09 | ʙɪᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴇɴᴅ
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Warning(s): blood, guns, stalking
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"Hi there, pretty thing." Ethan. there was no way — was that actually him? why. why did he lie to you...?

"Ah, you're so different from them. that's why I like you. that's why I've always liked you." Ethan said, a crazed smile appearing on his lips.

"I-I don't get it. you- no.." You trailed off in disbelief, so this whole time — you were looking the wrong way.

"Ah, Ah. Shh, love. I finally got you where I want you." Ethan said with a smirk, you couldn't say anything. All words were caught in your throat.

You just want to figure out why did he he lie to you? maybe cause you would've told the police? yeah definitely.

"It seems you've got my notes, huh? I've been watching you, since day one sweetheart. night after night, day after day." Ethan said, "No." you said in reply.

"But yes, I have. that's how I know your entire routine, my love. you don't want to admit it, but I'm going to. I know every single fucking thing about you and that's why I feel as though I've accomplished something." Ethan explained.

"NO." You yelled.

"YES." Ethan yelled back, you flinched in fear and agony, you covered your face to try and hide your tears.

"My pretty, pretty thing." Ethan said, then turned to Tara and Sam with a glare.

"Mindy was right. It was easy to duke roommate lottery. I mean, all I had to do to meet you? was..." (yall, I'm doing my best without subtitles, please help)

You tried not to listen to his voice, you turned to the other person with a ghostface mask on.

"Fuck it felt good to kill him. this was your grandmother's, Sam. Nancy loomis? It really runs in the fucking family, doesn't it?" said Ethan.

"Speaking of family, wait for it - my names not Ethan Landry!" 'Ethan' said, you still see him as Ethan though. It didn't matter.

"Wait, then if it's you two. that just leaves.." Sam trailed off, your eyes widened.

"Mindy..?" you said.

Wrong again. it was Quinn.

"Hey." You let out a gasp, you though she died, but it seems like they were one step ahead.

"You didn't see that one coming did you?" Quinn asked, "yeah because you died." Tara answered.

"Mmm, I kinda didn't." Quinn said, "it was a good way to get off the suspect list."

"Yep. and I just made sure to be the first one on the scene so I could switch the body up with the freshman." Wayne said, he continued speaking, you stood there in silence.

"Hey, also, here goes you're moms mask. hers was the...bloodiest than others. So, I'm gonna need you to put it on." Quinn said, walking towards you.

You stared at her, "fuck you." you said and slapped the mask out of her hands, "I will never be like my mother." you yelled.

Quinn stabbed you in the arm, you let out a wail in pain, "I know he said go easy on you, but I'm not. you really need to let the killer out of you. you're her!" she said.

"NO I'M NOT!" you snapped. Quinn smirked, "there it is. there goes the killer. and wanna know something else? blood is a good look on you." she said.

"You stay the fuck away from them!" Tara yelled, getting in front of you. Quinn backed away, "shiver me Timbers." She said sarcastically.

"Wh..what is this? you did this as a family?" Sam questioned, "oh yeah bitch, you should know better than anyone." Quinn added.

"They're still not getting it." Ethan said, you glared at him, "getting what?!" you yelled.

"I'm guessing Sam here didn't tell you?" Quinn said, "look, I don't know what you believe — but she didn't commit those murders back in woodsboro, it wasn't her." You stated.

"You should know better than that pretty thing. you aren't so innocent yourself now." Ethan said.

No. he couldn't bring that up - not now. how did he even know?

"Killing about four people who were after you? they were into the movies just like every other killer. but you killed them. without any remorse. that's why you're dad brought you here to new york isn't it?" Ethan explained.

"I DID THAT OUT OF DEFENSE!" you yelled, "fuck whenever you yell it's hot. keep at it." Ethan replied.

"You are just like your mother, (Y/n)." Quinn said, "NO I'M NOT!" you yelled, it was staring to get hoarse from all the yelling.

"Admit it. you really are a killer. there's no point in hiding it. you aren't all that fucking innocent, I knew it from the moment that autopsy showed on social media of the person you killed. 75 stab wounds? you basically mutilated that body." Quinn stated.

