PSYCHOPATHS [+18] SCREAM

Chapter 7

I wake up with a headache and a sharp pain coming from my arm. My eyes go from the needle to the masked figure holding it taking my blood. A groan comes from the other side of the room, I shift looking behind the figure to see Tatum tied up, her eyes closed but to my relief alive. We were in the sound room below the auditorium.

"Why are you doing this?" I ask in a whisper.

He looks up at me tilting his head, eyes so dark I couldn't tell who was under the mask. When he's done he roughly grabs my chin bringing my face close to his mask for a few seconds before letting me go.

Another masked killer walks in with a passed-out Sidney over his shoulder, he places her down before handing a syringe full of blood to him, and before I can blink they are gone. I roughly pulled on my binds trying to get free but they were tied tight.

I feel like we're gonna be there forever until Gale bursts through the door quickly locking it behind her. "Gale, help me out here," I whisper.

She quickly unties me before trying to untie Tatum, she shakes her a few times when she gets no response she smacks her hard, Tatum wakes up with a gasp holding her face.

"You Bitch,"

"You're welcome," Gale tells her with a grin that shows she liked that smack a little too much.

"Where's my brother?" Tatum questions leaning up. Gale gives her a guilty look barely looking her in the eyes.

"He got stabbed, a lot," she chokes out like she's holding back sobs.

Tatum lets out a shaky breath shaking her head, "He's fine, my brother is tough,"

"We have to rescue Randy, guys one of them grabbed him," Sidney says worried. We wait a few minutes waiting until the coast is clear to leave. As soon as we stepped foot outside a gun cocks at us and Mrs.Loomis stood on the other end.

"No sudden movements, If you want Randy or your Father alive," she threatens, gesturing her gun in the direction we need to go. She has us going to the theater. Once we were inside my heart dropped when I saw Randy, Derek, and Cotton sitting tied to chairs on the stage.

"Dad!" I yelled running toward him without thinking. I hear yells behind me but they're ignored as I climb the stage before I can get to him. I'm tackled roughly. A masked figure straddles me with a deep laugh rumbling under the mask. Using a prop rock I smacked him hard across the face, I smirk when I realized it wasn't fake at all.

"Enough drop it," Mrs.Loomis threatens pointing the gun at me, while distracted by me Gale tries to run but she's quick to see it and is shot falling through the stage. Tatum grips Sidney in a hug of surprise.

"She wasn't first on my list but it works," she says nonchalantly.

She presses the gun into my chin looking at me with pure hatred, not sure what I ever did to her for her to hate me this much. "You don't deserve his love," she spits out after a few seconds.

"Excuse you?" I looked around for a second, I couldn't believe she was talking to me.

"I came back for him, I'm doing all this for him," she rants, Mickey rolls his eyes cleaning his knife.

"He does not like you, get over it," he tells her annoyedly, he roughly takes the gun from her and then grabs my arm.

"Don't you have a side job?" he asks her pointing the gun at my father who's still passed out. I grip his arm pulling on him as he laughs at me mockingly. Mrs.Loomis ties up Tatum and Sidney who she tells Mickey to give very painful deaths.

"Please not him," I pleaded, his sick twisted eyes twinkled with delight as he nodded to Mrs.Loomis who left not before giving me an evil smile that sent a chill down my spine.