Chapter twenty five,

hello, goodbye, detective bailey

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Detective Baileys ears were ringing after falling from the second floor. His eyes were simply glancing around the area, and slowly sitting himself upwards until he had ultimately stood up from the ground.

Groaning in pain.

Twisting and turning his entire body around in search for the three girls, yet there were no traces left of the girls here except for himself in the shrine.

His biggest concern was were Samantha Carpenter and Amaya Delgado were at, as both girls deserved to be punished.

One a 'liar', and the other a 'killer'.

   Gun in his hand, and steady walking himself towards the stage into which he had ultimately felt his phone ringing. Letting out a frustrated groan, he had pulled out his cellphone, and to see who was calling him.

   Amaya Delgado and Samantha Carpenter.

   A three way call.

  Detective Bailey ultimately pressed answer, slowly bringing his phone into his very own ear to listen, "Hello, Detective Bailey, I've got one question for you. . ." He stiffened his jaw 'cause they were using the voice changer, and simply not knowing what fucked up game they were playing.

   Detective Bailey who had just happened to simply snarl, "Oh, yeah. What's that?" He had whispered back harshly, footsteps reaching the top of the stage, as he was talking on the phone with them, or at least one of them.

  "What's your favorite scary movie?"

   Detective Bailey who had just let out a deepened chuckle, slowly creeping in and checking past the curtains in hopes that they weren't there yet, "Favorite scary movie?"

   The voice had gotten much more serious than it was before, "I'm asking because you're in one now, you're in our movie!" Her voice suddenly raised.

   Detective Bailey who ultimately took his gun, shooting the mannequins in the head before he had noticed something. . . Billy Loomis and Jill Roberts black robes who were the only ones missing from the mannequins, "Oh, I've seen you put on your true fate, your birth right. And, Amaya following in your Aunt Jill's footsteps Poetic that you're both going to die in it!" He quickly snarled at them.

"This is what you've wanted us to do since the very beginning , wasn't it Detective Bailey?"

Both figures who had passed by the curtains, Detective Bailey who wasn't facing the front, but the mannequins had lightly flinched when he had seen the area slightly darkened, and that ultimately making him shoot two different mannequins.

Snarling at them, "Now you know the truth, huh? Murders in your blood!" Detective Bailey slowly turning himself around, and gripping the gun in his hand, "Murders in your blood, Amaya and the tendency of being a compulsive liar as well, Amaya. Learnt this behavior from your very own 'Aunt Jill Roberts, so you two stop fucking around and show yourselves!" He yelled at them in frustration.

"Be careful what you wish for!"

Groaning in simple frustration at the two, "I'm a fucking police officer! How do you think this is going to go, Sam or Amaya! Who do you think they're going to believe?" He snarled at them.

The sound of the flames from the very film that Richie had made can be heard, a vibrant orange and yellow demonstrating the flames.

Both figures who had simply approached on either side of the curtains, "Probably the ones that are still alive, and once they learn that I was a victim of your pussy of a son, it really won't take them that long to figure out who had orchestrated this entire bloodshed, Detective Bailey. . . a family of three who had went rogue, massacring a bunch of innocent people for their rapist of a son!"

   Amaya and Samantha who already had appeared by the curtains, and watching his tantrum. Bailey who was simply yelling at his phone in frustration from the phone call with Amaya, and ultimately throwing his cellphone onto the ground and ultimately shattering it out of compulsive.

   The two who had ultimately entered past the curtains, his eyes had ultimately widened, turning his entire body when he had seen them on either side of him.

   The two simply stabbing him back and forth, watching the way he was begging for his own life, and screaming no. Yet, it didn't make them stop from continuing stabbing him 'cause he had done far more damage to them, and it felt good watching him plead for his life.

   The two ultimately pausing, removing the stupid masks off of their faces so Detective Bailey can see them, as they held a disgusted look towards Bailey who was holding onto his neck where blood was coming out from.

   Samantha who raised the knife once, again only to pause when she had heard Tara simply appearing who was just glancing at the two, oddly. Figuring out what had brought them to even be wearing this shit.

