Scream For Me (Scream fanfic)

Chapter Five

Terra sat in her room, papers scattered across her bed and a text book in her lap as she tapped a pencil against her lips. She sighed and pushed away the papers, instead taking up her laptop. The startup took a few moments and she looked over at the clock. It was already nearing eight and the sun had set about an hour ago. Her stomach growled slightly. But she ignored it. Her dad said that he would pick up pizza when he got out of his meeting since it would be just the two of them tonight because her mom would be working late at the station.

She stretched out and got to work on her entry for the school's blog. She selected two pictures for it and began to write. Her fingers clicked against the keys loudly and her phone rang. She ignored it for a moment, whoever it was could wait until she finished this sentence.

"Hello?" there was silence for a moment. "Hello?"

"Hey Terra!" Grey's voice came though the phone, chipper but soothing. She smiled and shifted to hold the phone between her ear and shoulder as she continued to type. "Your dad said I could come over for dinner tonight, you busy?"

"Just finishing up an article for the website, my dad will be home in like twenty minutes, why don't you come over now?"

"Sure, I'll be there in five minutes, love you."

"Love you too." She hung up and posted the update on the school website. Five minutes ticked by quickly as she picked up her room, placing her papers back into her bag and the clothes scattered about the floor into the laundry basket. She wound up on her bed with a sigh. Her phone rang suddenly and she answered carelessly. "Yeah?"

"Ftttttfftttttt..." she furrowed her eyebrows, what was that? Static continued to flitter though the speaker. "Hello." The voice was deep and gravelly and she felt like she had been dunked in ice water.

"Uh hello, who is this?"

"I don't know, who is this?" the voice was filled with a silent snicker.

"You tell me yours I tell you mine."

"You're mildly funny." She snorted.

"And you're mildly creepy."

"now, now don't be like that darling."

"'Darling'?"

"You look like a sweet heart, but I could be wrong." She paused in her pacing.

"What did you say?" her voice turned to stone.

"What?"

"What. Did. You. Say?"

"Just that you sounded sweet, though now I've been proven wrong."

"Listen here you creep! I am going to hang up and if you bother me again my boyfriend will hunt you down and kick your ass!" she ended the call and continued her pacing, her breathing slightly labored and her heart racing. It was like something out of Stab! Her hone rang again and she answered before thinking. "hello?"

"Hello Terra, didn't you ever learn that its rude to hang up one people?"

"Leave me alone you sick mother fucker before I call the cops." She ended the call again, and it rang again a moment later. "AHH" she screamed in frustration as she answered again. "Listen to me you fucking creep! Leave me the hell alone or I'll call the cops!"

"NO YOU LISTEN YOU BLONDE DITZ! If you hang up on me one more time then I will turn your boyfriend's face into a pin cushion for shrapnel!" her breath caught in her throat. "Yes that's right I have your precious Dwight Grey, why don't you look out your window?" she nearly tripped over her own feet to get to it, and thrust the curtains back. hid car sat in the driveway and she looked around, the other houses farther down the street were empty looking, not a single light on. There was no one she could call to for help.

"What do you want?" she said in a low tone, as she inched her way from the window.

"I want to play a game."

"oh yeah, and who are you supposed to be? Ghost face?"

"Yes exactly. And since you've made this connection you should be able to see what is on the line if you lose like little Sidney did." Laughter broke through the speaker and her stomach flipped.

"Oh no, god no, you can't be serious..."

"oh but I am. Now we're going to play our game. What's your favorite scary movie?"

"Don't do this..."

"Come on now, this is the warm-up question, after this we're going to decide if Dwight lives or not, and of course if you live or not."

"N-Nightmare on Elm Street." She ground out, body shaking and eyes misted with tears. "The remake." The killer made a tisking sound but didn't comment further.

"Now than let's move on to the big ones. In A Nightmare on Elm Street remake what was the largest change to the ending and the body count in the story?" Her heart speed up in her chest and she darted over to the computer, typing on it silently but quickly. "Well Terra, Dwight and I are just waiting...."

"Nancy's boyfriend lived though the entire movie and they don't make any reference to her father who was, in the original a cop, and her mom dies!"

"Correct, but I'm afraid you're disqualified in this round."

"why!"

"You cheated, and I'm afraid that means Dwight will not get to see the outcome of the next round." She sprinted towards the window, but the sound of an explosion knocked her off her feet.

"NOOOO!" Tears poured down her face and she stumbled to the window. A scattering of burning metal was all that was left. "NO YOU SICK BASTARD!" She sobbed.

"Oh yes, now one more question, and this time it's your life on the line." She shook her head.

"I won't do this I won't play your games anymore."

"You don't get a choice. Now through our computer to the floor until it's smashed into pieces, can't have you cheating again now can we?" She shuffled over to her bed again and threw it to the ground, she stomped on it until the screen was cracked and the keyboard was ruined. "Good. Now last question. Which series of horror movies had a higher body count? Friday the 13th or Stab?"

"S-stab?" she had never seen the Friday series, but she knew that Stab had a lot of victims each movie.

"Wong answer!" the phone disconnected and she turned to run from her room. She could hear sirens off in the distance; if she could just keep herself alive until the got there then she was going to be okay! She tried the handle and it didn't budge, she threw herself against the door and it didn't even give the slightest bit under her weight. She turned to the window instead, throwing it open and sucking in a deep breath. "HELP M-"she saw his reflection in the nick of time and screamed, lurching away from his form. The knife swept past her arm, which had been where her back was mere seconds ago. Terra tried to stumble away, out of the corner of her eye she saw flashing lights down the street. Only minutes to go! She could do this! A hand clasped her blonde curls and she cried out as she was yanked against a firm chest. She struggled in his grasp and swung her arms and legs about to dislodge him. He swore under his breath and tugged on her hair till her throat was exposed.

"Fuck," he mumbled, he had wanted more time to play with this one. He rose the knife to her throat and blood poured down the girls form a moment later as her struggled became nonexistent and her face was permanently twisted into a look of fear. He pulled out some rope and looped it around her neck and waist tying it tightly and hooking it to the roof where he had set up a small but very sturdy hook. She hung out her window like a caterpillar's cocoon, only she would not be emerging the lovely state called death that he'd put her in.