Days had passed since Sam's confession to Tara that night. During this time, things had become more comfortable for you and your friends as no Ghostface attacks had occurred. You also had a job as a bartender at a bar. However, two girls had captured your attention completely.
As the days went by, you grew closer to them, but it became dangerous due to the tension that arose whenever you spent time with either of them. The situation became more complicated because your father, whom you resented, seemed to cause trouble whenever you were with Tara and Amber.
Now, you found yourself relaxing at Amber's house. She had invited you to hang out after class and watch some movies, specifically the Stab movies. While you weren't sure what they liked about these films, they seemed to trigger something in you. Over the past few days of spending time with Tara and Amber, you had frequently seen your father, which did not bring you joy.
As you watched the Stab movies with Amber, both of you sitting on the couch, she leaned against you while your arms rested on her shoulder. The tension between you was palpable, and it only heightened the mixed emotions swirling within you.
While the movie played on the screen, you couldn't help but steal glances at Amber, her eyes fixed on the intense scenes unfolding before you. Sam had mentioned before that Stab movies were based on the events that happened in Woodsboro before they turned into movies and gained fame, creating a loop of crime.
As you had been lost in your thoughts, you suddenly realized that Amber was looking at you with a mischievous smirk on her face. "You know, I might melt if you keep on staring at me like that," she teased, her eyes sparkling.
Playfully, you chuckled and replied, "Oh, if that's the case, then I should definitely keep staring at you." A faint blush colored Amber's cheeks, adding a touch of warmth to the room.
It was then that you became aware of how close her face was to yours, the Stab movie still playing in the background. "She's so close," you thought, clearing your throat as you noticed her gaze shifting between your eyes and your lips.
Her breathing seemed slightly heavier, and the atmosphere grew more intense. "Am I making you nervous, Y/N?" she whispered, her eyes locked with yours. In that moment, you caught a glimpse of something deeper in her gaze—a mixture of desire and hunger.
The charged atmosphere between you and Amber sent a rush of adrenaline coursing through your veins. Her words lingered in the air, inviting a response that matched the intensity of the moment. You could feel the tension building, a magnetic pull drawing you closer together.
With a mixture of nervousness and anticipation, you met Amber's gaze head-on. Your voice trembled slightly as you replied, "You're not making me nervous... just... intrigued."
A seductive smile curved on Amber's lips as she leaned in even closer. The faint scent of her perfume filled the air, intoxicating and captivating. It was as if time stood still, the world around you fading into the background.
Her voice dropped to a soft whisper, laden with desire. "You're not the only one who feels that way, Y/N." Her words sent a shiver down your spine, igniting a fire within you that matched the heat in her eyes.
As Amber's lips drew nearer, a sudden interruption broke between you. Your phone, resting beside you, began to ring, signaling an incoming message from Mindy. With a mix of disappointment and curiosity, you gently pulled away from Amber, glancing at the notification.
Chuckling softly, you relayed the context of Mindy's message to Amber, capturing her attention. "It's Mindy," you explained, "She wants us to come over to their house. Sam told her to bring everyone there."
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FanfikceWhat kind of challenges will you experience if you come back to the city where your father grew up and slaughtered his friends with his best friend a few years ago, and you come back there completely hiding who you are? Will you keep it to the end...