"Damn baby, you wanna go again?" Tara asks panting lightly. "Why are you saying it like that? I'm not even fucking 30 yet" i mumble looking at her slightly annoyed. "I'm only joking, my love" she laughs, bringing me in for a deep kiss.
"Mommy" I hear Andre yell out just before he bursts into the room with milo behind him. Tara and I rushing to cover up even though the room is pitch black. "Hey buddy, can you just wait in the hallway for a second? Please" I mumble out nervously, I don't want him knowing what we were doing. "Okay" he mutters closing the door behind him. I get up, turning on the light and grabbing some clothes for us. "Here baby" I mumble handing Tara clothes, putting my own on. "We'll continue later" she whispers in my ear seductively, her hand slipping into my pants, jerking me slowly. "Mhm" is all I can manage to get out, trying not to get lost in the moment with a child standing outside our door. I sigh deeply getting up and opening the door, letting Andre and the dog back in.
"What's up?" I ask sitting on the edge of the bed, Tara next to me. "I had a bad dream" he mumbles climbing up into Tara's lap, hiding. Milo coming and sitting between my legs, staring up at the boy. "It's okay, baby. It was just a dream, not real" Tara says, rubbing his back soothingly. "But it was scary" he mutters, looking at us. "What happened?" I ask, subconsciously patting Milo. "We were in this big old house and there was this scary guy chasing us around" he mutters, tears pricking his eyes. "What did the guy look like, baby?" I ask curiously. "All black with a white kind of mask" he mumbles, hiding his head back in Tara's chest, scared. "Ghostface" i mumble shaking my head. Andre must of heard because he brings his head up and turns to me confused. "What's a ghostface, mommy?" He asks, trying to climb into my lap now. "It's just what I called that thing when I was a kid. I had those nightmares too" I admit, rubbing his back. "But they're just dreams, baby boy. Don't be scared of them" i say, kissing his head. "I go back to bed now" he says abruptly, jumping out of my lap, and running out the door with Milo close behind. "Now, back to what we were doing" Tara mumbles, pulling me into a deep kiss, moaning lightly.
I'm awoken in the morning by Tara shaking me violently. "Woah woah, calm down" i mutter walking up, my eyebrows knitted together slightly annoyed. "Everyone's here, it's important" she mutters scared. "Why? What's going on?" I ask, resting my hand on her cheek. "Just get dressed and come down stairs" she says, leaving me, closing the door behind her. I sigh getting up, putting clothes on and shuffling downstairs. "What's going on?" I ask rounding the corner only to find Mindy and Anika covered in blood. "Hey, not on my couch, get up" i say pointing at them. "I'm gonna ask again, what's going on?" I ask, looking around at everybody in the room. "Ghostface is back, or was" Mindy mumbles looking at her hands. "What do you mean?" I ask, annoyed. "We got attacked this morning and we have guns since all the other times and I'm not getting fucking stabbed again. And they tried killing us both so we shot them in the head. I don't know if there's more" she mutters scared.
"Damn, movie finished before the opening kill scene. Slay Mindy" i say laughing lightly. Tara smacks the back of my head, shooting daggers at me. "Sorry sorry" I mumble, rubbing my head looking down. Suddenly my phone starts ringing, I sigh deeply looking at the caller id before answer. "Hello?" I ask exasperated "hello, y/n. Long time no talk. How you been?" Ghostface asks wickedly. "Great with your mom" i mutter pinching the bridge of my nose in frustration. "You're not easy to kill, you know? But your little brother, I could have him dead in 3 seconds if you don't watch yourself" they tease. I mute the phone, sprinting upstairs to Andres room, slowly and carefully opening the door, seeing him still sleeping. I pick him up, using the dog whistle to call Milo with me. Watching his ears go back as he running towards us after growling at the closet.
I close Andres door, walking down to the lounge room. Surprised the kid hasn't woken up yet. "Out, now" i mutter getting everyone to quietly walk outside. Unmuting the phone putting it back to my ear. "What do you want?" I ask, handing Andre to Tara, walking back inside. Grabbing my gun from a hidden box in the lounge room. "I just want to play a little game. You answer wrong and I jump out and slice Andre right up" the killer teases. "Fine" i mutter, quietly opening his bedroom door, standing near it but not close enough to where to killer will hear me. I quickly text Mindy to call Kirby, let her know what's happening before bringing it back up to my ear, waiting for the first question. "Question one; who was the first person to die in the original stab movie?" They ask. "Casey Becker" i mutter rolling my eyes. "Correct, I guess I won't be cutting your brother up just yet" they admit. "Next question; who was the first person to stab you?" They ask, teasingly. "Ethan" i mutter rolling my eyes. "Correct again" they mumble. "Final question, better hope you get it right." They add on. "Who is the killer this time?" They ask, menacingly. "Your mom" i mutter, over this. "I'm sorry, Y/n but that's just not correct. I'm gonna have to kill your brother now" they say hanging up. I watch as the closet flies open. I aim my gun, shooting them in the head. Sighing deeply as I walk over to them. "Why is everyone trying to fucking kill us?" I mutter slightly annoyed.
