SCREAM: Mother of All Secrets

Chapter 11

The clock is running down the last few minutes four the teens at Phoebe's house. All of them have been silent since Tasha left. Phoebe and Gilbert have stopped strangely staring at each other. Kat has been singing Taylor Swift songs in her head. And Marina has been checking the time on her phone every other minute.

"If Erik doesn't call at exactly six o'clock, I'm hot-wiring your car and I'm going to crash it into the side of that condemned church." Marina says.

The other three laugh.

"What's funny?" Marina rhetorically asks and the others become silent. "I'm serious."

Someone at the front door starts knocking loudly. Phoebe rises from the couch and rushes to the door. She opens the door and the person on the other side pushes through.

"Where is he?" Sheriff Porcher asks.

"It's nice to see you, too, Sheriff." Phoebe says as she close the door. "Where is who?"

"Erik? Where is he?"

"He left about an hour ago to run some errands." Phoebe replies. "He won't ve back for a while."

"Cut the crap!" Jakob exclaims. "I know he's out there risking his life. Now, where is he?"

"He's out running..." Phoebe says.

"Look! Serena Adessi was brought into the ER and she was attacked by the killer. And I have reason to believe that Erik was with her. Now, tell me the truth. Where is he?"

"He went to the church." Phoebe replies.

"Why?" the Sheriff asks.

"Because he thought that Mrs. Robertson is being held inside it." Phoebe answers.

"And you're still here while that idiot is in danger?!"

"He said he was going to call in an hour and say that he was okay." Phoebe says. Phoebe's phone starts ringing in her pocket. She reaches for it and pulls it out. She reads the name on the screensaver. "Speaking of the devil." Phoebe walks away and answers it. "Erik, are you okay?"

"Oh, I'm okay, but I'm not Erik."

Phoebe's heart stops. "Where's Erik?" Phoebe asks with slight panic in her tone.

"You know exactly where he is." the killer says. "So, and you better save him before someone dies!" The line ends.

Phoebe turns and faces the Sheriff. "That was the killer. You need to get to the church, now."

Jakob bolts out the door and rushes for his car. When he closes his door, he grabs the radio. "This is Sheriff Porcher, I need all units at the abandoned church on Turner Lane! And bring explosives."

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Erik can't speak. He can't even utter a sound from his mouth. He is trying to process what was just revealed to him, but he can't even fathom what he just heard.

"What?" Erik finally manages to say something.

"I think that you're my son." Mrs. Robertson repeats.

"How is that even possible?" Erik asks. "Have you spoken to my mother about this?"

"So, you knew that you were adopted?" Mrs. Robertson redirects the topic.

"Only for a few days." Erik replies. "But have you ever has a conversation with her about this?"

"No." Mrs. Robertson answers.

"Then how can you be sure?"

"Because I didn't have to. I just know. You have the same eyes as that baby and you look just like me."