#dewey riley x daughter!reader

[kining-the-evil]

Revenge

/Summary/: Tatum Riley was always a daddy's girl. She did everything with him, rode in his patrol car, movie nights every week, and when her parents separated she didn't even think about staying with her mom. Her dad was her whole life and when he was murdered she felt like she lost everything.

Tatum tried to move one. She goes out with Chad and moves to New York for college, but nothing feels the same. When she meets chads roommate Ethan, something is awakened in her and she decides there is only one thing that will let her move forward

An: this isn’t an x reader fic, it is my oc Tatum Riley. She’s Dewey and Gales daughter. If you don’t like OC’s don’t read it. This was also posted to my wattpad

Warnings: Cheating, murder, sex, death, psycho!OC , sort of Yandere!OC, Ethan x OC, ghostface!oc

"Where is he?”

I wasn't sure who I was asking as a crowd of people blocked my view of the hospital. I'd known my dad was trying to help Tara and her sister, but when I saw multiple police cars racing towards the hospital I got an awful feeling in my stomach.

I pushed past the few people on front of me until I was at the front of the crowd. Police were surrounding the entrance to the large building, and I could see Tara and Sam standing with aunt Sidney and my mom.

"Ma'am, you can't-" someone tried to stop me but I just shoved them roughly out of the way and started running towards them. Sidney was the first one to notice me.

"Tatum!" My mom turned when Sidney called my name and took a step towards me while Sam and Tara looked away.

"Where is he?" I demanded as I go to them, ignoring my mom and aunt as I looked at Tara and Sam. "He came here with you guys, where is he?"

"Tatum, sweetheart-" my mom reached out to touch me but I shrugged her hold off

"Where is he?!"

"We tried to stop him..." Sam finally said, and I felt my blood run cold. I happened to glance over at the entrance of the building as two paramedics were rolling out a body bag.

"Tatum, don't-" my mom started to say as she tried to grab me but I dodged her arms and started running towards them.

"Stop her!" Someone yelled but I wasn't sure who, I just kept running. When I got there one of the paramedics moved forwards and wrapped his arms around me to pull me away.

"No! Please! I need to see if it's him!" I cried as I tried to fight the man's hold on me. Tears were streaming down my face as I knew who was in the bag, but it didn't stop me from praying it was someone else. That my dad would walk out of the building in a second, hurt, but ultimately okay.

The two paramedics looked at each other before one reached up to unzip the bag slightly, and I froze when I saw the face staring up at me. His eyes were empty and face was blank, but it was him. More tears fell from my eyes as I just stood there and stared at him. After a moment the man's arms disappeared, and a woman's replaced them.

"Tatum..." My mom's voice spoke, and I just started crying harder. I cried because her arms felt wrong around me, she was never the one to comfort me. She wasn't the one who held me when I fell of my bike, or when watched a scary movie at a friends house and couldn't sleep because I was scared that night,or when a boy broke my heart. It was always my dad's, and he'd never hold me like that again. He was gone.

•••••••

My eyes snapped open as the dream, or memory, faded, and I started to wake up. I'd had that dream more times then I could count, so often that at this point I didn't cry when I woke anymore. I just accepted it and continued with my day.

As I laid in bed I glanced around the room. If you walked in you'd never think someone lived in the small one bedroom apartment. There were no decorations or photos besides the small photo of me and my dad on my nightstand. My clothes and belonging were still in the boxes I'd brought with me to New York almost a year ago. I never bother to unpack when my mom rented the place for me. She originally wanted me to have 'my own safe place' instead of living on campus, and the place is close to where she works, but I was sure she'd stop paying the bills on it after the fight we'd gotten into only a month after I moved in.

•••••••

"What the fuck is this?" My mom glanced up when she saw me storm into her home office, and she quickly stood up to greet me.

"What are you talking about? And watch your language." Normally I'd say something about being 18 and being able to say whatever the fuck I wanted, but I was to angry to care about that in the moment.

"This!" I yelled as I held my phone up to her. On it was an article I'd found of an interview she'd given only days ago. The title? 'Gale Weathers announces new book based on last year's murders.'

"That's an interview I did, what about it?"

