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It's been a couple days and nothing has happened. Everyone else relaxing but I'm still on edge, barely getting any sleep. "I need to know who it is" i mutter to myself, staring at my phone. I decide to call the number that they used on me last. After a couple rings it goes through, nobody saying anything. "Come get me" i say confidently before hanging up. Waiting to see what happens.

A few hour later I'm sitting in the lounge room watching tv when I get a text from an unknown number.

Unknown Number

Unknown Number
Wes was silly to go home
With nobody around

Unknown Number
Nobody to hear him scream
For help.

Unknown Number
All the blood pouring from
his neck, what a sight.

Unknown Number
His poor mommy too, had to see
her sons body before I slashed
Her to pieces.

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I jump up from my seat, calling Sam. "I think they got Wes" is all I say, getting in my car and speeding off to his house. As I arrive I see ambulances and cops lined up around his house. Getting out of the car I see medics pushing a stretcher out with a body bag on it. "Shit" I mumble, going towards the house. "Sorry kid but you can't come in, it's a crime scene" the officer says, putting his hand on my chest. "This is my friends house. Who is that?" I ask pointing to the body bag. "It's Wes and his mom" the officer says sadly. "Fuck" i mutter turning around and going back to my car.

Speeding off to Sams place. I burst through the front door finding everyone already there. "They got Wes and his mom" i say out of breath. "What?" Everyone asks confused. "Ghostface killed him and his mom. They sent me a text" I said showing them my phone. "Holy shit" Mindy mutters. "We're in a real life slasher" she adds on, losing her mind. "Suspects" she says, pointing to everyone. Pointing to me first "y/n. The killer is after you but you got anyways barely hurt" she says, accusingly. "Because I slay? Duh" i say jokingly. "Amber" she says, pointing to Amber. "You are overly protective of Tara. To the point it's almost obsessive" Mindy says. "Chad" she now points to him. "Youre too boring to be a killer" she says shrugging. "Hey" he mutters crossing his arms. "Tara" she says now, looking at the younger carpenter. "You're in love with y/n but she's in love with your sister. Classic 'if I can't have you, nobody can' attitude" she says, basically outing the both of us. "And now Sam" she says, turning to the older carpenter. "Your dad being the original ghostface, maybe his crazy got passed down to you" Mindy says matter of factly. "What about you?" I ask, looking at her eyebrows knitted together. "I know the ins and outs of the stab movie" she says, confidently.

"How are you?" I ask Tara, sitting next to her on her bed. "I'm so fucking scared, y/n. I don't wanna die" she mumbles, tears welling up in her eyes. "You won't, I promise. I won't let that happen" I admit, interlocking our hands. "You can't promise that, it's not in your control" she says, frustrated. "Just trust me" I whisper. "Okay" she says, staring deeply into my eyes. Feeling her lean in, subconsciously doing the same until someone bursts through her door. We jump apart awkwardly. Seeing Mindy there with a smirk. "Dinners here" she says walking back down to the dining room. I take a deep breath getting up, holding my hand out for Tara to take. We walk down together seeing everyone at the table eating pizza. I sit next to Mindy and whisper in her ear. "I don't know about you but I could really use a cone right now" she laughs nodding. "Let's go have one then" i whisper getting up. "We'll be back" i announce, walking out the front door with Mindy in tow.

We come back about 15 minutes later, crazy stoned, everyone still at the table talking and eating. Mindy and I start munching down our food, not talking at all. "Damn guys, relax, there's more" Chad mumbles laughing, everyone joining in. "Sorry" we murmur, not looking up. Everyone continues eat and joking around. After we finish eating I help grab all the plates, going to the sink to wash them. "You don't have to do that", Sam says coming up behind me. "When has that sentence ever stopped me?" I ask, washing all the plates and setting them aside to dry. "You're so annoying" she mumbles smiling wide. "But you love me" i say confidently, smiling at her. "Maybe sometimes" she says walking away. "Hey that's not very nice" I yell out, shaking my head before going to join everyone in the lounge room. "What are we watching?" I ask sitting next to Sam, placing my hand on her thigh. "Stab" Mindy says as we all groan "you need to know what you're in for" she says pressing play. "What a nerd" I whisper in Sams ear, hearing her giggle.

I sigh deeply, running my hands down my face. "Fuck this" i mutter, grabbing my phone calling up the one person I can. "Hey Aunt Sidney" i say once she picks up. "Hey, y/n/n what's going on?" "Ghostface is after me and my friends" i mumble. "How did you stop it?" I ask. "Shot them in the head. You always have to aim for the head, y/n" she says sighing deeply.

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