"I love you guys, but you're not mine"
"We are yours, doll"
Joelle Rhodes moves away from Woodsboro after the murders. She goes to Windsor college with Randy. But what if the murders start again? Are the same killers from last year behind it or is t...
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Joelle was in the hospital with Derek, Hallie and Mickey. Derek was questioned by the police while his wound was stitched up.
Joelle sighed as she rubbed her eye from tiredness. She kept thinking about the interaction between her, Stu and Billy. "Wow, that's the most exciting interrogation I've ever had," Mickey brought Joelle out of her thoughts. "Mm," said Joelle as Mickey sat down next to her. "Hey, don't worry. They'll find him," said Mickey as he put a hand on her knee.
"Do you think so?" Joelle asked as she looked at him. "Yeah," said Mickey. "Joelle?" asked a cop. Joelle bid Mickey goodbye and walked with him.
"Hello, Joelle," said the sheriff. Joelle gave him a nod. "How are you, Joelle?" he asked. "Could be better," answered Joelle with a sigh. "No injuries?" asked the sheriff.
"Nah, I rather think the killer has injuries," joked Joelle, but the sheriff couldn't laugh at her joke. "What do you mean?" he asked. "I slammed a lamp in his face and shoved a table in his stomach," Joelle told him.
"Self-defense, of course," Joelle said quickly after. The sheriff nodded and the deputy wrote everything down. "Do you think the murders have to do with you, Joelle?" the sheriff asked as he squeezed his eyes together. "No idea," said Joelle as she shrugged. "I mean, he's been after you," said the sheriff as he took a puff of his cigarette. "I know," said Joelle.
"Have you had any contact with the previous killers?" the sheriff asked after a brief silence. Joelle turned pale. "How do you mean?" asked Joelle as she sat up straight in the chair. "The previous killers were after you," the sheriff told her. "But for a different reason," Joelle defended Billy and Stu. "Only we still haven't caught them, we think their behind it again. So, have you had any contact with them?" the sheriff asked again. "No," lied Joelle.
"Are you sure?" asked the sheriff. "Yeah," nodded Joelle. The sheriff raised an eyebrow and looked at his deputy. "Fine, you can go. And wait, from now on you have personal officers with you," said the sheriff. "Why?" asked Joelle as she raised an eyebrow. "For your own safety," sighed the sheriff.
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Joelle took a shower and brushed her teeth. It was one of the few moments where she was not stalked by her personal bodyguards. Joelle got dressed and walked out with her sketchbook.
"Fuck," Joelle muttered as she saw Derek walking toward her. "Joel, wait!" yelled Derek. Joelle became irritated. "What?" she asked as she walked under a branch. "Do you have those bodyguards walking around you all the time?" asked Derek as he pointed to the two officers. "Yeah," answered Joelle gruffly.
"That's shit, how can I ever get you alone?" asked Derek with a grin. Joelle sighed and rolled her eyes. "Let me tell you something, Derek. I'm in love," said Joelle as she pushed a branch aside. "Really?" asked Derek hopefully, hoping he was the one Joelle was in love with. "But not with you," Joelle cut him off.
Derek's grin disappeared. "And maybe it would be better if you leave, for me and especially for yourself," Joelle said as she sat down in the grass. "Bye, Derek," said Joelle as she waved him off.
Derek frowned and walked away from the Rhodes girl. Joelle grinned, finally she was rid of him.
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It was slowly becoming evening. Curfew went in. Joelle walked into the building and said bye to her bodyguards.
Joelle walked into her dorm. Hallie wasn't there yet. Joelle frowned, which was strange. Usually Hallie was there before Joelle.
Joelle threw her sketchbook on her desk when she suddenly saw something familiar lying on her bed. Her stuffed cat that looked like Trixie. Joelle walked over to her bed and took the stuffed cat in her arms. It smelled like Billy and Stu. Joelle picked up the note from her bed and unfolded it.
'I'm sorry I killed Trixie. She wouldn't keep her mouth shut when I was in your house. Please forgive me, Billy'
Tears formed in Joelle's eyes. She thought she would never forgive Billy, but her heart forgave him. Trixie loved Billy and Stu, but now Trixie looked down at her best friends from above.
'You looked good today, Stu'
Joelle chuckled and wiped the tears from her cheeks. She knew they were watching her every move.
She loved them so much.
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