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"Your parents won't be home for a while, right?" I reached into my front pocket and pulled out a joint.

"They won't be home anytime soon" Amber moved my hair from my neck and planted kisses all along my neck.

I tossed my head back and let out a soft moan. "Amber"

"Like I said, it's just you and me" A smirk was plastered on Ambers face, her hand slowly making its way up my thigh.

. . .

Amber and I laid in bed passing the joint that had been in my pocket back and forth.

"Think your dad will let you stay the night?" Asked Amber as she stuck the joint between her lips.

"He's never let me have a sleepover, I don't think he's gonna let me spend the night at my girlfriends big ass house" I replied. "Plus, I kind of promised Wes I'd help him study"

Amber frowned, "Bummer"

"I better get going, Wes is gonna kill me if I don't show" I took one last hit of the joint before passing it to Amber and getting dressed. I kissed Amber goodbye and headed out the door.

. . .

I slammed the notecards on the floor. "Wes you can not be this stupid!"

"I told you I need help!" He laughed.

I buried my face in my hands and sighed, "I can't believe you're in honors pre calc with me"

Wes got up and pulled out a deck of cards from his nightstand drawer. "Wanna play Uno? We could both use a break, plus I would love to avoid you punching me in the throat"

I chuckled and Wes tossed me the cards so I could shuffle them.

. . .

"Dad! I'm home!" I took off my shoes and hung my jacket on the coat rack.

"Perfect! Dinners ready!" My dad shouted from the kitchen.

"Mm, smells good" I said as I walked into the kitchen. "What are we having?"

"Chicken tikka masala" He set two plates down at the table and took a seat. "Got the recipe from our neighbor"

I sat across from my dad and scooped up some chicken and rice with the naan bread. "Holy shit, this is amazing!"

"So, I um, I need to tell you something" My dad clasped his hands and had a serious look plastered on his face. "Someone broke into Tara's house and..." My heart sank. I didn't want to imagine a life without her, or any of my friends. "She's alive but someone tried to kill her"

I was quiet for a minute before I spoke, "Do they know who did it?" My dad shook his head.

. . .

"He wants me to accept his Find My Fam request" Said Liv.

"It's the smartest option with a would-be killer on the loose" Chad told his girlfriend. "You know exactly where I am, and I know exactly where you are"

"Aw, so you can stalk me like a jealous boyfriend?" Liv teased.

"Right! And you can stalk me like a jealous boyfriend"

Amber fake gagged at the couple. "Is this because you two aren't having sex yet?"

"You actually bring up a very good point. Not that I want to sound like the stereotypical jock trying to get into his girlfriends pants, but- "

Liv cut Chad off, "Great!"

"Don't do it, Liv, there's a psycho out there" Wes reminded his friend. "You make yourself harder to find. Delete social media, tape over your phone camera, disable GPS"

"Yes, thank you very much Edward Snowden" Chad laughed. "Actually, your mother just interrogated me about Tara's attempted murder which was very fun"

Wes glanced over at his mom and smiled. "I'm sure she's asking everybody, I mean, Ghostface is back"

I turned my head away from the group and focused on the cops who kept pulling students away from their friends to ask them questions about Tara's attempted murder.

"Logan, Logan!" Amber shook me a little and I tuned back into the conversation, I hadn't even noticed Wes' mom standing in front of me.

"Logan, can I talk to you?" I glanced back at Amber and she gave me small smile. I nodded and walked off with Mrs. Hicks. "So, where were you last night during the attack?"

"Uh, I was at my- " I stopped myself before I could say girlfriend. "Ambers house, we were studying"

"For the whole night?" Mrs. Hicks sounded almost sure I was guilty of something.

"I went home to eat dinner with my dad and I stayed home the rest of the night" I twisted the ring on my ring finger out of nervousness. I wasn't good at talking to cops.

"You nervous?" Mrs. Hicks motioned at my hands.