"You're writing a book about the people who killed dad!"

"What about it? People want to know what happened, and at least I can provide the facts-"

"You don't know the facts! You weren't even there for most of it! You just showed up at the end to see all the drama-"

"I showed up because your dad told me your friends were being attacked and you weren't picking up my calls. I was worried about you." She tried to correct me but I just rolled my eyes. "I will be respectful of what happened and of your dad-"

"Like you were so respectful of this who died the first time." I snapped. "You were so respectful that you sold the book to be a movie, which is the only reason they killed dad. You're the reason my dads dead!"

My moms eyes widened at my words, but I didn't have it in me to care. These thoughts had been building in me for months and her agreeing to write a book on the murders was what broke the camel's back.

"I cared about your dad-"

"You never cared. You wrote awful things about him, caused multiple murders, and ultimately caused his death. I never understood how he forgave you the first time, and I won't forgive you this time."

"Tatum-"

"If you publish this book, I will never speak to you again."

"You're bluffing."

"Fucking try me."

•••••••

I reached out to the nightstand to grab my phone, checking my notifications. I had a few emails from school and the normal, everyday ones I get from my mom trying to check in on me that I never answer. And then a message from Chad.

Chad: hey, I heard about a party happening at some fraternity house. Wanna go?

Chad: everyone else is going. Even Tara

   I rolled my eyes slightly after reading the texts. I'd had a childhood crush on Chad since I was old enough to know what that meant, and after Liv had died we ended up getting together. Even though I'd known I was a sort of rebound or distraction from what happened, at the time I'd thought it would blossom into something more. Instead we were just emotionally distant partners that would go days without talking. We rarely hung out without other people, we never had sex anymore, we didn't even kiss when around each other. And I was 90% sure he had a thing for Tera. He probably invited her the moment he found out about the party while I was probably the last person he texted.

Tatum: sounds fun. What time?

   I set my phone to the side as I got up and headed for the shower to get ready for the day. I had a class in two hours I couldn't be late for. I stumbled into the bathroom and glanced in the mirror, my hair was slightly messy and some of my eyeliner had smudged since I didn't bother to take it off when I went to bed.

   I turned the shower on before stripping out of my pajama pants and t-shirt. It was a DEVO shirt I'd stolen from my dad at some point. Once it was off I looked down at the few scars along my abdomen. Two were from Amber a year ago when we got in a fight, one was from when my appendix burst, and the other was from when I was 6. One of the teens who attacked Woodsboro had broken into our house and somehow I ended up stabbed. I didn't know much about it because o was so young and my dad had begged me to not ask about the event, and I trusted him that I didn't need to know about it.

   I shook myself from my thoughts and got back to getting ready. I showered and got dressed, skipping breakfast and decided to just pick up a coffee when I got the school. Most of my day was uneventful, I sat through a music theory class and a history class on Fashion industry before I went to get lunch alone at a small cafe on campus. I probably could have texted Chad to get lunch together, but I could use the time to work on a design for class instead.

While I was busy sketching with my headphones in a hand waved in front of my face, making me sit back quickly and look up. I ended up seeing Ethan standing above me, an apologetic smile on his face.

"You scared me," I said as I pulled my headphones off, causing Ethan to laugh slightly.

"Sorry, I tried to get your attention but you couldn't hear me."

I nodded and just looked up at the boy, unsure of what to say. I didn't know Ethan all that well despite him being Chads roommate. He went to all the same parties as us and he was always there when I went to chads, but we never really talked one on one. He seemed nice enough, but I wasn't interested in really getting to know other people.

"So...can I help you?" I finally asked, fully aware of how rude it sounded. I just couldn't get myself to really care.

"Sorry, I'm probably bothering you. I just saw you sitting alone and thought I'd say hi. You're probably busy."

"Just...working on an assignment." I mumbled as I glanced down at the drawing. A small line went through the drawing from when I jerked when Ethan scared me.

"So... would you mind if I sat?" I glanced back up at Ethan at his request. It was then that I noticed he had one of the sandwiches from the cafe in his hand. "I'll be quiet and just work on my own homework. There's just no other tables." He motioned around to all the other tables which had groups of friends sitting at them. For a second I thought about turning him away, but I couldn't. He had the look of a lost puppy, and saying no would be the equivalent of kicking that puppy.

