Chapter seventeen,

you've all ruined me, it ends tonight

Tw: Mention of Rape. Incest.
Forced Abortion.

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NAOMI WAS FRIGHTENED she had remained hidden in the farthest corner of the stage, she especially had to hold on in her sobs when she seen Kirby Reeds getting attack, she desperately wanted to help the older woman, but she couldn't expose herself.

The mask that she was simply wearing had began to make her feel sweaty, "What's going on in there, Naomi?" Mark Kincaid questioned the girl through the earpiece.

Naomi quietly spoke, "Quinn or Ethan, I don't know but one of them has knocked Kirby Reeds out." She revealed to them.

Sydney Prescott who just listened in was almost shock — She had known that after the attack in two thousand eleven from Jill Roberts that Kirby Reeds disappeared, and she was just barely learning about the girl that she joined the FBI.

   Mark attempted to reassure the girl that witnessed that entire scene, "Breath, Naomi. If they had knocked her out it's because your still needs her to make it seem that he's protecting the Carpenter girls." He given her a reasonable response, considering when Wayne Bailey had called Naomi, it seemed that he was attempting to make it seem that it's Kirby Reeds.

   Naomi had nodded her own head at the obvious information, exhaling her very own breath before she gotten frightened when the sound of doors opening, but she immediately relaxed hearing two familiar voices, Sam and Tara.

   She had no good view into what could possibly be going on down there, especially considering she was hidden in the farthest corner of the stage, though her eyes widened when she began to hear the commotion, but it was damn difficult to hear considering she was quite far.

A figure appeared beside her, "We're in the endgame now, Naomi. . ." He had clicked his tongue onto his teeth, "Do you still have that bulletproof vest on?" He raised his eyebrow at her.

She nodded her head.

Roman grinned, "You're not going to be listening to dearest Mark on not killing them, you're going to kill your Dad and siblings." He had reminded the girl.

Naomi bit the inside of her cheek, quietly speaking, "Not before I tell them all on what Richie did, again but this time tell them all the shit he ruined for me, and made me endure since a little girl." Her jaw clenched, he ruined so much for her and she'll never get anything back.

The sound of shots were heard, that easily made her flinch, but furthermore had sneaked out of that corner, and had quickly pulled out her cellphone, her dad was simply about to just receive a very much phone call from her before his death alongside her siblings.

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   NAOMI LET OUT A HUMOROUS LISTENING INTO her dads idiotic rambling. The nerve of him to even say that shit, as if her brother didn't ruin her life alongside her own father and siblings.

   So, she had dialed her father, a couple declines until he answered, she immediately turned the voice on, she allowed him to speak into the phone first.

   "Where the hell are you?" He snarled in frustration, "You've better of been silencing that boyfriend of yours, or don't think that I won't, Naomi." He had suddenly revealed the fourth persons name.

   She overheard from the phone, "Naomi?" Tara's panicked voice spoke, "What did you do to Chad!?" She snarled in anger.

   She was damn angry to even know that their friend had betrayed them, and the fact that Chad went after her despite her messaging him to not even follow her, and join them for the train. She wanted him with her.

   Naomi's full on attention was simply towards her father and siblings, "It's time we've had a family discussion. . ." She snarled into the phone, "Time you've come to terms with me, and down to memory lane." She had tutted.

Annoyance was simply laced in her voice alongside with her own anger. It was time that she gets her justice, and will make all of them in here pay.

Detective Bailey's jaw simply clenched at his daughters stupidity, "Knock it off, Naomi. You turn this voice off, and show yourself." He was simply glancing around the shrine in hopes to see his daughter.

It was then a figure appeared, "As you wish, daddy." She stood up on the stage beside all the cloaks, a hardened look on her face when she had removed Roman Bridgers mask, "Is this better for you, bastard?" She sarcastically asked him.

Quinn's eye began twitching in hatred of looking at her own sister, "Don't you fucking be talking to him like that, Naomi." She pointed the knife towards her sister despite her who wasn't closed by.

The Carpenter sisters remained silent, witnessing the entire commotion of the family.

Tara attempted to speak, voice cracking despite also attempting to be furious and not wanting to breakdown, "Where is Chad?"

Naomi ignored her.

