𝑭𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝑳𝒊𝒏𝒆 | E. Landry

015. a letter

Alana and Tara are hiding behind a wall, while Sam, Arianna, and Liam are waiting in the lobby when Bailey comes to and gets up to walk around. Tara calls him from Alana's phone while Alana waits wearing her robe and mask. Bailey picks up and places the phone to his ear.

"Hello, Detective Bailey. I've got one question for you."

"Oh, yeah?" Bailey makes his way to the stage. "What's that?"

"What's your favorite scary movie?"

Bailey laughs and walks up the stage steps. "'Favorite scary movie'."

"I'm asking because you're in one now. You're in my movie."

Bailey shoots two mannequins and looks to see that Roman's robe and mask are gone from their respective place. "Oh. I see you've put on your true face, huh? Your birthright. Poetic that you're gonna die in it."

"This is what you wanted, isn't it?"

Bailey turns and shoots another mannequin. "Now you know the truth, huh? Murder's in your blood!" He hears footsteps running and looks around. "Stop fucking around and show yourself!"

"Be careful what you wish for."

"I'm a fucking police officer. How do you think this is gonna go, Alana? Who do you think they're gonna believe, huh?"

"Probably the one who's still alive." Alana walks in front of the curtain and walks up behind Bailey as he throws his phone on the ground, yelling.

He feels a presence behind him and turns around to see Alana in her father's robe and mask. She immediately starts stabbing him, making him yell and lean back. "No! No!"

She stops stabbing him, making him fall over, and takes the mask off. She goes to stab him one more time when Tara walks through the curtain and stares at her. She looks back at Bailey. "My father was a murderer. No matter what you think, I'm better than that.

Bailey coughs and looks up at her. "Thank you."

Alana looks back at Tara, making her tilt her head. She thinks and looks back at Bailey. "But you did fuck with my friends, so..." She stabs Bailey in the eye, making him scream out, and takes the knife out, cleaning it with a swipe.

Tara looks between Bailey and Alana and nods. "Nice."

Alana doesn't look away from Bailey. "Thanks." She looks at Tara to see her already looking at her. "You okay?"

Tara chuckles and shakes her head, looking at Alana. "No."

Alana tilts her head and takes the robe off. "This thing is hot as fuck." She turns, walking out from behind the curtain after Tara, and drops the robe onto the floor. She and Tara sit on the steps to the stage with a moment of silence between them before Alana breaks it, "Thank you for trusting me." She looks at Tara.

Tara looks at her with a slight smile. "I knew you protect yourself."

Alana smiles back and leans her head on Tara's shoulder. "I love you, T."

Tara lays her head on Alana's. "I love you, too, Lana. I'm sorry about Ethan, by the way."

This makes tears form in Alana's eyes. "I know. Thank you."

"I'm getting so much therapy after this." Tara and Alana laugh. "I'm serious. We're all gonna get through this. Together."

The gate opens, making Alana and Tara look towards it seeing police and Danny, Arianna, Sam, and Liam. "Lana. Tara."

Alana gets up and runs over to Sam. "Sam, oh my god." She hugs her tightly once again while Danny makes his way over. Alana pulls away and hugs Danny.

Danny hugs her back. "I'm so glad you're okay. Sam told me what happened, and I am so sorry about Ethan. I know how you felt about him."