"Buzzkill, you were doing very good!"

Amaya who simply rolled her eyes had so much adrenaline kicking inside of her that she just wanted to see Bailey choke up on his own blood, as Samantha easily spoke, "My father was a murderer. . . no matter what you think. I'm better than that." Samantha breathed out, eyes glancing between Tara and Amaya.

Detective Bailey who was choking up on his blood nodded his head at the girls who stood in front of him, "Thank you." Appreciated that they would spare his life, yet he didn't have no family left. Dead kids.

Amaya simply noticed that Samantha was about to finish him off, but instantly made her pause any sudden movements, "Where's my daughter, 'cause I know she isn't fucking dead! Where is Paloma, she's the only one I have left to remind me of my boyfriend that your shitty kids murdered!" She had spat at Detective Bailey in pure venom.

Detective Bailey who had simply wheezed, and blood spitting out of his very own mouth, eyes glancing tiredly at Amaya, "She has been wandering around the streets since we've arrived here. . . chances are someone could've easily snatched her up right now." He let out a bitter chuckle, yet a groan escaped his lips.

Clenching her fucking fist at this information, "Fuck you, dipshit!" She spat at him, eyes glancing back at Samantha who had ultimately nodded her head as she had ultimately eyed Bailey, again, "You fucked with our family, so. . ." Samantha had ultimately shoved the knife into his eyeball back away, as Amaya finished it off

Amaya's eyes darkened at Bailey, "Dying like the fucking pussy you are!" Amaya had snarled, kicking him in the face before pulling out her gun.

Three bullets in the head.

All three ultimately sighing in pure relief when they watched his lifeless body showing no more movement.

"Nice. . ." Tara commented.

"Thanks!" Samantha and Amaya had both answered at the same time, "You both okay?" Samantha questioned them.

Tara and Amaya who shook their heads, "No. . ." A soft smile playing on their faces after the events.

God, she needed to find Paloma after all of this, 'cause she couldn't do it anymore. She was the only one she had left to remind her of her boyfriend.

Pulling off the black robes that they had put on, and following both sisters out of the stage, and ultimately sitting by the stairs, and sighing tiredly and overwhelmed.

It remained silent just for a bit, a comforting silence.

Tara who had suddenly broken the silence between them, "Thank you. . . for letting me go." Eyes glancing at her sister in gratefulness.

Samantha who placed her hand on her head, "I knew you could take care of yourself. . ." She had smiled warmly at her sister, eyes glancing upwards to look at Amaya, "And, I'm so sorry for mentioning Dewey to you earlier, Maya. It wasn't my place to mention him, and we're both going to help you find Paloma. Day and night, 'cause we're a family!" She had smiled at Amaya.

"Thank you. . ." Amaya softly whispered back to Samantha, tears that were simply rolling down her very own eyes. Just as Samantha had looked back at her sister, "And, I wanna be in your life, but only as much as you want me to be." She told Tara truthfully.

Tara who smiled widely, "I want you to be, we're gonna need so much therapy after all this. I'm serious!" All three had chuckled before it had suddenly went silent until Tara spoke again, "We're gonna get through this, together." She told them, eyes glancing at the two in hope for a new start after all this.

"Cause we're a family." Amaya added.

It was then that a scream was suddenly heard that had made them flinch at the noise, it was Ethan who was coming straight towards them with the knife raised, but suddenly a tv was thrown at him, and knocking him down.

Mouths widened that made them turn their heads, Kirby. It had made Amaya simply get up from the steps, and heading straight to Kirby, and just helping her stay steady, "Saw that in a scary movie once." Kirby had panted out, a smile plastered on her face.

The sound of keys jiggling had captured the carpenter sisters, but what had ultimately captured Amayas attention was the sound of a toddler crying.

Paloma.

Twisting her entire head, she noticed Paloma in Danny's arms, tears already welling up in her eyes, "Go." Kirby had softly whispered to Amaya. Simply, twisting her own head to look at Samantha who had also nodded her head, a smile plastered on her face.

