knife. "Do you remember the beginning?" The voice asks. "Not really. It started with the kill scene right? It always starts with the kill scene." Tara responds twisting the knife to look at it. "Yeah. That's right. It's a girl at home, alone. She answers a wrong number and starts talking to the killer. He then makes her play a game. Do you wanna play a game... Tara?" The voice says. Tara panics and hags up the phone.
Tara: It was some psycho. I'm locking the doors
She uses the door locking app on her phone "Systems armed" it chimed.
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ON HOLD|Don't Say I Didn't Warn You|A Scream Fanfic (Fem Reader X Amber Freeman)
Horror18 year old Y/n Roberts is the daughter of Kate Roberts. 11 years after the death of her mother and sister, she moved in with her aunt Sidney Prescott and Mark Kincaid. After the attack of Tara Carpenter and the return of Sam Carpenter, Y/n and her...
