𝐏𝐬𝐲𝐜𝐡𝐨 𝐊𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫 || 𝐁𝐲𝐥𝐞𝐫

✯𝕃𝕦𝕔𝕒𝕤 𝔸𝕟𝕕 𝕄𝕒𝕩; 𝕍𝕚𝕔𝕤 𝕊𝕚𝕩 𝔸𝕟𝕕 𝕊𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕟✯

As the party progressed, so did the plan. Will and Mike were in their ghostface costumes. They decided to say screw it and kill Max and Lucas in order to fram Jane. They had to make it more believable since she was their final girl. Later, after killing Max and Lucas, Mike would take El's virginity before framing her. They followed up on the movie and thought that Jane's appearance was the one that fit Sidney the most.

That is if she had the brain capacity of Sidney Prescott, but she didn't. Her personality fitted more to Tatum's side. She was unbelievably oblivious to a lot of things. Even when Max always pointed it out, she never really caught up. That's what made her so easy to manipulate. Her personality was too much of someone that was kind and caring.

That night, it just all changed. Mike and Will knew what they had to do. Both of them in costume went outside of the house. Will dialled Steve's number and instead of Steve answering, it was Max. It seemed like she was really onto them. Not for longer anyways.

"Is this Steve?" Will asked.

"No, but this is Max." Max said.

Will noticed how Max looked around, attempting to spot him or Mike. It was a rookie move and Max knew that. A predictable move to be more exact, in a way giving the killer leverage. Most of the victims always did that. It allowed them to be killed easier than anticipated. Will expected Max to be smart and rational about this, but he guess he thought wrong.

"Maxine Mayfield, am I right?" Will asked.

"Yeah." Max replied slowly.

Will saw how Lucas was beside her. He walked over to her after seeing her on the phone. He was worried that it might've been another emergency.

"I see you got company." Will said.

"Yeah and?" Max asked.

"It would be a shame if a guy like him lost his girlfriend." Will replied.

He watched as Max dropped the phone. He hung up his and quickly went inside of the house. He went into the bathroom and quickly changed out of his attire. He hid the voice changer in his back pocket of his pants. He grouped up with Max and Lucas.

"Is everything okay?" Will asked.

"No, the masked killer called. He threatened me." Max answered with fear in her voice.

"Jesus Christ." Will breathed out.

"I think he's upstairs. Wanna split up and look?" Max asked.

"Are you crazy? Never split up when a murderer is on your tail." Lucas said.

Max rolled her eyes. The three teens went upstairs and split up. Max went with Will and Lucas went on his own. They looked carefully around them in hopes to find the killer. They heard footsteps and hid in a supply closet. Max quickly got out her phone and called Lucas.

"Shit!" She exclaimed.

"What?" Will asked.

"Lucas hasn't answered my calls yet." Max replied.

"This is bad." Will said.

Max nodded at him. She turned around and looked outside in case she spotted the murder or Lucas. It scared her to think that the masked killer had killed Lucas. She knew how right she was. The loud music muted someone's screams. That person happened to be her boyfriend.

She felt a hand on her mouth. Her muffled screams couldn't be heard. She looked at Will with wide eyes and attempted to escape his grip. Will held her tight, nonetheless. He had prepared for when victims would attempt to escape. He was taught by Mike how to prevent someone from escaping.

"Quiet." Will said. "Jesus Christ, where the fuck is he?" Will asked more to himself.

Just then the door opened. It revealed the masked killer. Max looked at the killer and Will. They were working together. That could only mean one thing and that was that the killer was Mike. It only made sense.

"Lucas is dead." Mike said.

"What did you do with his body?" Will asked.

"Threw him in the pool." Mike replied. "Now onto the redhead that gets on my fucking nerves every five minutes." Mike added.

"She's not that bad, Mike." Will said.

"Really? You're taking her side? I feel so betrayed right now." Mike scoffed.

"I was joking, Mike. I obviously love you more." Will sighed. "Oh, she heard too much." He added with an innocent tone.

Mike smirked as he stabbed her in the stomach and then in the heart. Max's body fell limp. They decided to leave her in the supply closet. Mike quickly ran into the bathroom to change out of his costume. He kissed Will before they went downstairs to find Jane.

"She's probably busy getting drunk." Will suggested.

"Or she's trying to fit into this party." Mike said.

"Maybe. We just gotta find her. I'll cover for you guys." Will said.

Soon they found Jane. She was getting drunk and was dancing with Steve. Not that he would do anything to her. It was a friendly gesture and he always had a soft spot for El. Mike stoled her away from Steve as they headed upstairs. They found an empty room and Mike dragged El into it.

Both were giggling messes. Jane was unsure what she was supposed to do when it came down to this whole thing. She was new to this and probably didn't know a lot like Mike did. Though, she felt safe with Mike and he was probably going to help her figure this whole thing out. It did seem like that the moment Mike walked into the room. He also made sure that it was locked or so Jane thought.

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