"Be my guest," I motioned to the table and he quickly sat down and pulled his computer out. We both worked for a bit, and thankfully Ethan kept his promise of staying quiet and just working the whole time.

"Going so soon?" Ethan asked when I started to pack my stuff up.

"I have one more class for the day." I quickly said as I slid my sketch book into my bag. I stood up and grabbed my garbage from the table.

"Are you going to the party tonight?"

I hesitated for a second. "Chad invited you?"

"Was he not supposed to?"

"No," I quickly said. "I just... yeah, I'm going." I finally said.

"I'll see you tonight then," Ethan smiled and I forced one back at him.

"See you then.”

•••••••••

I messed with my hair slightly as I looked in the camera of my phone. I was standing on a corner as I waited to meet up with everyone else.

"Hey!" I heard a yell and glanced up to see Chad, Tara, Mindy, Mindy's new girlfriend I hand learns the name of, and Ethan. I was almost shocked to not see Sam with them since she never let Tara out of her sight.

I slid my phone into my purse and forced a smile onto my face as I walked over to them. "Hi," I greeted as Chad wrapped an arm around my shoulders. I stiffened slightly at the uncommon position, a movement that should be second nature to a couple felt foreign with him.

"Good to see you," Chad smiled as he kissed the top of my head.

"You too," I smiled as I hugged him back before his hand slid from my shoulders to my hand. That was the extent of our interaction before we were walking to the party and Chad was talking to everyone else. I stayed quiet but kept our hands intertwined as we walked, any time he started to pull away I'd tighten my hand to keep him within arms length. I didn't go out much and I wasn't about to let go of my lifeline when I did.

   We walked about a mile to the frat house, and most of the party was a blur. I drank a bit but mainly just sat on a couch and watched the people around me. Chad was immediately off and socializing, and I remembered at one point he got pissy because I wouldn't be his partner for a drinking game. But by the end of the night the group of us ended up at Chad and Ethan's apartment.

   "Hey," Ethan sat down next to me on the couch. I had my arms crossed across my chest as I watched Chad with Tara. He was just standing with her and drinking, but the way they looked at each other pissed me off.

   "Hi." I mumbled, not looking at the man.

   "Did you have fun tonight?"

   "It was fine." I knew Ethan didn't deserve how I was talking to him, but at that moment I didn't really care. Truth was, I was tired. I was tired of being in a relationship that was going nowhere and watching Chads next relationship blossom in front of me.

   "I'm leaving." I mumbled as I stood up quickly and walked over to Chad. "I'm leaving," I repeated to my boyfriend.

   "Already?"

   "It's past midnight." Chad just looked at me for a moment.

   "Okay." I scoffed when he turned to talk to Tara again. "What?"

   "Most people's boyfriends would offer to walk their girlfriend home, or call her a car, or at least ask her to text him when she makes it home."

   "Fine, text me when you get home." Chad said, clearly annoyed.

   "Glad to see you worried about your girlfriend," I rolled my eyes while Chad let out a sigh.

"Are we really going to do this right now? You're ruining the vibe," he complained.

"I'm ruining the mood? You're the one who basically refused to spend any time with me all night!" I saw Tara cringe slightly at how loud I had become, and everyone else on the room had gone quiet. Even Mindy was silent as she watched me and her brother.

"I'd happily spend time with you if you weren't such a buzz kill. You just sit by yourself in the corner anytime we go anywhere and you just sit in your empty apartment alone. You used to be fun, but in the last year you've become awful to be around. I thought you were just getting over your dad but-"

"Don't!" I stepped close to Chad to point a finger in his face. "Don't way a word about my dad."

"It's been a year. I got over Liv, you have to get over your dad at some point."

We stood in silence for a moment before I felt tears start to well up in my eyes. "Fuck you chad." I spat before shoving him away and storming down the hall and to their bathroom.

By the time I slammed the door shut tears were streaming down my face. I was embarrassed and angry at Chad. I shouldn't have ever gone out tonight, I should have never agreed to go out with Chad in the first place. I slid down on the ground, leaning against the door and pulled my legs up to lay my head on as I cried.

