Chapter thirteen,

my personal pity party

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    "SHE'S GETTING BOLD," Jasmine had bluntly called out in the car with Sydney in the passenger side and Gale in the back, sitting in the middle, as not too long ago she received an invitation from Amber to attend the memorial she made for Wes, "Inviting me to some party, and knowing that I know." She gripped into the steering wheel.

Sydney who questioned, "Why is she doing this?" Confusion was just written all over her own face.

Jasmine who shrugged her shoulders not even herself knowing why this bitch was doing this shit, "I don't know, but all I know is that I'm going to kill her in the worst possibly way." She revealed.

Gale who nodded her head, "One way or another, she's going to die tonight!" She spoke seriously, she was heartbroken from the death of Dewey Riley.

Sydney who agreed, "Yeah. She and whoever is helping her achieve this." She had spoken in all honesty.

Gale couldn't help but let out a sigh of regret that was just surrounding her very own facial features, "If I hadn't written that book about your mother, none of this would've happened." She felt a sense of guilt.

Sydney who's eyes softened, "Gale."

Gale who continued speaking and keeping her stance, that this was partially her fault also in the slashing and deaths, "I started all of this." She retorted.

Jasmine frowned, she knew her Aunt didn't start this all she did was write the books, yes it wasn't a good thing, but it's not her to blame. If she doesn't write the books, it's clearly obvious that someone else would, and would have it all wrong.

Sydney who had furrowed her own eyebrows, and was simply being brutally honest, "No, you didn't. Roman Bridger started this — " It was then that Minnie had finished the statement, "He manipulated Billy Loomis alongside Stu Macher, and them ultimately beginning this by the death of Maureen Prescott, framing Cotton Weary, and then leading the two fuckheads to begin this stupid shit. Fuck, Hank Loomis and Maureen Prescott. No offense." She given her Aunt a cheeky smile.

Sydney who basically nodded her head, and responding, "None taken. But, Minnie is right about this shit, Roman instigated this shit, and it lead to all of this and we're gonna end it. . ." She had turned around to glance at Gale, "After tonight no more books, no more movies, no more fucking Ghostface." She glanced her eyes between the two girls.

Jasmine nodded her own head, "I don't need no more fucking stabs in my fucking skin, it's so fucking hard at times to love myself because when I see them— I just remember my mom, and the betrayal from Charlie and Jill. . ." She wiped her own tears, "But someone, he, Chad had made me see myself in a different light, but I still don't want any other stabs." Her voice gently cracked.

Their eyes had softened, "It won't happen, again. This ends tonight, Minnie." Gale had placed her hand onto her shoulder, all while Sydney placed her hand onto her arm, and just giving it a light squeeze.

Jasmine was busy stuck in her head, that she just now realized that two nights ago when she slept with Chad it wasn't sex, he had spent his entire time making her feel beautiful, and just loving her.

   She really misses him.

   She just wants him back, and an opportunity to tell him that she loves him because she does, she loves him so fucking much.

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CHAD WHO WAS IN HIS CHAIR eyes just glancing at the television until his phone had rang, he pulled out his phone and noticed that Minnie was calling, a smile on his face had appeared, he clicked answered, "I didn't think you'd ever call me, again. . . I miss you." Chad had spoke to the phone, his voice was so low it sounded like it was about to crack.

Mindy and Liv raised their eyebrows.

Then realized it was Jasmine calling him.

   Jasmine who spoke into the phone, "Can you come outside, I want to see you. . ." She lowly said to him, "I'd come inside, but I'm still upset at your sister, and I don't want to see her still. Please?" Chad had closed his eyes and nodded his head.

   He had exhaled his breath, "Ok. I'll meet you over there, I'll see you in a bit." A smile was now forming on his face, that they can now fix their relationship.

He was getting up until Mindy spoke, "Ugh. Don't do it. Don't go outside, it's probably not even her." She given her brother a stare.

Chad who spoke, "It is her."

It's what he liked to believe.

Liv began to pull out her phone, and sending Jasmine a text just for reassurance that it's her outside and not the killer, but it looked like her friend wasn't going to reply.

Mindy who had scrunched up her own face at the ridiculous, "Oh. . . because she called you, it's probably some stupid voice changer to get you alone then stab, stab, stab." She had remarked.

Chad who was simply putting his jacket on, eying his sister in pure irritation, "Jesus, Mindy. That's my ex-girlfriend who I still love very much, and want to fix my relationship with her." He retorted.

Mindy who rolled her eyes, "Exactly your ex-girlfriend who called you stupid." She mocked him.

Chad who had clenched his jaw, "You're just gonna sit here and watch a movie about our Uncle getting stabbed?" He pointed his hand to the screen, "It calms me down, okay? I'm also gonna smoke some weed and possibly hook up with Frances." She smiled.