Gently letting go of Kirby, she slowly began running towards her daughter, and taking her from Danny's arms, "Oh, my baby!" Amaya had softly whispered, arms wrapping around her daughter protectively, and gently placing kisses on the top of her head, "Where'd you find her?" Eyes briefly glancing at Danny before looking back at her daughter.

"Found her in the alleyway, crying–" He had softly answered her. He didn't really know how Paloma landed in the alleyway.

Amaya had felt herself tearing up already, and having him to pause, "Please don't finish whatever you're going to say, Danny, thank you for finding her." She had smiled warmly at him before stepping away with her daughter in her arms, and needing some peace with her daughter.

"Where's papa?"

Was the only thing that they could all hear before Amaya had vanished with Paloma, and leaving the Carpenter sisters with Danny.

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    Amaya who had been holding Paloma in her arms, and just stood beside Kirby after she had gotten her shoulder patched up, and smiling softly at Kirby who spoke, "You ever need me, call me." She softly smiled at Amaya before glancing at the three girls, "We're all part of the same fucked up family now, and legacy doesn't always have to be a bad thing. Okay?" She told them.

   All of this was making Amaya emotional.

   A sob escaped her lips.

   Capturing Kirby's attention, "Hey, what's wrong little A?" Worried written all over her face.

   Amaya who couldn't stop sobbing until she had ultimately inhaled and exhaled her own breath before speaking to Kirby, "It's just that Chad. . . I don't know what I'm going to do now, or how I'll tell Paloma that her dad isn't going to come home." She shakily confessed.

   How will she continue life?

   Though the sound of a paramedic who was speaking loudly, "Hey, we got another one here!" Waving his hand around, and capturing not only the other paramedics attention, but Amaya.

   The Carpenter sister who's eyes widened, as Amaya who had quickly headed over there with a sleeping Paloma who was in her arms, and the Carpenter sisters right behind her.

   "You're alive, you're not dead!" Amaya breathed out, a sob slowly escaping her own mouth 'cause she was fucking terrified, "Look who's here!" Eyes glancing at their daughter that made him smile with tears sliding down his eyes.

   He was so fucking terrified that he was going to die, and they wouldn't find Paloma, but he had survived and Paloma was here.

   Sam who questioned Chad in shock, "How are you alive?" She had shakily asked him, a sense of relief written all over her face.

   Chad who slowly raised his hand, and showing five fingers.

   Tara who had smiled glancing at her sister that they all survived, "Core fucking five!" She said excitedly.

   The sound of Mindy's voice could be heard, as she was almost panting, "Oh my god, are you guys okay?" Slowly approaching them with panic written all over her face, "I know who the killer is it's Ethan and Bailey!" She alerted them.

   "And, Quinn!" Sam revealed.

   A laugh slowly escaping Amayas lips from Mindy's rambling, and exaggeration.

    Amaya who had stood right beside Chad,  simply watching Mindy's reaction of shock at the other discovery, "And, Quinn? Fuck! Did I miss the monologue, again!?" She retorted.

   It was then that the paramedics were pushing the bed that Chad was simply laying in towards the paramedics vehicle, Amaya who had simply walked towards Mindy who's eyes widened, "Let's go, Mindy, we can talk in the vehicle!" She had retorted.

   "Holy shit, you found my niece!" Mindy breathed out, both girls sitting on the bench of the vehicle, "Kudos to us surviving another massacre." Mindy breathed out, and laying her head softly on Amaya's shoulder.

   "Let this be the very last one," Amaya had breathed out, "I just wanna spend a peaceful life with you all, and simply just grow old with Chad, and no interruptions!" She told Mindy.

   It was peaceful between the two of them until Mindy had softly whispered, "A peaceful life, and giving Paloma siblings!"

   A playful wack in the back of the head was earned.

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𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞, hope you liked this chapter.

Thinking about ending it here, or maybe the possible next one with just an AU and it ending happy? Idk if you'd want that.

If you're looking for any other Chad Books, I have to other ones that will soon be started after this one! They are kids of previous GF, but the dad isn't Billy! Love him, but he's overrated, and it's pretty obvious if it were to be him!