I don't know how long I was there before someone was knocking on the door to the bathroom.

"Hold on!" I called out as I stood up, wiping at my face slightly. I was sure my makeup was a mess and I didn't feel like looking in the mirror before I opened the door. Ethan was standing in the other side.

"Sorry, you probably need in here." I mumbled as I started to walk past him, but he reached out to stop me.

"No, I- I was coming to check on you. You've been in here a while." He laughed awkwardly, prompting a small smile from me. "If it's any consolation, Chad was being a dick."

"Thanks, but you don't have to say that. I know you're friends with him." I mumbled. "Go, I probably looked like such a bitch to everyone."

"I thought you were right." Ethan shrugged. "Chad doesn't act like he's in a relationship with you, which is insane."

"Why? Cause I'm such a catch?" I joked, looking down at the ground. When I didn't hear anything from Ethan I glanced up to see him staring at me, a slight blush on his cheeks.

"I mean... yeah."

His words had a blush growing on my own face, and I wasn't really sure why. I really didn't know Ethan, he'd always just been Chads friend. Maybe it was just because it was attention from someone, maybe I just wanted some attention.

I took a small step towards Ethan, which prompted him to step towards me. "I don't think I've ever had someone call me a catch." I watched as a small smile grew on Ethan's face.

"Chad should be telling you regularly."

"Well, he's not. What are you gonna do about it?" I prompted, and after a second Ethan was leaning in to kiss me. I pushed my lips against his in what started as a gentle kiss, but I didn't want a gentle kiss. I stepped closer to Ethan and reached up to wrap my arms around his neck, one of my hands sinking into his curly hair. He reached out to wrap his arms around my hips, pulling me closer as he deepens the kiss. I opened my mouth to let his tongue into it as the kiss became sloppy.

"Which room is yours?" I asked as I pulled away slightly.

"Should we-"

"Which room is yours?" I asked again, a bit more pushy. Ethan looked at me for a second before nodding.

"Come on.”

••••••••••••

An- do not worry, the next chapter will have the smut in it.

[czrpenters]

enough | melissa barrera x reader

summary: when an interviewer crossed the line with melissa, you knew you had to step in.

pairings: melissa barrera x fem!reader.

warnings: none i believe (?), reader is in the scream cast, no scream vi spoilers. english is not my first language.

word count: 1.2k words.

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"I really don't feel like doing anything today." Your fiancée said while resting her head on your shoulder, visibly tired. You hated seeing her like this, it wasn't your Melissa, and to be completely honest you felt as tired as she was. Social media could be a blessing and a curse at the same time, and in this particular situation, it was a curse. She's been getting a lot of hate these days due to the new movie, and you felt completely useless; you wanted to see her happy and cheerful like she used to be, not like this.

"I know baby, I swear all of this will be over soon..." You kissed the top of her head and intertwined your fingers together. The whole situation made you so fucking sad and angry, and you were getting tired of even opening your socials day after day. It was a habit that slowly you were getting rid of.

You've met Melissa on the set of Scream 5, in which you played the amazing role of Stu Macher's and Tatum Riley's daughter, Hailey Riley. Much like Sam, Hailey have never met her real father, and was put to adoption soon after she was born. Her whole Scream 5 premise was the fact that she found out the truth about her real parents and getting to know her on-screen uncle, Dewey Riley; while in Scream 6 she was trying to come to terms with being the daughter of a serial killer. It was what brought Sam and Hailey together, after all. And in the backstage, it brought Melissa and (Y/N) together, too. She proposed right after a year you guys have been together, and you couldn't be more certain about something in your whole life. She was the one. The love of your life. On and off screen.

You couldn't imagine that Scream 6 would be as successfull as it was being. You guys really didn't had a break. Interviews, press conferences, photoshoots. It was a dream come true to you, to all of you, and you couldn't be more grateful. But it came with a cost, especially for her. It wasn't a problem when it happened to you, it was easy to forget all the hate comments you read about yourself, but to her, it was torture. People talking about her appearance, her acting skills, even her relationship with you. It was too much sometimes, and today was one of those days where she just couldn't deal with this. "We're here, baby."

