𝐀𝐰𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝

Chapter XI : Whispers of Betreyal

Driving your car on the way to Amber's house, you were just finished with your work at the bar and decided to stop by there to mourn, Wes Hicks your friend. After what happened to you in the hospital, you tried to go to work today to get told that it's okay if you not go to work for a few days. Because of what happened that's why you're here now driving your car on the way to a mourn gathering.

Apparently they told you it's a mourn gathering, instead Chad told you it was a mourn party with a lot of drinks, people making out the staircase and hard drinking Chad.

As you stopped the car in front of Amber's house Sam's invitation of getting out of Woodsboro replays into your mind.

"We're getting out of Woodsboro soon, Y/N and if you like you could come along with us, away from the danger."

Sitting in your car for too long and thinking about it a knock on the window startles you, and you see Mindy waving her hand. You get out of your car and she smiles at you, giving you a hug. "Looking good, Y/N," she says.

"Thanks," you reply, smiling at her. "How are you?" Mindy looks worried and asks about Chad.

"Not that good. One of our friends died, and he's inside drinking," she explains.

"Wait, I really can't believe that it's a party instead of mourning gathering" you ask.

"Well, yeah, with drinks," Mindy replies, grinning.

"And Amber?" you inquire before opening the door. "Well, she's out there, probably keeping Chad away from the hard drinks," Mindy answers.

As you open the door, people from your class gasp and smile at you. "Yo! Y/N is here!" Cheers fill the entire house, and someone hugs you tightly. When you look down, it's Amber.

"Hey," you say softly, rubbing her back. You notice bruises on her face, and your eyebrows furrow. "I thought I'd lost you," she says, gripping your shirt tightly.

"As if they can kill me," you confidently smile. "I'm stronger than they expected." During the deep slumber in the hospital, you had a one-on-one conversation with your father. You agreed to his terms to help you, but at the same time, you accepted yourself as Stu Macher's son, his only son. When you woke up, you felt the same as before, but there's one thing you want to do: the hunger, the desire to kill someone.

However, you convince yourself that you're better than your father, and killing isn't the solution for everything. Amber snickers and mumbles to herself. You look at her and shake your head, untangling yourself from her, and stride towards Chad, who's drinking and yelling with his beer raised high. "To Wes!" The people do the same, shouting, "To Wes!"

You grab a beer from the side and clank it against Chad's. "To Wes."

Unaware of the passing time, the sounds continue to boom inside the house. Feeling dizzy, you sit on the couch where Chad and Liv are making out, grinding against each other. Chuckling to yourself, you give Chad a thumbs up, encouraging him to keep it up. You hear Liv say, "Why don't we take this upstairs," breathing heavily while still grinding against Chad.

Trying not to listen to their heated conversation, your phone rings. Seeing Sam's contact, you immediately answer, sounding a bit sluggish. "Hey, Sam!" you say.

"Oh my, are you drunk?" Sam asks. "Nah, just a little dizzy. What do I owe this pleasure?" you reply.

"Tara's having an asthma attack right now. Can you check on Amber? She said Amber has her extra inhaler at her house. We'll be on the way there," Sam explains.

"Okay, I'll find her. Text me when you arrive," you say.

"Thanks, Y/N," Sam says before ending the call.