Liar - Ethan Landry x Reader/OC

Chapter 5: The sleepover

Tw: Blood, gore, fighting idk

It's four pm. Sam said she was going to pick me up at 3:45, which means she's already 15 minutes late, and I'm more than ready to leave this goddamn hospital. The doctors already got me all unplugged, and ready to change and leave when Sam and Tara arrived. They even put my meds in a bag for me. It has me worried that she is late, and she hasn't even messaged me yet. I lay in bed, zoning out when I hear my phone ring. I quickly answer, not bothering to check the caller ID.

"Sam? Why are you so late? And no warning message either with all these attacks going on?? You're worrying me!" I scold through the phone.

"Sorry, Sam and Tara are a little busy right now." The voice through the phone taunts.

My phone nearly drops from my hand.

"W-what?" I ask confused, looking around my room to make sure I'm alone.

"Don't worry, we're not coming for you...not now at least." The voice replied.

"What did you do to Sam." I shakily get out, scared of what the answer might be.

"Oh, don't worry, she's not dead, not yet. Her and her bitch sister got away, but next time they won't be so lucky." Ghostface spat out before hanging up the phone without any warning.

I sit there, trembling, as I slowly move my phone away from my ear. These attacks are getting more and more frequent. Mindy wasn't lying when she said that requels have bigger everything. At least the call was able to confirm that there're multiple Ghostfaces this year, like usual. I zone out for what can't be longer than three minutes when my door slams open, making me jump.

"Let's get moving" Sam asserts, quickly making her way over to me, Tara trailing behind her. They looked a mess.

"Sam?" I ask in disbelief.

"We don't have time for questions right now Nicole we have to get you out of here." Sam replied, handing me a change of clothes, and helping me out of my bed.

"But You-" I start before Tara cuts me off.

"The doctors said no tight clothing, so we just brought you flare leggings and a t-shirt." Tara said, basically shoving me into the restroom to change and closing the door.

I blink, trying to process everything before changing. I hear muffled talking between the two sisters in the background that sounds like bickering, but unfortunately the door makes it inaudible to me. I put on the clothing I was given as quickly as possible, being careful of the wounds on my body, and put my hair into two braids. Not being able to shower in the past few days resulted in my hair looking pretty greasy. I open the door, step out, and the chatter ceases.

"We put your things in a bag, let's go." Sam said, rushing me out the room, having a tight grip on my hand. "Everything's all taken care of."

"Sam, what's wrong? Why are you in such a rush-? I know you guys were attacked by Ghostface, but he's gone now, we can slow down a little!" I say, struggling to keep up with her quick pace as we walk out of the hospital. She paused.

"How do you know we were attacked?" She asks confused. Great, now she probably thinks i'm the killer.

"Ghostface called me-" I respond.

Sam paused for a minute before continuing walking, dragging me along, continuing her quick pace.

"When we were in the store, he said his friend was paying you a visit. We- we thought you were being attacked. He said how his partner was- well- you don't need to know specifics, but he was hurting you and we wouldn't be able to save you in time." Sam spoke.