Chapter seven,

she doesn't want to be a villain

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NAOMI HAD FELT UNEASY THIS ENTIRE MORNING, simply awakening to a hysterical phone call from Mindy, that the two Carpenter sisters were attacked, it made her heart entire drop alongside her boyfriends. She despised this, so much. Lying to him, she knew that they were going to get attacked. Especially, now the two were heading towards the benches at the front of their college.

   She felt guilty.

   Guilty for knowing all of this and also more, she's just as bad as her entire fucking family is. She's a fucking villain, and her boyfriend isn't, he's dating a fucking liar.

   Chad noticed her frantic expression since they're ultimate arrive towards here, "You okay?" Her facial expression, he couldn't detect it but it was laced with worrisome and a hint of something else that he couldn't detect.

   Naomi shook her own thoughts away and attempting to offer him a smile to hide all of her emotions, "Yeah, it's just all of this — This is all new to me, and it terrifies me. . ." She had swallowed her own saliva, "I'm fucking scared to die, especially this way." Her voice cracked, and tilting her own head upwards, so her tears don't trickle down her cheeks.

   Naomi didn't want to end up dead like this, though she knew that — that if she fucks up her dads plans, he'll murder her, five bullets in the head. That terrified her. There was no way out of this, except her second plan. Suicide, though she didn't want to fucking leave her boyfriend, both made plans together, specifically future plans together.

   Chad had stood in front of her, and placing his hands on her face cheeks, "I'm so sorry for putting you in the middle of this, Angel. . ." He felt guilty for putting her in this mess, he can't lose her, "And, you're not going to die, okay? I won't let any of them touch you." He reassured her, also reassuring himself.

   She had sniffled, "I know, I know." She placed a soft kiss on his lips before speaking once, again to him, "Chad, meeting you will always be the best part of my fucked up life, that I'll cherish it until my very last breath." She had genuinely smiled at him, and simply admiring his features.

Chad hadn't realized this was a way of her saying goodbye beforehand, especially when it comes down to the reveal, "God, I can just kiss you, right now. I'm so damn lucky to have you here with me, Naomi. I'm forever grateful for meeting you at that record shop." He grinned, leaning his head down and pulling her into a kiss.

   She smiled into the kiss before they had pulled away from each other, and both were laughing as they had ran towards the benches, and were waiting for the rest of the friends, she had her legs placed on his lap and just laying her body on the entire bench, and closing her eyes that within twenty minutes, the friend group had began to arrive, and quickly sitting herself up but not removing her legs from her boyfriends lap.

   The chatter within the very own friend group had began to vanish after Mindy exhaled her breath, speaking, "Okay, nerds. Listen up." She clasped her own hands together as she had continued with her own speech, "As terrifying as all this is, I'm actually glad I get a chance to redeem myself for not calling the killers last time." She slightly huffed in annoyance.

   Chad mumbling a quiet, "Yup."

   Mindy ignoring her brothers interruption, speaking back up, "But, it's fine." She bitterly commented before continuing on, "The way I see it someone's out to make a sequel to the requel." She deadpanned.

   Anika had cautiously raised her own hand, and titling her head in confusion, "Uhm, what's a requel?" She confusingly asked her girlfriend.

   Mindy smiled at her, "You're beautiful, sweetie but let's hold questions till the end." She reminded her girlfriend who had let out a warm smile.

   Sam had slowly began, "Stab One took place in Woodsboro. Stab Two took place in College." She breathed out, eyebrows furrowing at all of this information.

   Tara quickly speaking out, eyes not leaving Mindy's figure, "Do we think the killer is trying to copy the movies?" She retorted.

Naomi had remained silent — Her father was attempting to casually recreate what Nancy Loomis had began, and also with the help of Mickey Altieri. She had done her own research on Roman Bridger, and dug deeper. Also, she had remember how Richie Kirsch, he was so obsessed with this shit, he always had piles of this shit — Especially, piles and piles of paper that simply held information of, Billy Loomis and Sydney Prescott.

