ENOUGH TIME HAD PASSED, and in complete silence, that she figured Ghostface wasn't in the room anymore (at least she hoped they weren't in the room), so she decided she'd take the chance, get up, and get out of this fucking house.
She inhaled deeply, wincing when a sharp pain jolted through her body. So, she took shallow breaths until it didn't hurt to breathe anymore.
Next, Tatum moved her fingers which was great because that meant her upper body wasn't paralyzed. Then, she wiggled her toes (which she actually felt), another amazing sign.
She braced herself, to push herself up off the floor, but a searing pain shot through her left shoulder causing a pained whimper to escape from her.
She took a moment and exhaled before slowly rolling over onto her back, as she did, a stinging sensation pulsed through the back of her neck.
Tatum exhaled then inhaled deeply before forcing herself to sit up. Tears ran down her cheeks as the pain intensified. She had to force back the sobs that threatened to escape, worried if she made too much noise that Ghostface would come back and end her for real this time.
She got up slowly, still feeling the immense pain.
Tatum looked from the metal garage door over to the door that lead back into the house. She could flip the switch to open the metal garage door and just run home. Or go inside to be with the safety of the people.
Because, what if Ghostface was waiting for her outside.
"Fuck." She exhaled.
Tatum ended up deciding it'd be safer to just go inside, be surrounded by everyone, and just call her dad to pick her up.
She went over and walked up the stairs before slowly opening the door. Immediately, she froze. It was quiet, way too quiet for a house full of teenagers.
She peeked through the small crack, checking to see if Ghostface was there. There was no one there. So, she pushed the door slowly and entered the hallway.
The hallway was empty, littered with red solo cup, and empty beer cans.
It was eerily quiet, it sent shivers up her spine.
Tatum slowly ventured further into the house, she was on high alert, constantly looking over her shoulder.
She turned the corner and spotted Sam, she knew for a fact the girl was trustworthy, because why would Sam hurt her own sister.
The blonde ran over to her, "Sam." She whispered loudly.
"Tatum?" Sam noticed the tear tracks running down the teen's face along with bloodshot eyes, which worried Sam, not ever in her entire life of knowing the blonde had she ever seen Tatum cry. "What happened?" She brought her close and wrapped her arms around the blonde.
Tatum couldn't hold back the sobs back any longer, she was so scared and just wanted her mom and dad, "Ghostface just attacked me. They tra-trapped me in the fu-fucking cat door."
Sam immediately pulled back to look at the girl, wanting to know if she accurately heard the blonde, "Wait, Ghostface is here?"
Tatum nodded, "I went into the garage for beer and they attacked me."
Suddenly, they heard Mindy grunting and screaming, followed by furniture clattering around. They both stared at each other for a moment before following the sounds to the living room.
They arrived and found Mindy being attacked by Ghostface, Tatum was so terrified and froze. Meanwhile, Sam grabbed a nearby and threw it at the back of their head. Which cause Ghostface to stop turn look at them, then ran out the other door that led to the kitchen.
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Fanfiction"DO YOU LIKE SCARY MOVIES?" When Tatum gets sent to Woodsboro as punishment, she gets more than she bargained for when a masked copycat killer decides to recreate the murders from the 1996 massacre. SCREAM V-VI
