Your Number's Up (Scream)

BONUS ONE SHOT: One More Chance

Highly recommend playing the song. Also, prepare for some angst!

Sidney and Sarah were exhausted after the whole ordeal with Mickey. Hell, the girls had been up since yesterday with little to no sleep. The girls were later escorted back to the dorms, where they could relax and get some much needed sleep while police stood outside the door so they wouldn't be bothered.

"Hey." Sidney says, "You think you'll be alright? You can stay with me if you want."

Sarah shakes her head. "I appreciate the offer, but not right now. I'd feel more comfortable by myself for a while."

Sidney nods in understanding before disappearing into her room. Sarah then entered her room, locking the door behind her. Thankfully, she was alone, as her roommate was elsewhere. She wanted to be alone, as the events of the previous day caught back up to her.

She didn't want to think about it as she looked at herself in the full body mirror that hung on the back of the door. Her jeans were dirty, hair a mess, makeup smudged, and her shirt had small rips while also having spots on it that were mixes of blood, dirt, and sweat. Her locket was the only thing that seemed untouched. She touched it lightly before moving to sit on the bed. She was tempted to lie down and try to relax, but she couldn't.

"I know I should, but I don't want to." She says to herself, "That would mean everything that happened was real. Please don't let it be real. It can't be real." As much as she tried to deny it, she knew it was true. Everything did happen. People were dead because of Mickey and her psychotic mother. From people she never met like Maureen and Phil, to friends like Cici and Hallie.

Then there was Randy. Sarah's best guy friend and boyfriend, taken by her mother. She still couldn't stop blaming herself for what happened to him. She knew it was probably just survivor's guilt, but she just couldn't reason with the intrusive thoughts this time.

"You might not blame me, but I do. Blame myself." She says, "Surely, there was something I could have done. Maybe I could have stayed with you, and I would have been able to save you. There had to be something I could do. If I just had one more chance. You'd still be here. I don't know what to do." She paused for a moment, before slowly lying down.

"I still don't want to believe it. That you're gone. That the next time I go to class, I won't see you. I don't want to believe any of it. I'm just waiting for all of this to not be real. That I'll see you tomorrow, and you'll tell me that it was just another bad dream. That nothing like that would happen. Oh, who am I kidding? You probably can't even hear me, and I'm just talking to myself." With a frustrated sigh, Sarah turned so she was facing the wall.

"I just miss him so much already. I loved him." She adds quietly.

Sarah may have thought she was alone, but she really wasn't. Unknown to her, the ghost of Randy was in the room with her. He had watched as her and Sidney faced against Mickey and Debbie, and stayed by her side. He also heard everything she had just said.

"I don't blame you. You didn't do anything wrong. Even if you could've done something, I wouldn't want you to risk getting yourself killed over me. Please don't blame yourself. I'm not going anywhere unless you want me to. I'm not leaving my Final Girl behind."

He sits down next to her, but she doesn't notice anything.

"I love you, too. And I'll wait as long as I have to for you."