Naomi couldn't help, but remain lost in her head, a idea had struck. . . what if she — She had to backtrack, she'd never get her hands to reach Sydney Prescott, so she'd never get the outcome she wants. She'll have to live with her consequences on what her father is forcing her to do.

   Her head was fucking spinning with her own thoughts, so she had focused back to what Mindy was casually speaking on about, "Rule one. . . everything is bigger than last time bigger budget, bigger cast, bigger body count. Longer chases, shootouts, beheadings —" She kept describing, all while she was suddenly interrupted.

   Chad had a extreme shock expression on what his sister had revealed, "Beheadings?"Naomi lightly giggled at his expression, all while Mindy had nodded her own head at her brothers comment, he dropped his head back down to his lap, and simply continuing writing information.

   Mindy carried on with her statement, "Rule number two. . ." All while Naomi immediately got distracted when her boyfriend groaned in annoyance, that her sister was continuing with all of this, "Don't be an ass." Naomi leaned into his ear, as it sent shivers down his spine. He had given her an innocent smile, as she had playfully rolled her eyes at his antics.

   She focused her attention back to Mindy, "Rule number Three. . . no one's safe." She had ultimately declared, "Legacy characters can die as well usually in some cheap bit for nostalgia. It's not looking good for Kirby or Gale." Mindy had rambled out.

   Naomi raised her hand, "Isn't Gale Weathers friends with Sydney Prescott?" Tilting her head in confusion. All while, she was waiting for her to respond, though her attention went towards Samantha Carpenter.

   "Yes."

   Naomi had bit onto her bottom lip quite anxiously — Perhaps, maybe her plan can possibly work, though she'd have to find a way to get her hands on Gale Weathers phone.

It had remained an awkward silent after Naomi's question, as Mindy ultimately carried on with her monologue, "Oh, and this isn't even the worst part —" She had slowly began as Chad interrupted his twin sisters monologue, "Oh, This is the part where she tells us the worst part." He had easily pointed out.

"The worst part is. . . Franchises are just continuing episodic elements designed to boost an IP —" She had mildly paused in her sentence before she had continued, "Which means main characters are completely expandable now, that means it's not just the friend group. . . any of us can go at any time. Especially Sam and Tara."

   It was awfully silent until Ethan spoke up.

   "Wait a minute — Any of us?"

   "Yeah. . ." Mindy retorted.

   It was then that Ethan had easily stumbled out with his own words, "Does that — Am I in the friend group? Am I like one of the targets?" Retorted.

   "Mhm. . ."

   Swallowing down his saliva, "Am I gonna die a virgin?" Everyone turned their heads towards him, and giving him a weird look.

Naomi couldn't help, but had simply roll her own eyes. He was a damn fucking liar, he wasn't even a virgin. She had remembered his ex-girlfriend, she given him a restraining order because he had developed an obsession with her, and was stalking her.

   Mindy who had interrupted the awkward silence, "That was a weird overshare, but it brings us to our first suspects." She slowly began and walking towards him with a smile on her face, "Ethan. The shy and dorky guy who no one suspects because he so shy and dorky." She pointed out.

   "Okay — wait? Why am I on the suspect list?" He had a look of confusion written all over his face, "Cause I'm randomly Chads roommate?" He confusingly said.

   Mindy speaking loudly, "Roommate lotteries can be juked. You could've fixed it to be next to us." She easily pointed out.

   Ethan scoffed.

   Mindy who just walked towards Quinn a smile creeping up her face, "Quinn. . . the slutty roommate, the horror movie classic." She had kissed her finger tips, airing out her kiss.

   "Sex positive, but thank you." Tilting her head, confusingly.

   "Mhm. . . How'd you come to live with Sam and Tara? And, Naomi hadn't?" She had eyed the redhead up and down. Arms crossed.

   "By answering their online ad online, and Naomi wanted to live on her own, so that beats to me," She slowly said, head turning towards Sam who had nodded.

   "Okay, say no more. You already implicated yourself enough." She had quickly called out not speaking on Naomi, yet.

   "It was an anonymous ad, Mindy." Tara had reminded, and giving Mindy a stern look, "Plus Naomi and Quinn's dad is a cop." She pointed out.

