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The others had come up with a plan to kill Ghostface once and for all. They called Rory and I to tell us the plan. The group wanted me to stay out of it since I was already injured, but I wasn't gonna do that. I wanted this fucker dead. Rory and I met the others at the theater and waited for Ghostface to show.

Rory and I were sat in the same creepy hallway as before. Rory kept nervously twisting her necklace around her finger as she stared off into space.

"You don't have to be here"

"Huh?" Rory snapped out of her trance and faced me.

"You don't have to be here," I repeated, "You don't have to be stuck in here with Ghostface"

Rory dropped the necklace and shook her head, "I want to be here"

"Okay" I nodded.

We sat in the silence for a little longer until I got this strange feeling in my stomach. I scanned our surroundings, yet I didn't see a single thing that seemed out of place.

"What?" Rory asked, noticing how uneasy I was.

"Somethings wrong" The minute I spoke, Ghostface jumped out of the shadows and swung his knife at me.

Rory and I scrambled to our feet and ran down the hall. We reached a door and Rory jiggled the handle, it was stuck. Ghostface picked up his pace, the panic within us rising with every step he took. And by the grace of God, Rory managed to get the door open—it led to the bar.

We stumbled into the room right as Chad was about to finish off a second Ghostface. I opened my mouth to warn Chad about the other Ghostface behind us but it was too late. The Ghostface that had been chasing Rory and I sank his knife into Chads side. Both Ghostfaces stood over Chad stabbing him again and again. Blood dripped from his mouth as he looked to me then Tara—who had to be held back by Sam—I knew if I tried to save Chad that would only get me killed, and me dead wouldn't do anyone any good. Rory dragged me over to Sam who was keeping Tara from being a hero.

The four of us ran out the bar and were now back in the main part of the theater where everything sat on display. A Ghostface jumped out from behind the screen, we turned to run the other way but the second Ghostface was directly behind us. We were cornered, we had no where to go. This is how we would die. But thankfully Kirby—a friend of Gales and FBI agent—fired her gun at the killers, causing the two to scramble.

"It's okay!"

"Stay the fuck back!" Sam shouted at the blonde.

"We know it's you, Kirby"

"No! One of them knocked me out!"

"Kirby, stop! Get away from the girls!" Bailey shouted, aiming his gun at Kirby, and Kirby pointing hers at Bailey.

Rory and I glanced at each other, both of us were terrified yet confused by this whole interaction.

Who the fuck was the killer?

"Did you kill Quinn? Did you kill my daughter!"

Kirby stepped off the stage and walked towards us, "Jesus Christ!" Kirby turned to face us, "Whatever he's been saying to you, don't listen to him! He's probably the killer" She told us, "Behind you!" Kirby shouted, trying to warn Bailey about Ghostface.

Bailey took this opportunity to shoot two bullets into Kirby's shoulder.

"Great job, both of you" Bailey said, the two Ghostfaces approached the cop and stood by his side.

Three? This was certainly a first.

Sam looked at Bailey confused, "You?" She questioned.

"Of course it was me!" He answered, "I couldn't have done it alone of course"

The killer to Baileys left removed their mask, his curly brown hair slipping out from under the mask. It was Ethan.

"Ethan?" Rory said, looking at the boy that had been her best friend. She looked horrified, disgusted that she'd even defended him to our friends.

"Mindy was right, it was really easy to Duke the roommate lottery. All I had to do to meet you was roommate with a conceited condescending alpha male literally named Chad!" Ethan laughed, "Fuck, it felt good to kill him!" He shouted, "The best part, my names not Ethan Landry! Isn't that right, dad?"

"Dad?" I asked.

"If you're the killer then that means..." Sam's voice trailed off as she looked to the other killer, "Mindy? Anika?"

The second Ghostface removed their mask to reveal Quinn. "Hey roomies, didn't see that coming, did you?"

"Yeah, you fucking died!"

"I kind of didn't though, it was a good way to get myself off the suspect list" Quinn said, "Stab Gale Weathers, stab Mindy and Anika on the train"

"And I made sure I was first on the scene so could replace her body with a fresh one. A little fake blood, a prosthetic" Bailey smirked, "It's surprising what a grieving father can get away with"

Ethan and Quinn left their fathers side and circled the four of us.

"I got Stu Macher's mask," Quinn held up her mask, "He was my favorite"

"He was a crazy bastard" I muttered.

"He was a mastermind" Quinn corrected.

The four of us slowly backed up as Bailey moved towards us. Ethan placed his mask on Nancy Loomis' manikin and Quinn put hers on Stu's. Bailey reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out who I assumed to be Billy Loomis' mask.

