YOU KNOW ME BETTER THAN I DO

08. mom , am I still young ?

"That's so gross," Anika said, looking away from the brutal scene on the tv.

Mindy rubs Anika's shoulder, reassuring her as she pats her thigh.

Elodie sighs, looking up at Vance as she's resting her head on his lap.

However, Katerina swallows, looking absolutely mortified.

"How— do they like the taste? Of humans?"

"Tastes like filet mignon," Elodie replied.

The whole room went silent.

The brunette looks around awkwardly, "Jeff- Jeffery Dahmer said that... human flesh tastes like filet mignon... Did- did you guys know that he doesn't eat tattooed people because it tastes bad?"

The silence was deafening.

Vance chuckles dryly, running his fingers through her hair, "That's... great to know, 

sweetheart."

"He ate so many people that he became familiar with the taste."

Chad puts his hands together, "Alright, Ryder! That's enough of you, uh, want me to get you a cigarette?"

"Don't ask stupid questions."

Vance places his hand over her mouth, "No, she would not."

Chad huffs, "Fine."

Katerina groans, glaring at Elodie and pouting, trying her best to look serious.

Elodie chuckles, "cmon, princess! lighten up a bit. yknow you like the show," she tilts her head, "want some more gummies?"

"No."

"Damn."

Vance pats her stomach, then rubbing it gently.

Elodie chuckles once more, thoughts being interrupted by her phone ringing.

She groans, sitting up as she answers the phone.

"Hello?"

Silence.

She huffs, "Hello?"

"Hello?"

Her eyes widened. No, it wasn't Ghostface.

"Hello?" the voice repeats.

"Elodie? It's your mother."