Liv who got up, "That's my cue."

She wasn't going to be sitting next to people who are simply making out, so she just decided to leave before she gets lazy to get up.

Chad who sighed, "Have fun."

Mindy who just scoffed, "Oh my God, at least take some sort of weapon." She groaned at his simple stupidity.

Chad grabbed a lamp stick, "Happy?"

She given him a quick thumbs up, as he slowly walked out of the house, just holding onto the lamp stick.

His eyes roamed outside, stepping farther away from people.

His phone had quickly buzzed, "Huh?" He noticed that Jasmine accepted his FindMyFam request, he clicked to share location, the phone beeping as he walked more deeper, "Minnie?" His eyes stared at the bushes.

He was getting nervous.

The beeping continued.

Chad slowly speaking, again, "Minnie?" He slowly walked further, the house getting a bit more further with his phone just beeping, "All right. Okay, yeah, no. Fuck you, Minnie!" He was done with her games.

He's endured enough of her harsh words since two days, and now she stood him up. He was pissed, and felt used by her.

He immediately turned around, and was met with Ghostface who had quickly stabbed him, several times, yelling out in pain and punching the figure away from him as they had fell, and attempting to run away, falling down to the ground.

He managed to stood up only to hear a familiar voice, "So sorry, I'm late." It was her voice, and he couldn't help, but hide behind the shed, groaning in pain and holding in any sobs from his mouth attempting to escape.

She really did use him, she was the one who's beneath the mask, and the killings 'cause he heard her voice, and now he was hiding just to fucking survive. But, he was also in denial as this can't be her.

Right?

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    JASMINE WAS EXHAUSTED FROM THE DRIVE, "They stopped." Sydney sighed, all while Jasmine and Gale quickly glanced at her.

   Jasmine who furrowed her eyebrows, "Where?" She questioned.

   Gale who questioned as well, "Gas station?"

   Sydney who stumbled with her own words, "No. I— Oh shit." She exhaled, and showing her phone to Jasmine and Gale.

   Jasmine who spoken first, "She lives in Stu Macher's home. . ." Hee face had visibly paled along with Gale who spoken, "Fucking little shit." She retorted.

   Sydney who had immediately pulled out her phone, as it ringed for a couple seconds, and Sam finally answering, "You need to get out of that house right now." She sternly told her.

   Sam who hesitantly answered, "How do you know where I am?" She slowly asked.

   Sydney who ignored the question, and told her straight up, "You're in Stu Macher's house, where your dad and Stu killed everyone." She sternly told Sam, "Someone planned to get you there. You need to get the fuck out, Sam!" She told her.

   Jasmine began to speed up, all while Sam hung up on the phone, and leaving all three women to get there as quickly as possible.

   Jasmine's phone rang, again, "Can one of you answer that and put it on speaker?" She calmly told them, Liv has been calling her none stop, and it was making her nervous.

   Gale clicked answered, and putting it on speaker, "Jasmine, where are you?" Her voice was laced with worry.

   Jasmine who had spoken to her friend, her eyebrows furrowed I'm confusion, "I'm in the car with Sydney Prescott and Gale Weathers. Why?" She question her.

   Liv felt herself visibly pale at what she just heard, "What — But, Chad just went outside to meet you. . . Jasmine you called him not too long ago." She had cautiously told her.

   Jasmine paled, "I haven't spoken with him since that incident at Wes's home, Liv what's going on?" She felt herself getting nervous, and her heart dropping.

   Sydney and Gale made eye contact.

   This isn't good.

   He — No, she stayed away from him to keep him safe, he can't be in danger. Right? No, he can't be.

   Liv who just stumbled with her own words, afraid to say anything that can make her friend fall apart, "I think someone used your voice to lure him outside, Jas. He's been missing for twenty minutes." She had just about gently told her.

   Jasmine felt her entire world spinning, "Oh my God." Tears were already appearing on her face, "I have to — Goodbye, Liv." She quickly hung up the phone, and quickly stepped on it to get over there faster.

   Sydney who reassured her, "It's gonna be okay, he's going to be okay." She attempted to calm her down.

   Jasmine shook her own head, tears just trickling down her very own eyes, "How do you know that? I've already lost Dewey. . ." Her voice had cracked, "I can't lose Chad, I need to tell him that I love him." She let out a strained sob.

   She was harshly gripping onto the steering wheel, her teeth were gritting because now she was pissed. She was so fucking angry at Amber Freeman. If she see's any marks on Chad, it's over for her completely.

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𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞, hope you liked
chapter thirteen.

Ahhhh — She's going to confess her love to him, but he's now afraid that she's GF.

I can't wait to fix their relationship
already, I miss them. 🥹🥹