- 𝒞𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓂𝑒.- (Ghostface x reader)

Chapter 6

"Finally!..What the fuck is this neighborhood.." I gasped, finally at my destination.

7:00 already? I must a slow walker.

"Let's see...1918 street..house 1996.."

'Ahah! Found you bitch!'

I raced to the house, tired of being outside.

"Hello? Anybody there?" I yelled, knocking on the door.

Nick answered the door.

"Hey (Y/N)!" He said, pushing me into the house and locking the door.

"Welcome to Sally's big ass house!"

I rolled my eyes, scoffing.

"No shit, Sherlock."

'But for real...Sally lives in a fucking mansion. Rich ass brat.'

Staircase and what not...big house...damn..

"If only dad could see this.." I mumbled to myself.

Nick took me by the hand and led me upstairs, to Sally's room.

"Sally's parents are away for a couple weeks, so we can do whatever the fuck we want tonight!"

"Just don't smash me and those girls,Nick."

Nick opened the door to Sally's room.

The girls: Amy, Sally, and Artemis, were doing each others hair and painting their nails.

Painting nails...typical.

"Hey (Y/N)~!" Amy exclaimed, waving at me, maniacally.

"Uh..hi..Amy-.."

Amy grabbed my shirt and made me sit on her bed.

'What the fuck dude..weird ass..'

"Here, let's paint your nails!" Artemis yelled, grabbing the hot pink nail polish off of the shelf.

"No thanks!..I'm good.." I muttered, nudging them off a bit.
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After a few moments of talking and makeup and all that girly shit, we decided to watch a movie.

...a scary movie.

Nick grabbed the remote of Sally's TV while everyone sat on Sally's bed.

"Let's see..what scary movie to you guys want?"

"How about Friday the thirteenth?" Artemis suggested.

"Scary Movie?" Sally asked.

'Bitch..Scary Movie isn't even a scary movie..'

My phone started to buzz.

'Fuck man..'

"You should go answer that-" Amy said, playing with her hair.

I walked out of the room to take the phone call.

It was Unknown.

Again.

"Hello, (Y/N)~.." The voice whispered, a bit mockingly.

"The fuck you want now, grandpa? I'm busy."

"No you aren't." He started to say, laughing.

"You said you were going to have a meeting after school in someone's house. Not a sleepover.."

I started to look around.

"Ghostface you jerk! Where are you?!" I yelled into the phone, but instantly becoming quieter.

"If you wanted to come you should have asked."

He chuckled loudly.

It's like I could hear him near me.

His breathing on my damn neck.

"So then..may I come in?.."

I gasped, hanging up the phone, and running back into Sally's stupid room, slamming the door shut and locking it.

"Did you guys lock the door?" I asked, my voice trembling.

The 4 of my friends looked at each other, before Nick looked back at me.

"Shit, I don't think I did." He mumbled, standing up.

"Let's check, (Y/N)?" Nick asked, grabbing my shirt again and walking out of the room, down the staircase.

'Bitch wouldn't even let me respond to the god damn question.'

We checked the door.

It was locked.

"Thank god." I whispered, looking at Nick.

"I can't believe you're smart enough to lock the door."

Nick chuckled, his hand going down to hold my own hand.

"Good to know.." He said, his eyes staring into mine.

It wasn't a normal stare..but a..a loving one?"

"(Y/N)..I know we just met..but.." Nick mumbled, his face getting close to mine.

"I think I..really..like..yo-" Before he could finish his sentence..I heard a sound behind him.

A sound of a knife.

"...Hello, (Y/N)."