Killer // Scream Imagines

Amber Freeman - Psycho Ex

"Ah fuck! What the hell?" I yell as I'm thrown on the ground by my, now, ex girlfriend. "Sorry, baby. It's just part of the movie." She tells me, spinning a knife around her fingers.

"Oh shit right, can I see that script actually because this is terrible writing." I say as I pull myself onto my elbows. Amber really didn't like that comment, she screams and raises her knife in the air as she steps towards me.

I roll out of the way just as her knife hit the floor where I previously was. She's quick to try again though. This time I wasn't quick enough, her knife stabbed right though my upper left arm.

I scream in pain and Amber smirks as she lifts her knife to stab me again. I used my foot to kick her in the stomach and push her away long enough for me to stand up against the kitchen counter.

"Dude, I can't believe I let you in my pants. You're fucking crazy." I laugh while holding my now bleeding arm. Amber simply laughs and says, "Oh honey, we both know you liked that knife play."

She charges at me with her knife level with my face. I grab the toaster from the counter behind me and slam it in her face as I duck below the knife. She yells out a 'fuck' as I make my way around the kitchen island.

Amber quickly regains her composer and starts walking around the island. We slowly walk around the island, never taking our eyes off eachother. As I pass the stove, I smoothly turn on all 4 burners.

I keep her distracted by asking, "So, Richie huh? Did you ever really love me or did you just need someone who's actually good at sex?"

We continued circling the island as she answered me, "Sweetheart, I do love you. I mean, I'm still gonna kill you, but fuck will I feel bad about it. You really are good in bed. "

For a split second, I see her distracted when she sees the stove on. I take the opportunity to grab the cutting board off the island and smack her with it. She grunts as it hits the back of her head. The knife falls from Amber's hand when she lands on the burning stove and starts on fire.

I quickly pick the knife off the floor and backup against the door frame furthest from her. She eventually pulls herself off the stove and comes at me screaming. I ram the knife into her stomach and she weakens, falling back against the island, then to the floor.

I let out a few deep breaths, turning and walking into the front room. Sydney and Gayle are still working on collecting themselves. I'm fucking glad I could handle Amber on my own because I was given absolutely no help, thanks guys.

Sam walks towards me, covered head to toe in Richie's blood. "Fucking badass." I tell her and she smiles. "Back at ya, bloody." She says, making me looking down at my body to realize how blood soaked I was. I walk up to her and we engulf eachother in a tight hug.

After a brief moment of peace, my worst nightmare comes alive. Literally, my phsyco ex came back to life. A burnt up Amber screams and bolts towards me with her knife.

A gun shot sounds and Amber collapses to the ground, for good this time. We all look in the direction of the boom to see Tara with a gun. "I still prefer The Babadook." She says. "Fuck, me too, girl."