Ethan walked over to you and cupped your cheek, "I know deep down you wanna kill more, so why not? put the mask on and kill tara." he said, giving you the mask.

You started crying, squeezing the mask tightly. you really needed some reassurance at the moment but knew you weren't going to get it.

"Baby...it's that easy. when you put on the mask everything feels like it changes, doesn't it?" Ethan asked.

And he was right, but you didn't want to put on the mask.

"GET AWAY FROM THEM!" Tara continued to yell, "you shut the fuck up." Quinn said.

Staring down at the mask was all you could do. Ethan looked at you with a raised eyebrow.

"Alright, I'm just gonna cut the act." You said, Ethan and Quinn smirked, tara looked at you confused and dazed.

"I bet your wondering why mindy was lured onto a certain train. well, that was because of me." you stated, Sam gasped and Tara looked betrayed.

Ethan clapped his hands together with a smile, "that's more like it!" Quinn said, waving her knife around.

"Why, (Y/n)? Why?! I trusted you. I fucking trusted you! we let you into our home, how did we not notice? how did mindy not suspect you?" Tara questioned.

You shrugged, "I thought playing the victim role and being around you guys 24/7 would work. and it did! didn't it?" you said, Ethan placed a kiss on your cheek while his arms were wrapped around your shoulders.

"I'm guessing our plan really worked. the whole time I thought I was going to get caught I just dodged all suspicions. I wasn't on the suspect list if I was going to get attacked. so, I made the plan for Quinn and Ethan to attack me. and it fucking worked, I'm a genius." you said.

Tara then realized, "so- so you were the one who made those calls? it was you?" she asked.

"Oh my god, you're finally getting it! It doesn't surprise me. you were supposed to die, really. I'm the third ghostface, sweetie." you said.

"But what about-" before sam could finish Ethan cut her off, "It was an act. we did pretty good didn't we?" he said with a smirk.

You stared down tara, "Knowing that everyone in woodsboro got caught in the crossfire of your dumb shit, I just knew who you were. and I remembered— that had to have been Sam carpenter. And so, I helped this specific mourning family right here." you said with a smile.

"(Y/n), this isn't you, I know it isn't!" Sam said.

"Shut up bitch, you don't know who I am. don't be so sure of anything." You said, tara looked over your shoulder and saw Ethan playing with your hair all nonchalant.

"This is his fault, he made you believe Sam was a murder. but she's not, and you aren't either. c-come on..." Tara pleaded, holding her hands out for you to take.

You turned to Ethan, the both of you started laughing uncontrollably. Tara moved her hands away with a sob.

"Oh-fucking-well tara. you both had it coming sooner or later, I mean — you try and make friends with me? I've been aiming at that for months just so they can get to you. and it worked." You said with a smirk.

"Would you like to do the honors?" Ethan asked, handing you the knife.

"Go now, tara!" Sam yelled, you ran towards tara but she hit you in the face with a brick causing you to fall to the ground.

That dumb shit almost knocked your teeth out, you hurried and got up, running after Tara, dodging her trying to hit you.

"Get away from me!" She yelled, you stabbed her in the shoulder and she wailed in pain, "Why are you always trying to run? Not like it's gonna get you anywhere, it only got you here." you stated.

She kicked you in the chest making you fall to the ground, "That was stupid too, but who's complaining."

Tara went into the lobby to search for any kind of weapon, but you were always one step ahead.

She heard footsteps behind her and she slowly turned around, "You don't have to do this." she said.

"What am I doing? I'm not doing anything. I'm just leaning against the wall watching as you desperately try to look for a weapon which I threw away hours ago." You said.

"Why, why are you doing this?" Tara questioned, you chuckled.

"is it not obvious? ghostface never wins in the end. so, I want to be the one to change that. someone has to die. and it'll be you and your sister. you have got to go." You said.

"Tara, this way!" Sam yelled, she had her gun aimed at you, "and what are you gonna do with that, Sam? Kill me? Go ahead, it's not like I've been waiting for it." you stated.

Sam shook her head, "I don't wanna hurt you." she said, "stop acting like a pussycat and do it." you tilted your head towards her.

