𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧

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it was finally Sarah's funeral.

i was going to say goodbye to her for good.

i felt nauseous seeing all of Sarah's loved ones and knowing that i hadn't been able to protect her from a psychopath who obviously had it in for me.

i felt Zoe's hand tighten its grip on mine and glanced at her worried face.

"are you going to be all right?"

no. and she knew it.

i just nodded with a false smile, which seems to satisfied Zoe enough to let go.

the boys stayed at home, not wanting to put themselves in the middle of our final moment of mourning which i thought was probably for the best.

but i missed Tom, i loved to feel his embrace around me, he was like my personal bodyguard. i felt safe next to him, as if that psychopath couldn't do anything if he was present by my side.

"Cici? Zoe?" i heard a familiar male voice approach us.

i looked up and saw Sarah's older brother: Ethan.

i hadn't seen him for a long time; he'd gone to the other side of the world to continue his studies and he really changed, in a good way.

he was tall, dark-haired with hazel eyes that sparkled when he saw us. i still remember having a crush on him when i was 15.

i smiled at him and took him in my arms.

he must have been devastated to have lost his little sister, they were very close.

"i'm so happy to see you here," he said, gently stroking my back.

i sighed and pulled away from him so he could give Zoe a hug of his own.

"how are you? i've seen y'all a lot in the papers hanging out with Sarah's favorite band..." he said with a little smile.

"yeah they're cool," i said with a half-smile.

he watched me for a few seconds, as if observing every detail of my face with interest. it kinda made me uncomfortable and Zoe soon noticed it.

"and you? what are you up to?" Zoe asked to break the awkward silence.

"nothing interesting." he said without taking his eyes off me, "tell me Cici..."

i froze at his words as i dug my fingernails into the palm of my hand, praying he wouldn't say something stupid.

"- i thought it was impossible but you're even more beautiful than the last time i saw you."

i was going to throw up. he dared to hit on me when we were going to bury his sister? i found that truly disgusting.

and if he'd seen me in the papers, he'd know that Tom and I were together, wouldn't he?

"excuse me, i have to go," i said without even waiting for his reply.

as i ran, i heard Zoe's heels behind me as she tried to catch up with me as i headed for the bathroom.

we both went into the bathroom and i turned on the water to splash it on my face.

Zoe put her hand on my back, stroking it, "it's going to be fine."

i turned to her without taking care to turn off the water, "Zoe, he doesn't care about his sister, look what he's doing while we're waiting to bury her."

she sighed before looking behind me.

her eyes popped out of their sockets and she put one hand over her mouth before screaming and pointing with her other hand behind me.

i turned fast and discovered that the water had changed color to red. it was fucking blood.

i closed the sink as quickly as possible and turned back to Zoe, who was sitting on the floor, on the verge of a panic attack.

"Zoe we need to go the fuck out of here." i whispered to her, kneeling beside her and offering my hand.

her trembling hand didn't even have time to take mine before i heard a huge noise that made me jump.

one of the toilet doors opened wide, revealing my worst nightmare: ghostface was back.

i screamed so hard my lungs hurt as he pulled out his knife.

i grabbed Zoe's hand and ran to the bathroom window. unfortunately, we were on the 3rd floor.

i glanced at Zoe, who looked frightened as ghostface walked slowly towards us, scratching the toilet cubicle doors with his knife.

"Cici, no." she implored with tears in her eyes.

"it's the only way, Zoe," I replied between sobs.

i opened the window and she jumped onto the edge, sticking to the wall.

i hurried out when ghostface's hand caught my foot.

i screamed as Zoe tried to get him out of the way while trying to not die at the same time as she was so close to fall.

ghostface then dragged me behind him and headed for the window, leaving me laying on the bathroom floor.

he was going to kill her.

i got to my feet and grabbed a broken cabin door before hitting him on the head, knocking him to the floor before he could touch Zoe.

i rushed to the window, "TAKE MY HAND!" i shouted to Zoe.

"I CAN'T" Zoe shouted back, glued to the wall with her eyes closed.

i turned to ghostface and discovered that he was no longer under the door.

shit.

he grabbed me by the waist and threw me with all his strengths into a cabin and locked me in with who knows what.

as i hit the floor, my head hit the toilet and everything went black.

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