"This was we've been counting down to, Sam" Said Bailey, "I'm gonna need you to put it on"

Sam slapped the mask out of Baileys hand, "Fuck you!" Ethan swung his knife at Sam and sliced her arm.

We spun around so Ethan and Quinn were now directly in front of us, and Bailey was behind us.

Rory stared at Ethan, someone who she once trusted with her life, that same life Ethan threatened to take away. She couldn't believe the dorky boy she called her friend was the same one standing before her. "Why?" Rory spat out.

"Is this because of the rumors online?" Tara questioned.

Sam shook her head, "We didn't commit those murders! Logan and I are innocent! I didn't do anything!"

Bailey scoffed, "We know that, of course we do. What do you think? This is based off some bullshit conspiracy theory? Who do you think started those rumors?"

Quinn raised her hand with a smirk plastered on her face, proud of what she'd done.

"They're still not getting it!" Ethan laughed, looking to his father.

"You're a killer, just like your father" Quinn taunted.

"No I'm not!" Sam snapped.

"Yes you are motherfucker! You killed our brother!" She cried out.

Tara looked at the girl confused, "You said your brother died in a car accident"

Suddenly everything started making sense. Quinn and Ethan were Richies siblings, Bailey was their father. They wanted revenge. "You're Richies family"

Ethan pointed his knife at me, a smile growing on his face, "I always knew you were smart, Logan"

The Carpenter sisters shared a glance before throwing the brick they had been gripping tightly at Ethan and Quinn.

"Run!" Tara shouted.

Rory, Sam, Tara, and I made a run for the ladder that led up to the balcony.

Bailey shot his gun at random, probably not expecting to hit anybody, but the bullet flew straight through my shoulder and knocked me off the ladder. I fell on my back and stayed on the floor rolling around in pain.

Ethan stood over me, grinning from ear to ear, "I'm gonna gut you, you bitch"

"Fuck you!"

Ethan bent down and flashed the knife in my face before shoving it in my side. The knife twisted inside of me before he pulled it out. Ethan grabbed a chunk of my hair and sat me up a bit, proceeding to then sink the blade in my stomach and sliding it across. I screamed out in pain, losing any all common sense in that moment. Instead of trying to fight back my hand flew over my stomach, and my hand was covered in blood in a matter of seconds. Ethan stood and smiled down at me, proud of what he'd done.

I laid there on the cold concrete floor, feeling the same old burning sensation I had felt a year ago. My t-shirt was soaked with blood, and now so was my hand. I looked to my left and saw Tara dangling from the ledge, Ethan right under her swinging his knife around. The worst part of it all is that I knew I was dead, I wasn't gonna get lucky this time. There was no saving me. I didn't want my last memories to be watching my friends die. I faced away from them and towards the screen. The face of Richies younger self was up on the big screen.

All this just for him?

There was a sudden gunshot, followed by a loud crash a few seconds later, then nothing. I turned back to my friends. I couldn't see a face but I knew it was Ethan that laid on the floor motionless. Tara held a knife in her hand and I pieced it together. As for Bailey, his body was surrounded by glass beside his sons dead body—he'd been shot in the head.

Sam and Rory made their way down the ladder. Tara dropped the knife and bolted towards me.

"Oh, god.. Logan"

"Logan!" Rory kneeled down beside me and caressed my face as tears fell from her eyes and down onto the floor. "Hey, you're- you're okay, you're gonna be okay"

I shook my head at the girl, "No, I'm not getting lucky this time, Rory"

"Don't- don't say that"

I smiled up at Rory and brushed her cheek with my bloody hand, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry I couldn't stay longer"

"Logan" Her voice broke, "I- I love you, please don't go" Rory tucked a strand of hair behind my ear. "We have a date Friday night, remember? You can't die. Please..."

After Woodsboro, all I ever wanted was to be with Wes again. But now all I wanted was to stay with Rory for a little while longer.

Rory wiped the dirt and tears off my face with her thumb. She bent down and pressed her lips to mine. Her salty tears ran down her cheeks and onto my lips. I didn't want this to be our last kiss, I wanted to kiss her and be with her for the rest of my life. I just didn't expect my life to be cut so short by Richies psychotic family.

I lifted my hand up to her cheek, our faces just inches apart. "I love you, Rory" I whispered. My hand fell onto the cold floor—everything went dark.

People say you only ever have one great love in your life. My one great love was Rory.

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this is the end of 'I Should Hate You' !!! thank you to everyone who read this book. I do have another book planned for Scream 7 where Rory is now the main character so keep an eye out for that
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