Zoey Prescott and The Ghostface

Chapter 22

I ran over to Billy's side, feeling tears fall down my checks.
"Your gunna be okay Billy, your gunna be okay!" I say with a trembling voice.
"As I looked into Billy's glassy eyes, I looked down to see his lips moving slightly.
I put my ear close to Billy's mouth, trying to hear what he was saying.
"Run," Billy said quietly, "get out."
"No, not without you," I whispered to Billy as I stared into his dark eyes.
"Okay, that's enough of that," Randy said as he pulled me to my feet.
"Please don't let him die," I pleaded.
"Of course he'll die," Randy said, "but not before he watches you die."
As I heard Randy say this, all I felt was anger. I look up into Randy's eyes, and punch him in the face as hard as I can. After I punch him, I run over to the counter and grab the gun Randy put down to get Billy out of the closet.
"Your turn to die," I say as I point the gun at Randy's chest.