I shoved my hands in my pockets. "Uh, yeah, I get nervous around cops"

She nodded and mentally took a note of that. "Okay, well if you have any information come straight to the station"

Mrs. Hicks walked back over to her partner and I went to go sit with my friends. "I hate your mom, Wes" I sat myself on the bench between Ambers legs and laid my head on her knee.

"What happened?" Amber ran her fingers through my hair.

"She thinks I'm the psycho that went after Tara" I told my friends. "Does she really think I'm my uncle?"

"The masked killer could be anyone, which is why we should arm up" Said Wes. "Pepper spray? Check. Taser? Check"

"Girlfriend repellent? Check" Amber teased him. The others laughed and I let out a soft chuckle.

"Oh shit," Liv sighed. "is that Vince?"

"Wait, that creep you hooked up with last summer?" Chad asked his girlfriend.

"Yeah, he worked with me and Tara" Liv replied.

Amber looked back at Liv, "He worked with Tara?"

"And he's been stalking my instagram the last couple weeks, posting the creepiest shit"

Mindy took a photo of the guy and quickly turned away.

"Probably time to introduce him to Hobbs and Shaw" Chad flexed his muscles at Vince - my cousin the others didn't know about -

Liv placed a hand on his biceps and leaned in a bit. "Maybe not the best idea to incite violence right in front of the sheriff. Looks like he's leaving" Liv squeezed Chads bicep. "Thanks anyways, boys"

"Hm, Tara says she fought back hard, you've got bruises" Amber nodded at the bruises on Chads arms.

Chad perched his arms on top of the table. "It's from football practice"

"Tara's awake" We all turned our heads towards Wes. "She just texted. I'm going to the hospital, you guys coming?"

"Yeah"

"Oh, uh, I can't, but I'll meet you guys there" Chad kissed Liv before heading off with us.

. . .

"So what is she like? The sister" Liv asked.

"Sam? Oh, Sam is so cool!"

"You only say that because she let you wear Pokémon onesies to bed for a year" Mindy stuck the pool cue between her fingers and hit a ball.

"You're such a dork, Chad" I shook my head and laughed at the boy.

"No, trust me, Sam is not cool" Amber huffed. "Her dad left her mom, right? Walks right out when Tara's 8, Sam's 13, Sam started acting out, getting in trouble with the cops. And then, on Sam's 18th birthday, she leaves, ghosts them all. Maybe Sam's changed, I just don't wanna see Tara hurt again"

"So what? You're protecting Tara from her own sister now?" Wes asked.

"Well someone has to"

I placed a hand on Ambers shoulder and gave her a short massage. "Okay, that's enough Sam talk. Just shut up and play pool" Amber turned her head around and kissed me.

"Yo, Liv, want a real drink?" We all groaned and rolled our eyes when we saw it was Vince. "Or are you happy sitting at the kids table?"

"Fuck off, Vince. Leave her alone" I snarled.

"Stay out of this Logan!" I hopped off the edge of the pool table and walked up to Vince. "What are you gonna do?" He chuckled slightly, "I'm stronger than you are, and bigger"

My cousin pulled out a switchblade and held it at his side. "Are you gonna stab me? In front of all these people? You've never really been the smartest, huh?" Vince scoffed and pushed me aside.

"Hey don't you fucking touch her!" Chad shouted at Vince.

Chad and Vince were now face to face. "Or what?" Vince opened his switchblade and the two got scarily close.

"Hey! Get out of here or I'm calling the cops!" The bartender leaned over the counter yelling at the two.

"Go!"

Vince turned and started out the door. "I'll see you soon, sweetheart"

"Hey, man, fuck you!" Chad shouted at Vince as he left.

"You kids too, let's go!"

. . .

"Emmy, that you?" My father called out.

"Yeah, it's me dad!" I answered quickly.

I found my dad on the couch watching Halloween Town. I curled up next to my dad and wrapped my arms around him. "Woah, what's this for?"

"Can't I just hug my dad?" Truth is I was fucking terrified the fact that Ghostface was back. I didn't know if I was next or my dad was. The thought of me or my dad dying scared the living shit out of me. He was the only family I had left —if you don't count my aunt Leslie and Vince that is.