Bleed for me☆

Chapter 4

TW: SENSITIVE CONTENT(?)
BLOOD
DEATH
SUICIDE THOUGHS

Randy's pov
"Uhh.. so what's your favourite scary movie?"

"You're never gonna find me." The killer said confidently.

"What do you care? Let them have their fun, so uhh, what's up?" I tried to keep him on the phone the longest I could so Y/n, Dewey and Gale could find someone with a phone and maybe find the killer.

"What's your favourite scary movie?"

"Showgirls, absolutely frightening, what's yours?" I ran over a girl who was speaking on her phone, I grabbed It but then realized that she wasn't the killer and gave It back while apologizing to her.

"Wait let me guess, a house in a sorority row, dorm that dripped Blood, splatter university, graduation day, final exam? Am I close?"

"Close enough."
He said and then a guy bumped into my shoulder.

"Too slow geek. Do you wanna die."

"Is that the best you can do?! Because Billy and Stu were much more original."
I said.

"Who said I was someone else and I'm not one of them uh?"

Y/n's pov
We were running and searching for the person who was on the phone with Randy. We took everyone's phone to see if they had something to do with this.

"Okay, he's gotta be around here someplace, he's just playing with us."
Gale said, a bit out of breath because of all the running.

"White male suspect nine o'clock."

"My clock or your clock?" I said confused of where he was refering at.

"Oh, your clock. Going on the back."

Randy's pov
"Why are you even here Randy, you'll never be the leading man."

"Fuck you!" I screamed loudly. I was starting to get pretty annoyed.

"No matter how hard you try you'll never be the hero and you'll never ever get the girl, and you know who I'm talking about."
After that I couldn't take It anymore.
I saw a guy near the new cameraman's van and he was on his phone. I ran towards him and snatched the phone from his hands, but quickly let him go because he wasn't the one I'm talking to.

"Wrong guy, death boy."

"Oh yeah, well let's redirect a moment, Mister so original uh?"

Y/n's pov
Me and Gale went in front of the guy and took his phone out of his hands while Dewey 'jumped' over him and tried to keep him down on the ground.

We checked his phone but 'unfortunately' It wasn't him.

"Dewey...Dewey!" He didn't listen and kept the boy's arms, he was squirming and yelling to get away.
Dewey finally let him go.
"Sorry!" We said.

Randy's pov
"Where's your innovation uh?! Why copy two highschool loser ass dickheads, Stu was a pussy ass wet rag. And Billy Loomis! Billy Loomis, what the fuck! Jesus, what a rat looking home repressed mama's boy, why not set your goals higher uh?! Those two fuckers were deeply in love with Y/n who didn't give a fuck about them! They're hiding because they're still scared of rejection, poor little Y/n, I wouldn't want two ugly psychos to be obsessed with me.
Why don't you wanna be on the big Boys uhh! Manson, Bundy, OJ--" After I said that I felt someone pulling me back into the van...

Y/n's pov
"Guys, where's Randy?" I said worriedly.

"I don't know, I don't see him."

We all started running and searching for him. I don't have a good feeling about this.

"Randy!!"
Gale yelled.

"Wha-what's going on?" The cameraman said while he was holding a box full of donut's.

"Yo man who broke my window?" He said.
We all started to get closer and closer to the van...

Dewey finally opened the door but I kind of wish he never did.

I saw Randy in a pool of blood, my eyes widened, I didn't know what to do, I was in total shock. All that could came out of my mouth was my breath speeding up and tears forming in my eyes.
Gale screamed in horror.
I couldn't watch his death body anymore.

Dewey brought me and Gale away, and I started crying.
I can't believe that I lost someone I loved again, first Casey Becker, then Tatum Riley and now Randy.
Why? Why? Why did they die? They didn't do anything wrong or bad.

Then W|H|Y?

Dewey decided to bring me back in my dormitory room, he said that I should get some sleep and wait for Sidney or Hallie to get back.

Honestly I can't even try to close my eyes, I have the image of Randy in a pool of blood stuck in my head and I can't stand It.
I don't want to do this anymore, and don't want to live like this, I can't carry all this things. I just want to end It all now and here.
I looked up and saw a razor resting on a piece of forniture, and for a moment I really thought I could actually kill myself right here right now, but then I remembered that I want revenge for all the people who died in the hands of ghostface.
Noone of them deserved It.

Before I could do anything my phone started ringing.

*Beep *Beep
I didn't want to pick It up but there was still a chance that It was Sidney or Hallie or even Dewey, so I decided to get It.
I, again, wish i never did.

Stu's pov
It passed a year After the massacre and me and Billy never stopped searching for her.
For Y/n.
We actually tried to forget about her, because in the deep of our hearts we knew that It would have been hard to get her back to us.

But we Just couldn't forget her.
Her face.
Her eyes.
Her soft lips.
Her (H/C) hair.
Everything about her drive us crazy.
We can't stay away from her anymore.
She's like a drug, intoxicating.

In the last 5 months the only thing we did was stalk her.
We can't pull our eyes away from her and that pretty face of hers.
I missed her so much, and even if I stalk her all the time this Is starting to get frustrating, I want to touch her, feel her, kiss her, love her.

We want to talk with her.
And today we finally will.

We dialed the numbers into the phone and waited impatiently for a response.
Luckily she responded shortly After.

"Hello, who's this?"

AUTHORS NOTE
Hii, I really hope you like the story, this chapter Is a little bit shorter than the others because I would like to make more chapters.
I wanted to thank you for the support.
I apologize for my errors and my bad grammar. I'll try to edit the chapter as soon as possible.
Love you all :)

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