You guys were in a car getting ready to do some interviews and some press, and Melissa was having none of it. But she just had to put on a smile and pretend that everything was okay, just like you were doing. You had to be strong for her right now, and you were doing absolutely the best you could. She squeezed your hand, visibly anxious, which made you kiss the back of her hand and smile, apologetically. "I'm here for you, mi amor. You know that, right?"

She nodded, smiling lightly. "I know, I'm just tired, that's all." You both got out of the car with your hands intertwined, knowing that there would be a few people outside of the venue waiting for some shots. It got Melissa a little bit stressed out but nothing you both couldn't handle. When you guys got inside with you managers, you found the rest of the cast already there. Jenna, Jazmin, Mason, the whole crew. It made you guys relax a little bit, seeing familiar faces was always a good thing for you guys.

The day went by fast. You guys did some interviews, played a couple of games with the cast, the usual stuff. Melissa got happy for some seconds, it seemed like she forgot about all the stress she's been dealing with, and that made you so fucking relieved. That was until the last interview of the day, you guys were having this one together to talk a little bit more about the Sam/Hailey couple.

"So, (Y/N), I really wanna know how the development between Sam and your character Hailey went through this movie. Because last time, we have only seen Hailey as Sam's friend and now we know something else between them might been coming up. You wanna tell us a little bit more about that?" The interviewer asked, making you smile a little.

"Yeah, yeah. So, in this movie, Sam and Hailey definetly get closer, due to the fact that Sam thinks that Hailey is the only person besides herself that really knows what she's going through, you know?" You explained, without spoiling too much of the movie, even though pretty much everyone knew that your characters were going to be a couple in this movie.

"Good to hear that, (Y/N)! And, Melissa, it's your second time being the face of this new phase of the Scream franchise, and that must definetly be an amazing role to play. How do you deal with the pressure of being the new Sidney Prescott? Even with all the critiques you've been having?." The question itself was a bit too much, but Melissa squeezed your hand, telling you quietly that it was okay.

"Um, I'm not gonna lie, it can be a little bit challenging sometimes, but when I get to see all the love that the fans are giving me, it's definetly all worth it." It wasn't a lie, she had a lot of people online and offline that supported her. It was a tricky question but she answered beautifully.

"I can imagine that, Melissa. You've been getting a ton of negative comments about your performance these days, and I'm curious to know how you deal with that. Does it affect your relationship off-screen with (Y/N)? Do you take these comments to heart?"

That question took Melissa off guard. She stturered, not being able to answer, and that was enough for you. "I think we're done here, right?" You smiled forcibly, getting out of the chair while holding Melissa's hand.

"I believe we still have a couple of questions left, Ms. (Y/L/N)." The interviewer said, in an obvious tone. "Not anymore. Thank you for your time, okay?" That was the last thing you said before you left with her, not even caring about your managers complaints in the back while you both were getting back to the car, which was waiting for you in the parking lot. Melissa was quiet, awfully quiet, and seeing your extroverted girlfriend like this was more painful than you could ever imagine. You opened the car door for both of guys to get in, and when you did, she just hugged you tight. Tighter than she ever did before, like she's been wanting to do that the whole day. "Hey, it's alright. I'm here, it's over, okay?" You kissed the top of her head several times, letting her know she was safe with you.

"That guy was a jerk..." She mumbled, in a sad tone, but she said it in such a cute way that it made you laugh. "Yeah, baby... He was definetly a jerk."

"Thank you for standing up for me... You know you didn't need to do that, right?" You lifted her head by holding her chin, kissing her lips for a while before looking straight at her, right into those brown eyes that you fell in love with. "I didn't need to, really. But I wanted to. I will always, always, want to make sure you're happy all the time, okay?"

"Okay."

