Chapter six,

billy loomis' daughter, dirty secret

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Rule #1 : Don't go to your ex-boyfriend,
it's weird!

   There was simply one word that she can possibly describe this entire situation that was going on, awkward. Awkward at the fact that her ex boyfriend called her over to his house, of course it wasn't just herself going, so she shouldn't really be making assumptions, but she still had found it strangely odd.

Her footsteps reached the top of the porch, walking towards the door, gently holding her daughter in her arms, all while she had stretched her arm out to ring the doorbell of her ex boyfriends house. All while, scrambling herself to stand a bit back, she was so nervous for whoever would open the door.

   She slightly jumped when the door was opening, eyes widening when it was Martha Meeks, the mother of the twins, Chad's mom. She felt herself begin to panic, but suddenly froze when Martha hugged her, carefully before she pulled away from the hug.

   "Come in, come in." She rushed Amaya in and closing her door carefully, "How have you been?" She greeted her kindly, Amaya found it simply strange. I mean — she knew how happy the twins mother always is, but how is she being so kind to her after knowing that she basically broke her kids heart.

   "I've been good," Amaya mumbled, it was a complete lie. Life has been really unfair to her for the past year, the incident and the lie she had made, "Actually not really. . ." She had slowly confessed, and catching Martha off guard.

   Martha glanced at the girl worriedly, as they were currently sitting in the couch, Paloma in Amaya's arms still, "What's wrong, sweetie?" She had eyed her worriedly, her mothers intuition were kicking in, and a part of her had felt that something occurred to Amaya, and her behavior is demonstrating signs of something sinister, and she was just afraid to say anything.

   Amaya glanced around both sides of the door's, and making sure that none of the twins were around when she would say this, "I just — It's I want to tell him the actual truth, but I can't spit it out." She felt her eyes beginning to get teary.

   Maratha was completely lost within Amaya's statement, "Tell who what, Amaya did something happen to you?" She questioned her sounding extremely concerned about her son's ex-girlfriend, "Did someone hurt you?" She added to her previous question.

Amaya slowly exhaled her breath about to tell her, "I think, I was — " Footsteps were heard approaching that ultimately made her pause, twisting her head to look at who had arrived to the living room.

"Was I interrupting something?" Chad questioned them hesitantly as he had taken a quick shower not too long ago after hanging up the call with Amaya, as he dressed himself rather quickly when he had heard his mother speaking to someone.

Martha remained silent, as Amaya quickly spoke up, "Uh, no. You didn't." She called out, head twisting to look back at Martha, eyes were practically pleading her to not reveal their little conversation.

Martha quickly shook her head before excusing herself from the room, just as Mindy appeared behind her brother with her phone in hand, shoving it inside her pocket and before the conversation can get anymore awkward, the sound of the doorbell ringing was heard.

"They're here!" Mindy cheered.

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Rule #2 : Not all daughters who have
serial killer parents, are killers

   Amaya was sat between Wes, and of course Chad had to squeeze himself on the other side, it was quite awkward, and why she slowly scooted herself closer to Wes. All while, she can feel the eyes of Chad throwing daggers at Wes, but she simply ignored it, crossing her fingers for Sam to finally arrive, and explain whatever she needed to explain.

   Mindy had finally entered the room with Samantha and Richie — Amaya's eyes had ultimately widened when she also seen her godfather behind the two, "You said to bring everybody, so here we are." Mindy simply said. 

   Sam nodded her head in appreciation stepping forward, "I asked Mindy to call everybody here, because. . . there's something I have to tell you all. . ." She slowly exhaled and inhaled her breath before speaking up, and leaving everyone already intrigued into what she has to say to everyone, "I'm the daughter of, Billy Loomis."

"No fucking way." Amaya felt her mouth drop, eyes widening at the sudden confession from Samantha, one that she and almost everyone in the room was not clearly expecting to hear.

Though, Mindy had quickly scrambled grabbing the control for the television, and turning it on, fast forwarding to get to a picture of Billy Loomis, and ultimately leaving it on the television as Samantha revealed that news, "I found out when I was thirteen, I uhm. . . I went through my mothers diary that I had found in the attic, and that's where I read about some guy she loved — It turned out to be Billy Loomis." Samantha had quickly ranted, it's reasoning into why she ran away. The shock of learning that, and ultimate fear of turning like her father. She couldn't live here.

