Die For You ━ E. Landry

xi.

"YOU?" TARA LOOKED at bailey who raised his eyebrows, "yeah, of course me. frankly, i expected more from the two of you after what you did to us," he looked at the two sisters.

"what?" valentina furrowed her eyebrows and the carpenters mirrored her actions.

the ghostface on on bailey's left took off his mask, revealing a smiling ethan.

"ethan?" valentina breathed.

"mindy was right. it was easy to juke the roomate lottery," he continued smiling, "all i had to do to meet you was room with a conceited, condescending alpha, literally named chad. fuck, it felt good to kill him!"

valentina stood in shock. she couldn't believe that the boy that she kissed, the boy that she liked, the boy that she trusted, was now standing in front of her, admitting he was a murderer. what the fuck was going on?

"i trusted you," valentina shook her head, her voice shaky.

and just for a second, valentina could've swore she saw his eyes filled with regret and sorrow. but the second it appeared, it was gone, and she knew she wouldn't see it again.

"gotta be careful with who you trust, huh?" bailey smirked.

"this was your grandmother's, sam. nancy loomis?" he pointed his knife to the mask in his hand, "really runs in the fucking family, doesn't it? speaking of family, wait for it, my name's not ethan landry. is it, dad?" ethan and bailey looked at each other and laughed.

"dad?" tara asked.

"wait. if it's you two that just leaves..." she looked at the ghostface on bailey's right, "mindy?"

everyone, bar bailey, looked as the ghostface pulled off their mask.

"hey, roomies," quinn said. "you didn't see that one coming, did you?" she asked.

"yeah, because you died!" tara snarled.

"kind of didn't, though," she looked at her dad and brother, "it was a good way to get off the suspect list. stab gale weathers, stab mindy on the train. that sort of thing."

bailey put his arms around his kids and pulled them closer, "yup, and i just made sure i was first on the scene so i could switch her body out with a fresh one. a little fake blood, a prosthetic, you'd be amazed with what a grieving father could get away with." valentina watched as ethan and quinn walked away from their father.

"i got stu macher's mask. he was my favorite," quinn spoke.

the three girls turned their heads at ethan putting his mask on a mannequin.

"nice. that's number three, that's two," bailey pointed to the masks. "which leaves your father's," he pulled out a mask from his pocket and held it out in front of sam.

"this is what we've been counting down to, sam. i'm gonna need you to put it on."

at her lack of response, he stepped closer to her. she smacked the mask out of his hand, "fuck you."

ethan stepped forward and sliced his knife across sam's arm. valentina and tara instantly stepped to her sides while sam held her arm.

"stay the fuck away from her!" tara yelled.

"what is this? you did this as a family?" sam turned to the siblings.

"great family bonding," valentina scoffed.

"hell yeah, bitch!" quinn lunged towards sam, "you should know better than anyone."

"they're still not getting it," ethan laughed.

"look, i don't know what you believe, but i didn't commit those murders in woodsboro. it wasn't me!" she turned back to bailey.

"of course we know that," he groaned. "you think this is based on some bullshit conspiracy theory? come on. who do you think started the rumors about you in the first place?"

they turned around and looked at quinn who held up her hand.

"do you know how easy it was to turn sam from the hero of woodsboro into the villain? how easy it is to convince the world to believe the worst in people rather than the best?" she held her knife up at sam.

"because it's not enough to just kill someone these days. you have to assassinate their character first." valentina looked at ethan with narrowed eyes as he spoke.

"so when dad here discovers your horribly mutilated bodies-" quinn pushed herself towards valentina and tara which made ethan pause, "posed with sam wearing her father's mask, he'll say some poor dumb bastard read on the internet that you're the real ghostface and took matters into their own deluded hands."

"exactly! that's why it's the perfect alibi. and all the best lies are based on the truth," he stepped towards sam and pointed a finger at her, "and you're a killer. just like your father."

"no, i'm not!" sam shrieked.

"yes, you are, you motherfucker! you killed our brother!" 

the three girls switched their gazes between ethan and quinn in disbelief.

"what are you talking about?"

"you said your brother died in a car accident," tara shook her head.

"no, no, no, you sweet, dumb thing. he died in woodsboro at the hands of your bitch sister."

the room was silent as the three girls understood what they meant. valentina looked at quinn who's lip was quivering, then she met ethan's eyes who were already on her. she let out a quiet scoff before averting her gaze to sam.

"you're richie's family."

"yeah." bailey nodded.

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