Mindy shook her head at how Tara was thinking so fucking irrationally, "And that makes it more likely that she's the killer because having a cop dad is great coverage!" She informed quickly, "Do you not know how all these movies work, Tara?" Mindy scowled at her friend.

Quinn who just eyed Samantha, "Is she always like this?" A worried look on her face.

Sam just nodded her head.

Mindy had just stood in the middle eyes glancing at Anika and Naomi a smile was just plastered on her face, "And, finally Anika and Naomi." She blew a kiss out at Anika before focusing her attention to the two girls, "Never trust the love interest." She quickly said.

The smile on Anika and Naomi's vanished, but more so on Naomi's, "Really Mindy?" Chad had scoffed at his sister.

Mindy had slowly began, speaking, "How'd you come to live on your own?" She placed her hands on her hips, eying Naomi, "Why not live with Quinn?" She raised her eyebrow.

Naomi mumbling out, furrowing her eyebrows since she felt on the spot, "I wanted to live on my own, what is that bad now?" She let out an awkward chuckle, "So, what I didn't want to live with my sister? I Wanted my own space." She given her a stern look.

Mindy had narrowed her eyes, "You really know how to pick your girlfriends, Chad." A distaste had left her lips, Naomi began to feel
insecure, especially with what Mindy had had mumbled out, "You could've had Tara." A bitter taste leaving her lips.

Chad despised what his sister suddenly said, especially when he noticed the discomfort on his girlfriends face, and the way her eyes were already getting glossy, and simply fighting back her tears, "So, not fucking cool, Mindy. I love my girlfriend, and you know this. Naomi, is my person." He had suddenly revealed, Naomi had instantly looked at him, a warm smile appeared on her face, she felt happy despite what Mindy said.

Engulfing him in a hug, he loves her.

And, she loves him.

Sam had attempted to ease the tension, "Okay, so we have our rules, and we have our suspects." She glanced at the three new faces in the group, a genuine smile on her face that was directed at Naomi.

Ethan stumbling out, "Wait – Wait, what about you guys?" Ethan pointed his finger at the four survivors.

Mindy speaking up to the question, "I mean. . . I think we can say it's pretty safe to rule us out the four of us who went through it last year in Woodsboro." She argued back.

Chad nodding his head, "Agreed."

   Quinn argued back at the statement that was made, "Uhm. Not agreed, what if the trauma you all went through 'caused one or more of you to snap." Her eyes were just focusing on Samantha.

   Naomi bit her tongue.

Ethan who had just added more into the statement from Quinn's, "Yeah, or the things you got from the killings made you thirsty for more. . ." He informed before continuing, "I mean let's be honest some of the theories about Sam are—" He had flinched when he had heard someone yell at him.

"Don't you fucking dare!" Tara snarled.

   Ethan had thrown his hands up in complete surrender only for Anika to speak up, "Okay, she's right though. I mean face facts if we're all suspects, you're all suspects." She pointed out.

   It had simply remained silent until the friend-group had slowly began to pack their things up to leave, and making plans to meet later tonight, all while Naomi was just simply holding onto her boyfriends hand, as it was a comforting a silence between the two, "I love you too, so much." She smiled fondly at him.

   Chad smiled happily, he pulled her into an immediate kiss, both smiling into the kiss as they pulled apart, "So, how about that coffee date today? It's been awhile. . ." A voice had interrupted them two before Naomi can even respond, Quinn.

   Quinn falsely laughed at what she had interrupted, a tight smile on her lips that Chad didn't determine unlike Naomi had, "Did you forget we're meeting our dad today? Come on, Naomi." She had lightly gripped onto her very own sisters arm, and just dragging her away before the grip on her arm had tightened even more.

   Chad had instantly noticed the distress look on his girlfriends face, 'cause what was up with the two sisters, and his girlfriend who's always uncomfortable around her. He wanted to get to to the damn bottom of this, but he somehow had hardly any information.

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𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞, hope you liked
chapter seven.

Mindy, hating Naomi like
she despised Liv? Part two.🤳

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apartment scene - 👀👀