Chad had became the first one to continue on the conversation, "So you're saying that you're the daughter of Billy Loomis, and, what, that one of us is the killer?" He had basically rambled the speech that Sam said, pointing his finger at all his friends, eyebrows furrowed in confusion not quite understanding this, as everyone glanced at him.

Sam nodded her head, "The killer told me, he knew my secret." Samantha had quickly confessed. I mean the killer knew that she was the daughter of Billy Loomis which is strangely odd, 'cause who'd have access of these diary's? Someone who's entered her moms home could've easily snooped, just to lure her back to Woodsboro.

    Amaya had tensed up from hearing Sam's statement, but she wasn't the only one who felt her demeanor change. Chad had raised his eyebrow staring at her worriedly, and slightly leaning towards her, and whispering in her ear, "Are you okay?" He asked her quietly, Amaya who turned her head to look at him, only for her breath to slightly hitch when she noticed their face's were slightly close.

She nodded her head quietly responding back to him, "Yeah, yeah." Absolutely not was she okay, but she didn't want to be a burden to him. All while, Dewey noticed the interaction between the two, and a smile quickly appearing on his face that they were interacting. Just as Amaya had quickly turned her head away from Chad, arms were securely holding onto her daughter in her lap, and slightly zoning out and hearing the exact same voice from last night, echoing in her head, and replaying what he had said on the phone before he attacked her.

'I just want to know what your insides
look like, Amaya seeing as I already had
a sneak peak last year.'

   What the fuck does that even fucking mean? A sneak peak of last year? She had so, many unanswered questions from one stupid phone call she received — Well, a stupid phone call that left her arms in stitches and white bandages.

   Chad who had been back in the conversation had yelled out, "But then why immediately go and murder some douche-nozzle that was stalking Amaya's friend," Chad had said this in pure frustration, he kept the part out where this Vince dude began to say inappropriate remarks about Amaya last night. It was what had ticked him off last night, he was quite glad Amaya chose not to go, especially with a perv like Vince.

   Amaya had about finished zoning out, nodding her head, "Agreed." Amaya said, as Chad turned his head to look at her in pure shock that she agreed with him, eyes glancing to her lap, and noticing Paloma was staring at him with a smile appearing on her face. Chad couldn't help it, but let a small smile appear on his face.

   Wes quickly intervened, "And why does it have to be one of us?" He argued before going deeper in his statement, "What about deputy Dewey here? Maybe he's the killer. No offense." He raised his eyebrow, glancing at Dewey who had his hands also crossed together.

   Dewey nodded his head accepting this assumption, "None taken, but what's my motive?" He questioned Wes to prove the kids point, leaning forward with his hands still crossed together.

   Wes continued, "You got stabbed a billion times, got dumbed by your famous wife and crawled into a bottle. I think it's safe to say you're on the suspect list." He argued back.

   "Damn." Amaya simply said, her Godfather is not the serial killer that's for certain, but this might've been a ultimate slap on the face to be ultimately reminded about being dumped.

   Dewey had leant forward playing a uno reverse card on Wes, "Well, maybe you're the killer." He retorted, "Because that cut deep." His voice broke, as he leaned back on the sofa.

   Just as the room slightly remained quiet, Amber spoke up for the first time, "That douche-nozzle is connected." She pointed out, hands staring at her cellphone, and looking back at everyone in the room, "I googled him. His mom is Leslie Macher." She glanced at everyone who remained confused.

   Except for Dewey and Amaya who spoke up out the blue, "Who's also Stu Macher's sister." She breathed out, zoning out quite a bit. She only knows of Stu Macher considering her dad was also friends with Billy and Stu years ago, and her fathers old high-school yearbook.

   Wes somehow questioned, "Who's Stu Macher?" He was confused.

   Dewey leaned forward, sighing, "He's Billy Loomi's accomplice. A really loony tune." He slightly twirled his finger.

   Sam had let this information sink into her head, "Okay, Okay. So the first three attacks are all on people related to the originals killers." She assumed just as Mindy slowly jumped in her chair in slight shock.

   "Oh, my god. He's making a requel!"

   Sam was confused by that, "A what?"

   Mindy continued, "Or, like a legacyquel. Fans are torn the terminology." She slightly sat up from her chair.

   Chad who was annoyed by whatever nonsense Mindy was saying interrupted her, "Please speak English." He begged his twin sister, all while Amaya suppressed her smile remembering how many times they'd argue.