She had began walking down the stage, a taunting smile on her face, "I'm not sure if it's the mask that had given me this power. . ." She clicked her tongue on her teeth, "Or, just so damn humorous witnessing watching you dick ride our dad the same way that you all did with our brother, Richie Kirsch." She gripped onto her knife, that she had hidden behind her back.

Sam froze, "What did you say?"

Ethan who had spoken quite angrily, "You heard her bitch, our brother." He had pointed the knife towards her.

Tara's face paled, "You all did this for him?"

   Detective Bailey who harshly spoken to the Carpenter sisters, "Yes, you've all taken him from us, Samantha. You didn't think that we wouldn't avenge him?" He snapped.

The three had nodded their head, all while Naomi clenched her jaw, "I didn't —" Everyone glanced at her, while two held confusion stares three clenched their jaw, especially when she began to speak, "Unlike you three, I'm grateful for what she did, he was a fucking pedophile!" She snarled.

   Sam blinked her eyes, "What do you mean pedophile?" She had swallowed down her own saliva.

   Quinn and Ethan glared, "Don't stare."

   Naomi began speaking to all of them in the room, "You didn't know that your ex-boyfriend liked fucking his little sister?" She attempted to hold in her tears, "Do you know who that little girl was?" She questioned them.

   Silence was delivered in the room.

   Naomi had lightly chuckled with a sob escaping her very own lips, "I was that little girl since the age of four until eighteen." She wiped her tears, "He stolen everything from me, but when I learnt that Samantha Carpenter killed him, I had a damn fucking blast. She got rid of my monster." She screamed.

   Detective Bailey had began giving his daughter a angry look, "Enough with your delusions, Naomi. Your brother had never sexually abused you, it's all in your head." He harshly pointed his finger on the side of his own forehead.

Naomi had practically scoffed at this idiotic response, "I'm not a damn liar —" She clenched her jaw before she continued, "Do you have any idea what I've endured!? What he taken from me?" She yelled at him giving him venomous questions.

He remained silent, ". . ."

"Answer me!?" She screamed.

The Carpenter sisters were attempting to escape only for Ethan and Quinn to run after them, and only to suddenly hear the sound of four people arguing and fighting.

Detective Bailey had glanced back at his daughter after having to witnessing his kids getting a head-start with the Carpenters, he had rolled his eyes sarcastically speaking to his daughter, "No. I don't know, Naomi, so why don't you humor me on your delusional head." He given her a tight lip smile.

   She given him the worst death stare in existence, "I will never forget what I fucking endured at the age of thirteen. . ." She began to speak, her entire body was trembling, "I was thirteen, dad. What the fuck was I doing in an abortion clinic with Richie!? She snapped only to receive silence from him, "Aborting his kid because if I carried on with that pregnancy, he would've gotten caught, or your son could've twisted the words, and rambling on how I'd go on sneaking in boys." She clasped her hands together, but there was no amusement in her voice at all.

   She'll always remember that day — The morning sickness only to then have her brother barge into her room, and gripping her entire arm tightly, and instantly forcing her to pee on this pregnancy stick.

   "I don't have time for your foolish games, Naomi. Pee on the fucking stick." He screamed at her face, that made the little girl tremble in fear.

   "I don't want to — Richie, please." She didn't want to go on pulling her underwear down in front of him only to then receive a large smack on the cheek from him.

   "Right now, Naomi." He sneered.

Detective Bailey was in simple denial of what he was hearing by Naomi, he does admits into witnessing his son sexually abusing Naomi that one time in the woods, but remained quiet. He was just experimenting, and Richie promised to not do that, again. It was just a one incident so he harshly spoke to her, "You're a liar just like your mother was, and look where that got her, she's a corpse now." He remarked.

Naomi didn't know what had suddenly cruised into her entire body, but she snapped at him, "Just like you will be, right now." She growled in anger, running towards her dad in hatred.

Mark yelling to her through the earpiece, but she was ignoring him, "Naomi, don't."

Roman appeared beside her, a proud smile on his face, "Naomi, do it."

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𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞, hope you
liked chapter seventeen.

I'm splitting this in two.
Bailey, is going to confess while
being murdered.

Naomi getting hurt too!?? 🥲👀