Ethan Landry : Oneshots - Scream 6

Hate pt. 2

Ethan. I wouldn't say that I hate him. Hate is such a strong word. I just simply find him very annoying.

And rude.

And attractive. Wait. No. Or, well yeah he looks okay, nothing wrong with that. Too bad that those hypnotizing eyes are wasted on a weirdo.

I hadn't had time to think about the confusing way that he had made me feel. A masked killer was hunting my friends. The others had a plan, and I was on my way to meet them at the Ghostface shrine.

Well, the others didn't really know that I too was on my way to the abandoned shrine. Chad had told me to stay home, that this would probably get dangerous. They planned to trick Ghostface himself, afterall.

I still remember the look in Ethans eyes when Chad had told me to stay at home.

Well, obviously, I'm not gonna let my brother, sister and friends meet a killer alone. I can help them.

I know that the others would take the subway there, so I used what little money I had to pay for a cab.

And now I'm here. Looking around the shrine really was like seeing insanity in it's rawest form. I must have gotten here before the others. I felt uneasy, like I was being watched. My gaze wandered across the old things. A broken tv, bloody clothes on mannequins and other things were here. If I didn't know better, I'd think it was a museum.

A sound from behind made me jump. Quickly, I turned around. I saw something, concealed in the shadows of the dimly lit room. As I watch in a mixture of fear and morbid curiosity, the shadows actually take on a shape. A white mask appear from the shadows, one that I immediately recognise.

Ghostface. The shadow killer is like something out of my worst nightmares. I'm too scared to scream, to move. Paralyzed, I watch as the killer steps out of the shadows.

The Ghostface stands still. He's not attacking me. Yet. I stare at him as he holds out his gloved hand towards me, as though he wants me to come to him.

Yeah fuck no. Especially not when I can see the knife that he's hiding in his other hand.

"What the fuck..." I breathe out. I take one step away from him, and then another. This seems to upset him. I can almost sense his annoyance in the tense air between us.

Before I know it, the masked killer has moved. Ghostface is fast. He moves right infront of me. Stunned by how quickly he had been able to move from one end of the room to the other, I had no choice but to back against the wall to avoid him.

I just did what he'd wanted me to. Suddenly, his arms are up against the wall, caging me in. With his height, I'm trapped.

Then he did something I wasn't expecting him to. Ghostface unmasked infront of me, revealing Ethans dark eyes. They seemed darker now than they usually are.

For a second, this situation reminded me of when he had caged me infront of my front door. After he had walked me home. To imagine that was a few days ago.

"Bet I've given you a reason to hate me now." Ethan said, grinning, like he thought the irony was hilarious. I stared at him until his smile died down.

"You shouldn't be here." He said with a low voice, as he leaned in closer. My heart beat a extra time for every inch he got closer. "Get out."

I gathered myself. And felt the anger rise inside of me. Ethan is Ghostface.

"I always knew you were an ass." I said, and shoved him in his chest. The second I try to get away from him, he immediately backs off.

"Y/n. Leave." He order and turns around.

"No, fuck you! This isn't a fucking movie, Ethan. You're killing people!" I screamed at him, feeling my own pulse inside of my head. Ethan heard my words and shrugged. Like I was screaming at him for leaving the dishes in the sink. I shook my head.

"You're sick." I say underneath my breath. Ethan locks his eyes on me, glaring.

"I'm the sick one? Why are you even here, Y/n?" He say, leaning back his head. I blink.

"What?"

"Why are you here?"

"Because Chad and Mindy and..."

"Oh, yeah, Mindy. By the way, I sent your sister to the hospital. Sorry." He says quickly and casually and glanced down at the clean knife he held in his hand.

"You did what?" I ask in disbelief.

"Yeah, you should leave and go visit her." He say and nods against the door. He really doesn't want me here.

"Why haven't you attacked me?" I ask, crossing my arms.

Ethan doesn't answer immediately, just lets his eyes rest on me.

"Answer me, dammit!" I demand, screaming once again. Ethan grinned and stared at me with a poisonous gaze.

"I love it when you scream at me." He say, making me immediately shut up. My heart rate kicks up.

Okay. So my brothers roommate is crazy.

But... For some crazy reason, I don't feel afraid. Not of him. Not of the weird guy who walked me home that night I had had too much to drink and didn't dare to walk alone.

Maybe I'm as insane as he his, but for some reason, I felt safer with him than without him.

"Is this why you've been avoiding me?" I ask quietly, looking up at the brown haired boy, dressed in black.

Ethan took a step closer. Slower than before, so that I would have time to move if I wanted. I probably should. Should run, should be scared. I mean, he had a knife! He's dangerous and unpredictable. He could stab me to death right now if he wanted to.

I don't think I'd escape him if he chased me. I gulp, a little horrified by how the idea of Ethan chasing me had made me feel.

What the hell is wrong with me?

"I tried to stay away, because you..." Ethan took yet another step closer. I meet his gaze and find something I haven't seen before there. Vulnerability? I barely know anymore.

He leaned in closer, slowly, torturing me with the wait. Before I know it, Ethan had bridged any gap between us. Pulling me against him, Ethan angles his head and closes his eyes as he kiss me.

I'm too shocked to react at first. Then when I do, I start to kiss him back. I'm also shocked of how good it feels. His kiss is greedy, ungrateful, demanding more as he drops his knife to the floor so that he can hold my face in place. Feeling his gloved hands on my face made me snap back to reality.

I rip my mouth away from his.

"What the fuck, Ethan? No you can't kiss me after what you've done!"

Ethan frowns. "I can't?"

Still stunned, I push him away from me. As I do, I hear something else from the shadows. My gaze immediately tries to locate the sound.

Someone else is here.

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Thank you for reading the part 2 of Hate! Some of y'all wished for a part 2 so I did my best. Hope you like it!