What will happen to me? Slashers x reader

Chapter 5

(I'm doing the original Scream movie so it will be in Billy's P.O.V as Ghostface)

(Ghostface's P.O.V)

I watched the people, at the party, walk past me. Some people looking at me like I'm crazy because of the whole 'I'm the killer' ordeal that happened last week and then I and Sydney broke up that week also. The whole thing made me stressed out and kinda mad even tho yes me and Stu are the killers, but nobody knows that and let's keep it that way. I glanced at Stu who was sitting on the couch watching scary movies and drinking. 

I gave a little signal towards Stu and I pointed upstairs meaning I'll go upstairs, while he kills someone at the party without anyone knowing it was us. Stu slightly nodded towards me and I walked upstairs, waiting for the kill and cops to show up. In the meanwhile, I fell 'asleep'.

~Time Skip~

I 'woke up' to people at the party screaming and loudly crying probably because of the murder, hopefully. I smirk knowing it was definitely because of the murder or murders, but I turned the smirk to a fake frown and opened the door. I left the door open and walked downstairs, seeing the mayhem that happened. 

There were cops, screaming and crying girls, people weren't even looking at each other, I looked up and caught the eyes of Stu. I nodded at him and he nodded back as a sigh of 'thanks' and 'good job'. After being questioned and shit by the cops, me and Stu left. After we were a good distant away from the house we high fived and my plan was in action.

"You know what Stu I was thinking...." I started and paused. He made a slight movement with his hand as a sign to continue. 

"But there can only be one Ghostface and it will be me." I finished and took the buck knife from the waistband of my jeans then stabbed Stu six or seven times in his stomach. I smirked and walked away while he bleeds out and eventually dying from blood loss.  

I walked all the way to my house and after I got to it, no one was home luckily ( I don't really know if he lives by himself or with someone). Walking in the front door, I slammed the door behind me, walked upstairs to my room, and threw myself on my bed. I closed my eyes, but then opened then almost forgetting the knife in my waistband. I groaned and got out of bed plus I know that I have to clean myself of the blood that the knife left on my pants and skin. 

Walking to the bathroom I turned the shower on and grabbed a towel out for me. I slipped my clothes off and stepped into the shower feeling the warm water run down my body. Washing the blood away and washed my hair, plus washing the stress away and relaxing my muscles. After finishing my shower I wrapped the towel around my waist and walked out towards my room to get clothes on. 

When I was in my room, I grabbed out a pair of boxers and slipped them on after I took the towel off, and then I slipped on a simple white t-shirt and sweatpants. I hid the knife in one of my drawers and got to finally plop back down on my bed. I pulled the covers over me and closed my eyes eventually falling asleep keeping the light on because I was not going to get out of bed again. 

~Time Skip~

Waking up the next morning, I opened my eyes and winced slightly at the bright sunlight coming from the window. I got up from my bed groggy and tired, but kinda awake at the same time. I stretched and walked downstairs to see that nobody was home still so I made myself food. I made some eggs, bacon, and waffles, after I finished I went back upstairs to get dressed. 

I got dark blue jeans on, a black t-shirt, and a dark blue and black plaid button up over the shirt. I just stayed home not feeling like going to school because fuck school. All school is a hell hole, dealing with slits and fuck boys, people who think they are everything, ego inflated dumbasses, and teachers who are complete cock suckers. I went into the living room and turned the tv on, plopping myself on the couch. 

I switched through channels not finding anything really good on so I just kept it on South Park. I watched as Kenny died for like the millionth time and I got bored of it and decided to play a movie, a scary movie. 

I slipped Halloween is the DVD player and went back onto the couch, then played the movie. I watched Michael kill the teenagers and adults without being caught by Doctor Samuel Loomis (I think that's his name not sure). Michael was shot by Samuel six times and I watched the bad effects of the movie as Michael walked over the rail and not tipped over it. I laughed at that and continued watching it. After the movie was done, I watched some other horror movies like Silence of the Lamb, Friday the 13th, Nightmare on Elm Street, The Texas Chainsaw Massacer, Hellraiser, and Psycho.

By the time that I was finished with watching the movies it was already 7:30 p.m. 

'Damn 7:30 already?' I thought and got up from the couch. 'I should probably eat something tho.' Heading to the kitchen, I looked in the fridge and saw a few store bought sandwiches. I grabbed one on the and a soda, then headed to my room to eat and drink. 

In my room, I went to my computer and turned it on. Once it was turned on I wrote my password for it, went onto YouTube, and watched Friday the 13th gameplay and the reactions from the people were hilarious. After eating and finishing my drink, I threw the can and rapper of the sandwich away then walked out of my room, but was surrounded by darkness than light. 

'What the fuck?' I thought and opened my eyes, but my eyes were met with a few famous killers. My eyes shined with excitement. 

"Oh my god your Michael Myers, Jason Voorhees, Doctor Hannibal Lecter, and Norman Bates." I said kinda fangirling, but I didn't mean to show it. They all looked at me kinda weird tho. 

Hannibal was the first one to speak up. "How do you know us young man?" He asked. 

"Well you all came from movies and I think I did too because I wouldn't be here if I wasn't." I said looking at them but we are missing them. Maybe they will come later.