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[msookyspooky]

Based on a really kinky dream I had that's been in my drafts forever 😗😳

TW:

Randy x Stu x CisFem!Reader • Smut!🔞 • Underage Drinking • Slight CNC/Reader and Randy being Persuaded by Stu • Vaginal Penetration • Cunningilus • Slight Degradation • Slight Humiliation • Praise• Threesome • Dirty Talk • Stu being an Ass • Scream and Set Up AU

Wordcount: 6,353

Camping Trip

It was the following Summer after…That happened…The catalyst that screwed up the entire town and everyone part of it. The Woodsboro Murders. You were out of town that weekend because your parents made you go with them; absolutely forbidding you from attending Stu's party while a killer was on the loose…You were glad but also a small part of you felt guilty. Like maybe if you were there; you could have saved your friends.

Randy said he was shot in the chest by someone but he said his memory was a blur. He thought it was Billy, almost swore it was but all evidence said it wasn't and he ended up saying he wasn't sure after evidence said Billy was innocent…All Randy knows is that Billy and Stu claimed Neil was behind it all but he saw Billy with a knife coming towards him right when EMTs and police rushed in. Billy swore he was just heavily wounded, holding the knife for his own safety and just checking on Randy to see if he was alive. Dropping it and wobbling on his feet; begging police to save his girlfriend Sidney. Randy said he remembered Billy wailing when police told him Sidney was dead…Almost too dramatically. Whatever he meant by that? And Dewey didn't remember anything after Neil in a costume stabbed him in the back…Just that Gale Weathers was shot in the head on the porch next to him and they must have assumed Dewey was dead.

But Neil Prescott, Sidney Prescott, Tatum Riley, Gale Weathers and Kenny the Cameraman were tragically murdered that night. You weren't there and two of the survivors had foggy memories and the other two, Billy and Stu, swore it was Neil getting revenge over his wife's death. Killing his own daughter as a murder suicide before trying to kill her boyfriend for his Dad sleeping with Maureen Prescott and all of Sidney's friends in some insane rampage.

You have to admit, it was so odd and made no sense but who were you to argue with two friends that lost both their girlfriends and were nearly stabbed to death? You weren't there but the imprint it left on everyone in Woodsboro was beyond present.

It was early August. You all graduated a few months ago and now everyone was off to college. Randy was going to study film at Windsor College in Ohio. Billy and Stu were going to the East Coast…And you…Had no idea where you were going; if you were even going at all. All you knew was your already slashed friend group was falling apart and you couldn't stomach it.

"Hey…YN?"

You blinked, looking over to see Randy in the passenger seat while Stu sneaked some liquor from his parents house and you sat in the backseat.

"You still here? You look like you're a million miles away."

You gave a slight smile. "Yeah, I'm fine."

"...You sure?" He tentatively asked.

You forced a smile and nodded. "Yeah, I'm cool. Really…Just-" You stretched with a groan. "Ready to go have fun in the woods I guess."

Randy smirked slightly. "Yeah because we just survived Halloween last year; let's go try to survive Friday the 13th next."

You sighed and leaned your head back on the seat. "Yeah…I still can't believe it happened. It's a shame Billy couldn't come with us."

"Not really…" Randy muttered.

You sat up in your seat, looking over at him. "Uh…Why?"

Randy looked towards Stu's front door to make sure you both were alone before looking at you and whispering. "I just…I know what Stu and Billy said but I swear, YN…Billy shot me and was coming over with the knife to finish the job." You went to chuckle, unsure what to say but Randy hissed out. "I'm serious!" Your smile dropped as he continued. "I mean, yes things are blurry for me after being shot and Dewey remembers fuck all nothing but…Something just isn't right! I know Billy is guilty."

You leaned over, risking touching Randy's hand and his gaze softened. Tatum swore you both would end up together telling you 'You could do so much better than a film geek who's foreplay is listing off the top nude scenes in cinema history.'...You disagreed but you were too chicken to just come right out and ask him especially after you knew how much he liked Sidney and now she was gone. The second he told you he got accepted into Windsor this early Summer; you backed off the idea completely.

"Then why not come out-"

Randy hissed out. "Yeah, and have Billy murder me next? I just come up mysterious offing myself off a bridge with a stab wound in my chest police are gonna ignore and say was self inflicted? I don't think so!"

"Randy, I know how you felt about Sidney but…It's been a year. We have to just accept that Neil did it and move on."