"and I'm telling you, if you don't, I'm gonna kill your sister." you said, "and once that's over with, I'm gonna blame it all on you."

Sam followed her sister out the door, and if she was honest with herself, the look you were giving her scared her half to death.

"Run bitch, runnn." you said, dragging the 'n'. And that's exactly what she did, she started running.

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You slowly made your way to where they ran, they couldn't hide forever. it didn't matter where they would be — you were going to end it and finally get what you wanted.

Peace.

You just snapped, when you made your way to where they were, you stopped when you saw tara hanging onto one of the railings for dear life.

Sam noticed you and fear was evident in her eyes — where was the killer you saw a few minutes ago?

Quinn was at the top, making her way towards Sam, "make a choice, Sam. you're running out of time." you said.

Sam gave tara a knife, you saw her smiling at Sam before Sam let her go, she fell on Ethan but before she could stab him he stabbed her first.

"Gotcha!" He said, tara let out a scream and dived her knife down his throat.

You froze in your spot, now someone was really going to die today.

"You die a fucking virgin." Tara said before removing the knife out his throat, she watched as he fell to the ground.

...

"I'm gonna fucking tear you to shreds." You spoke, causing Tara to turn your way, she dropped the knife to the ground.

"No, no you aren't. l-look, I found this in your pocket." She said, showing you the photo of you and your dad.

Did she really think that was going to work on you? nice try.

You slowly started making your way towards her, "I know you, (Y/n). whatever ethan told you, you don't have to listen. okay?" Tara continued, trying to get through to you.

"Let me tell you something, when my mom died, I had to deal with a bunch of shit. No I don't love her, of course I don't wanna be like her. but look at me now. I guess I am like her. as far as I know, we are alike in a way. just really different. the (s/c) and the (e/c) is all my dads. but in me? Is a killer. a murderer. I did those killings on purpose. I'm so tired of dealing with these people comparing me to her." You said, "now, I'm gonna do something about it."

Before tara could say anything you threw a right hook to her face.

"There's no next time here tara. there's a afterlife though, so, see you there." you said and stabbed her in the shoulder repeatedly, she let out a scream.

A piercing pain hit you in the side, you yelped but it didn't hurt you as much since you were too enraged.

"Shit, shit. you okay?" Sam asked, going over to Tara, she nodded, "I'm fine. but.." tara turned over to you.

"Why are you both still here? I'd thought you'd be running by now since detective Bailey is still alive." You stated.

Sam walked over to you, "I know this isn't you. If we help you — you won't hurt us, right? I need to know." asked Sam.

"...if I die I die. I die with Ethan, I don't die without him. may sound cringe but I'm honest. if we both die then we die." you said.

Tara scoffed, "are you really still in love with him? after what he's done?"

"Let's talk about your sister. what did she do? she killed too. and the police claims self-defense. you don't keep stabbing someone after they've already died. make it make sense." you said, Sam sighed.

"So now what, we just leave you here to die? No. we turn you into the police." Tara replied.

"That's not gonna happen." you said, Tara and Sam looked confused. You stood up, "Not everyone dies when they get stabbed once. either be the liver or heart. you still live if you get another chance." you said.

Sam stood up and looked you in the eyes, "what are you gonna do now?" she asked.

"Leave. leave here, take Ethan with me. Even after your sister legit stabbed him in the mouth." you said.

"it's not like I can't use some medical stuff to help him." You said, looking behind him, tara and Sam followed your gaze, seeing Ethan with his hand clutching his mouth glaring at the two of them.

"I thought i killed you..?" Tara said, you rolled your eyes, "I kindly ask you to shut the fuck up. thank you." you said and made your way over to Ethan.

"We're gonna get you help, okay? I'll help you." you whispered to Ethan, he nodded.

Then you turned to Sam and Tara, "I'll be back, but I want you two to know something. you can't keep running forever. you'll end up in a dead end. And I'll be there to watch." you said and turned away, Ethan following you.

"Come on...we got business to finish." Sam said and kept her gaze on you and Ethan as she walked backwards, Tara following her.

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Scream VI !

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