   "Remember the Stab movie that came out last year?" Everyone nodded their head, as Mindy continued, "The point is, the hardcore Stab fans hated it. You go on fourchan and Dreadit, all they're talking about is how Stab eight pissed on their childhoods." She ranted before continuing some more, "How they crammed in social commentary just to elevate it. How the main character's a Mary Sue." She pointed out.

   Richie who looked confused questioned that, "What's a Mary Sue?" He questioned.

   Wes who quickly spoke up, "You really don't want to know."

   Amber who had her arms separated, and sitting alone in a chair questioned this, "What's wrong with elevated horror?" She basically felt like scoffing, "I mean, Jordan Peele fucking rules." She gave a wtf face.

   Mindy who nodded her head with a smile plastered on her face, "Uh, obviously, but that's not Stab." She argued back, "Real Stab movies are meta slasher whodunits, full stop." She retorted.

   Sam who tilted her head, slightly rolling her eyes, "Come on. It's just a movie." She argued.

   Mindy who had her eyebrows furrowed continued, "No it's not. To some people, the original is their favorite thing in the world." She argued, "The movie that made them love horror. That Mom or Dad showed them when they were ten that bonded them together." She expressed excitedly, "And God help anyone who slightly fucks with that special memory. Who makes a movie they think disrespects it." She glanced around the room, as she spoke that.

   Everyone simply remained silent just as Mindy finally stood up to continue speaking, "It sounds like our killer is writing his own version of Stab eight, but Is doing a requel. See, you can't just reboot a franchise from scratch anymore. The fans won't stand for it. But you can't just do a straight, sequel, either. You got to build something new. But not too new, or the Internet goes bug-fucking nuts. It's got to be part of an ongoing story line, even if the story shouldn't have been ongoing in the first place. New main characters, yes, but supported by and related to legacy characters not quite a reboot, not quite a sequel. Cause somehow it always goes back to the original!"

   Sam who was simply staring at Mindy from her speech decided to speak up, "Are you telling me that I'm caught in the middle of fan-fucking fiction?" She expressed in complete annoyance.

   Mindy who slowly put the movie down glanced at Sam, "Not just the middle, Sam. You're the star." Mindy sat in front of her.

   Sam who exhaled her breath not knowing how to respond to that, as Wes decided to question Mindy this, "So according to requel rules, who's next?" He questioned.

   Mindy who slowly stood up, spoke, "Going by the pattern, whoever it is has to be connected to someone that came before." Her legs were crossed with her arms stretched out and crossed

   Dewey who felt the room began to speak up awkwardly, "I'm starting to regret coming here." He confessed, as Amaya nodded her head agreeing.

   Wes who's eyes widened, "Jesus, my mom was a character in one of them." He pointed out.

   Mindy who rolled her eyes, "No one cares about the shitty inferior sequels, Wes. You're safe." She pointed out before speaking, "With Randy as our uncle, though, you and I are probably screwed." She turned her head to simply look at her brother.

"- Wait, What?"

Amaya who had hesitantly spoken up, "Okay, but why did I even get attacked last night?" She questioned, biting her bottom lip anxiously, eyes simply remaining at at Mindy.

"Wait what?" Dewey sounded confused, but yet cringed at himself. He was too busy processing at the fact that he was faced with Billy Loomis's daughter, and was also on the phone with Sidney, that he accidentally forgot to pick up his Goddaughter up.

Mindy slightly tilted her head before speaking up, "Mmm, well. Your Godmother is Gale Weathers, Dewey your Godfather, and that just leaves, Sydney Prescott who's almost like an Aunt." She pointed out, "So it makes you an easy target." It also make Paloma an easy target as well, but she bit her tongue on that.

Amaya who had given her Godfather a worried look, he simply reassured her that everything would be fine, all while Chad began to get extremely nervous. He couldn't let Amaya get attack by Ghostface, again.

Sam's boyfriend who finally decided to speak up and leading everyone back on track of the conversation before it was so suddenly side-tracked, "Or you're the killer, and this whole elaborate monologue is just to cover your tracks." He simply eyed Mindy, weirdly.

Mindy scoffed in amusement speaking up, "I think it's pretty clear who the killer is at this point." She expressed, eyes already staring at Samantha.

Sam who looked at Mindy, confusingly questioned, "Who?"

"You."

"What?"

Mindy who continued, "It makes perfect requel sense." She defended with Chad agreeing with his sister, "That actually does make sense. " he pointed out.

Wes who also agreed, "Yeah."