Randy gave you an exasperated sigh. "I know it seems like I'm not coping but you don't find it odd that both Stu and Billy were stabbed multiple times in the side? I mean, what type of plot armor is that? And why would Neil kill himself and his daughter at a party with other innocent teens if his motive really was him going crazy with grief?"

You opened your mouth then closed it…Not really sure of the answer yourself.

"I suspected Stu because he was such a lapdog to Billy. Still is…But I can't shake the feeling Billy Loomis is lying and Stu is covering for him. I mean, the dramatic way he was sobbing and screaming-"

"He just lost his girlfriend, Randy."

"Yeah but this was excessive it just…What motive sounds better? Teen boy riddled with angst, angry at his girlfriend not sleeping with him but her Mom slept with his Dad and probably was why his Mom split a few years ago and he's damaged from it beyond repair… Or an old man still upset at his wife's murder that could have just killed him and his daughter anytime at home suddenly going missing and just so happens to reappear to kill a bunch of teens for no reason at a party?"

You frowned. "...Billy's a good guy under it all, Randy. Why would he kill his friends and girlfriend?"

Randy shrugged. "How do we know Stu wasn't in on it?"

You scrunched your face. "What?"

"YN, Casey was Stu's ex and Tatum was Stu's girlfriend and it was at Stu's house and any kills related to Billy would make sense since they're best friends-"

"Randy." You sighed out, patting his hand. "Neil had evidence on the phone records…I don't understand it either but we gotta just accept it and move on."

Randy huffed but glanced at you patting his hand, his glare softening. "Yeah well, if you ask me I think it's a criminal getting away with murder."

"What is?" Stu chimed in, opening the door quickly.

Randy faltered before muttering. "Uh…O.J. Simpson case 2 years ago."

Stu chuckled. "Yeah that was crazy, had me hooked! Came home and watched it every single day." He glanced at your hand on Randy's and smirked. "Whatchya kids doing?…Getting cozy?"

You and Randy jerked your hands away as Randy faintly blushed, turning in his seat and mumbled. "Stu, did you get everything?"

"Yep. Got some fireball and mad dog."

Randy raised a brow. " I expected some fancy chardonnay or scotch."

Stu grinned. "Nah, these are my sister Leslie's…She's knocked up, what she don't know won't hurt her." He started the car.

"Yeah till all her liquor is missing after the baby arrives." You mused.

Stu backed up and smiled. "Nah man, she loves me. I'm the best lil bro ever."

You scoff with a smirk. "I highly fucking doubt that."

"Tskk. Girl, you're lucky it's our going away bash." Stu tsked out with a mock glare before he snickered. You frowned a little as you all drove.

It was near dark when you all finally settled in.

A small set of woods next to a creek with a small bonfire Stu started. He just had to carry a large log and groan loudly while dropping it, flexing his biceps on purpose while grinning at you…It wasn't that you weren't attracted to Stu you just knew how he was. He was hard to say no to but you also knew how much he tried cheating on Tatum. He's a damn dog and you didn't take him too seriously with his flirting.

Randy gave him an annoyed look. "Hey Arnold, how about you get small pieces that actually burn?"

Stu rolled his eyes but took the mad dog bottle with him. "Whatever. I guess the man's gotta do all the work while you girls sit at the fire…Be right back…Don't do any fooling around without me-" Stu winked before walking in the dark.

You and Randy both rolled your eyes as you bashfully chuckled. "G-God he's dumb sometimes."

Randy took a swig of the fireball and chuckled nervously. "No totally is…Like, a moron…"

You both sat at the small fire in silence as you hugged your legs. Randy noticed you shiver. "You cold? Here…Don't say I'm not chivalrous." He put his jacket over you as you smiled softly at him and thanked him.

You both sat in silence a moment longer, listening to the fire crackle before you told him. "So…Windsor."

"Yeah, it's far but it's got the best curriculum and all that…It's really far....Away from Woodsboro bullshit...Gonna be weird being so far away."

You frowned and stared at the fire before mumbling. "I'll miss you, ya know…"

Randy looked taken aback, quietly asking you. "...You will?"

You chug the fireball with a grunt and cough a bit before handing it back to him. "Of course I will. No more movie nights, no more cruising late at night, no more spending time together goofing off…I'm gonna miss your annoying ass, Randy."

