Final Girl (Scream 4) BillyxOCxStu

Chapter Eleven: "Ready for Act Three?"

I rushed up the stairs, looking around to make sure the killer wasn't there. Suddenly, the front door opened and I let out a yelp until I saw Billy and Stu come in. "Oh, my God!" I exclaimed, rushing forward and wrapping my arms around them. "I'm so glad to see you."

"Where is everyone?" Billy asked.

"Kirby is on the phone with the killer downstairs. They have Charlie tied up like Steve was. Jill should still be upstairs hiding. Everyone else, dead, I guess?"

"Any sign of that Trevor guy?" Stu asked.

"No," I said.

We heard someone coming up the stairs and my eyes widened when I noticed it was Charlie covered in blood, holding a knife. "Oh shit," Stu said.

"Run," Billy told me, pulling out a knife of his own. He and Charlie started to fight as Stu and I went towards the front door again. Stu opened it, only to stumble back after being stabbed in the side by a second killer.

"Stu!" I exclaimed, and then heard Billy groan, looking back to see Charlie had gotten the upper hand, probably as Billy got distracted by me. He had taken Billy's knife and stabbed him in the stomach.

"Fuck, again?" Stu mumbled, holding his side.

I looked between the two, fear coursing through me as they both winced in pain. Billy was shoved towards Stu and I by Charlie, the three of us being corralled back by the killers into the kitchen. "Who are you?" I asked the one still wearing a mask.

They took it off, long brown hair cascading down and I gasped. "Jill?"

"Hello, Hazel. Surprised?" She smirked. "Now this is the part when the cameras...turn off." She said as she took a small camera out of the mask, setting it on the counter. "Charlie?" she turned to him, giving him a look.

"Got her taken care of," he said with a nod. My mind went to Kirby and I felt tears sting my eyes. I shouldn't have left her. "I got great footage of my Robbie kill. Better than Jenny and Marnie or Olivia even."

"Good. We'll cut and upload it later. Make it all traceable to Trevor," she said as she took off the rest of the costume. "Speaking of which," she gestured to Charlie who turned to a closet, pulling out a tied-up Trevor.

"Remind you of anything?" Charlie asked us. They're planning to frame him, just like the boys were with Neil.

"Jill, please," Trevor begged after she took the tape off of his mouth.

"Shut up, dick!" she exclaimed, kicking him in the side.

"You kids are pathetic," Stu shook his head.

"You really think you can copy us?" Billy asked, his breathing labored from his stab wound.

"Billy and Stu, the original killers," Jill said, narrowing her eyes at them.

"It's an honor, truly," Charlie said. "But, didn't Roman do it all? Not you two?"

The three of us shared a look before I said, "Depends on who you believe."

Jill laughed, stepping closer to me. "Well, I don't care about them. Everything I've learned is from you." I furrowed my brows and she looked between the boys and Trevor. "You think you had shitty boy problems? Here's a guy who fucks you, dumps you, and doesn't even make you famous!"

"What the fuck, Jill? I loved you!" Trevor exclaimed.

"Shut the fuck up already!" she screamed, kicking him again.

Charlie pulled out a gun, holding it out to Jill. "I'm sure the cops would want you to have this, Jill. For your protection."

I sucked in a breath, glancing at the boys on either side of me. "Jill put the gun down," I said cautiously.

"Please," she rolled her eyes before turning to Trevor once more. "Shouldn't have killed all those people, Trev. Gone and put it on video even. But it means a lot that you did it for me."

"What are you talking about?" he asked, looking up at her with a mixture of confusion and terror.

"I am NOT the girl you cheat on!" she yelled, before shooting him right in the dick. He screamed, wiggling around on the floor in pain.

Billy and Stu both winced, "Brutal, man," Stu mumbled.

"I've gone through everything, we're definitely good on timeline," Charlie said with a grin.

"Oh yeah," Jill said, raising the gun higher up Trevor's body. "We're perfect."

"No, no, please," Trever begged. Her face didn't change from the cold, stoney, expression as she shot him right in the forehead.

I squeezed my eyes shut, turning my face away as the gun went off. I felt Billy place his hand on my shoulder and I opened my eyes, looking into his. He nodded, letting me know I needed to be strong.

"Ready for act three?" Jill asked, turning to look at us, a wild look in her eye.