Sam had glanced at Dewey who only shrugged his shoulders awkwardly before she looked at Amaya who had given her an apologetic smile. Amaya wasn't one to accuse of anyone of anything until proven guilty, it was why she didn't agree with their statements, and simply chose to remain silent.

Sam who had gotten upset from the accusations had stood up, "Fuck this!" She walked out the room in complete anger, and with Richie who froze for a bit before quickly standing up, and chasing right after her.

"What the fuck is wrong with you, Mindy?"

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Rule #3 : don't spill any secrets

     "Does Dewey know that you're here?" Amaya questioned Gale, as she was using the bathroom in the Meeks household.

   Gale who let out a nervous laugh, "God, no. Don't tell him, I'm sure I'll see him around here." She lightly confessed. She was ready to tell him off on why does he decide to message her of such importance instead of calling her.

   Amaya smiled softly, "I won't, but I have to go. . . see you later?" She sounded almost questionable.

   "See you later kid."

   Amaya hung up the phone shoving it quickly inside her jean pocket, and opening the bathroom door only to be met by Mindy who's arms were complete crossed, glare on her face, "Uh, yes?" Amaya questioned her sounding confused on why Mindy was waiting for her.

   "I know your secret." She confessed, a slight smirk appearing on her face when she noticed how Amaya's eyes widened.

"What secret?" She fired back. God, if Mindy knows what occurred to her, it's over for her. She couldn't have Mindy telling Chad the truth, especially cause it's not something she should be telling him.

   Mindy simply acted dumb, "Oh, I don't know. Probably that your baby is also my brothers." She confessed, "I mean, come on. The baby looks like a mixture of Him and you." She had immediately pointed out, whispering that to Amaya not wanting anyone to hear about this conversation. Everything about the baby, and how she slightly resembles her brother, it was pretty fucking obvious.

   Amaya basically scoffed at this, "Paloma isn't Chad's if that's what you're accusing me of, Mindy. If Paloma was Chad's, I would've told him from the beginning about it." Except Paloma wasn't his cause she was assaulted a year ago, but despite her head being extremely foggy of that night, she remembers being assaulted.

   "Right 'cause you cheated." She acted dumb, "I forgot, but thanks for the reminder." She had given Amaya a sarcastic smile.

"Screw you, Mindy!" Amaya breathed out, bumping shoulders with her purposely, and heading back to the kitchen to where she had seen Martha and Chad who was holding onto her daughter, a panic slowly set in as their eyes slowly drifted towards her.

Martha who decided to speak up, "I'm making pasta, you want to have lunch with us?" She questioned Amaya, all while Amaya quickly shook her head. It was a kind offer, but no. She didn't want to hear Mindy at all, so she simply grabbed her baby from Chad's arms already in a rush to leave.

"No, no. I don't want to be a burden, and I just need a breather." She honestly confessed, "Thanks for the invite though, but I should really get going." She smiled fondly at Martha already leaving the kitchen. She didn't feel quite welcomed here cause of Mindy, but despite already leaving the house, Chad of course had followed right behind her.

That just as she opened the door Chad suddenly spoke up to her, "I accidentally overheard your conversation with my mom, I didn't really mean to do so." He simply heard parts of it, and how she's hiding a truth from him, but he doesn't know exactly what, or what that even means.

   "What did you hear?"

   "You want to tell me the truth, but you can't spit whatever you want to say to me," He had said, already scratching the back of his neck awkwardly, "Maya, is there something that you're hiding from me?" He had hesitantly asked her.

Amaya who licked her dried lips, shook her head, "No! I have nothing to hide." Lie, a huge fucking lie.

  Chad who had clenched his jaw in pure frustration, spoke up, "Bullshit! Whatever your hiding has me believing you didn't cheat, and you lied to me!" He blurted out, slightly raising his voice, but not being that loud, "I– I'm sorry." He quickly apologized for yelling.

Amaya wanted to tell him right now, but she couldn't. She wasn't ready for him to look at her with disgust. So, she had said quite the opposite thing, again.

"Believe all you want, Chad." Amaya simply glared back at him, "You'll only get your hope's up for absolutely nothing." She retorted back, simply opening up the front door, and walking away from his house, leaving him to stand alone beside his door. With unanswered questions.

   Some secrets are already known.

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𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞, I hate this chapter. I feel like when there's things going canon it sucks to write, but the next few are slight AU and not too much canon.

Getting closer to the truth, I really need y'all to pay attention her conversations with Ghostface 🫢

Might not Kill Dani off maybe will. Idk depends on what my fingers type.