"Yeah, you're way more annoying than me." Randy blushed a bit and smiled down at his feet. "Well…God, YN. I'm gonna miss you too, ya know. I just was scared it'd be too embarrassing to say it first…I really…Ya know…I like-"

You looked at him and smiled. "Do you like me?"

"Of course I like you, YN."

"I mean…REALLY like me?"

Randy got flustered, looking down and stumbling over his words. "I mean y-yeah but y-you know…It's not…I do really like you you're pretty and…Not that t-that's the only thing but-"

You felt the fireball whiskey you've all been sharing taking effect. Honestly, your throat burned from it and you weren't as cold. And…You might never see Randy again. You liked him even if he wasn't as conventional attractive as Billy or as smooth as Stu; you liked him. Maybe you were just being a hopeless romantic horny teen or or maybe you were just panicking over him leaving or maybe it was genuine but all you knew was that…If you didn't act now, it would never happen. Even if Randy went to the opposite end of the country and met a bunch of college girls and forgot about you…It was still something your tipsy mind felt inclined to do.

I smiled at him while he rambled. "Randy?"

He hummed in his throat with that bashful look on his face you were starting to enjoy.

"...Stop talking and kiss me." You softly told him with a smile.

"O-Oh?....Oohh." He smiled a goofy grin with a red face, his fair skin no match for the way you were flustering him. Honestly, your cheeks felt warm too and you weren't sure if that's the alcohol or your nerves talking.

You both slowly leaned forward and kissed. It was feather light and chaste before you both smiled and did it again a bit longer this time and before you knew it…He scooted closer to you and ran his hands up and down your shoulder through his jacket while your lips moved together. You hummed into the kiss as you just…God, what were you doing? You gently pulled him down by his shirt collar as he moaned softly against your mouth. Before your lips moved together a few minutes and…You soon groaned lightly as you felt his tongue tentatively run across your lips before you met his tongue as well…Both of you making out in the woods next to a bonfire…It wasn't unheard of or anything. You both were 19 and you both clearly had feelings for each other or at least attraction …You felt like you should stop and think but you couldn't. Your body was warm and tingly, Randy was moaning and moving his lips so slow and tentative across your mouth, his tongue was shyly exploring you…You can tell he didn't kiss like this often but you didn't care either. If anything? It made you want to keep going. To let this be a fun first of many things before he left.

You experimentally rubbed your tongue in firm circles against his and he groaned softly. His tongue is getting more erratic. Not rough but less controlled as his hands started trailing up your leg. You bit his lip slightly and he sounded out your name. Just hearing that made you heat up…God, it's like you couldn't control yourself! You weren't drunk but the tiny bit of liquid courage and hormonal lust and the romanticism of being in the woods next to a crackling fire and knowing he was leaving for god knows how long. You gripped his hair and kissed him more passionately with a louder moan against his mouth. Both of you made out as he ran his hand up to your thigh and you just…Instinctively opened your thighs. God you just had to wear something that showed this much skin. His hand eagerly yet nervously up and down your thigh gripping and rubbing while trailing to your hips as you massaged your tongue with his.

Then he did something that made you whine in your throat. Roughly massaging your hips and biting your lip. He quickly stopped pulling away with concern. "Shit…Oh shit, did I hurt you? I'm sorry-" He breathlessly huffed out.

You furiously shook your head and dragged him back to your mouth. "No, do it again-" Both of your tongues meeting once more as your thigh hitches around his hip to pull him closer. This was getting out of control. This was so sudden and crazy and you were almost scared what this would do to your friendship but then you remembered all 3 of them Billy, Stu and Randy leave in a week or less and those cares go out the window. Hell, you might leave Woodsboro and they might never come back and you might never seen them again.

You trusted Randy, you felt safe with Randy, you felt…Damn turned on with how his thumb was subconsciously caressing your pelvic bone.

"Randy." You pant out as he just kept kissing you rougher than before. Like you turned him on as much as he turned you on. Like he was glued at the hip to you and couldn't possibly escape. You lightly pushed him up to talk. His eyes searched to make sure you were enjoying this as he sweetly stopped the second you asked…Oh…Oh you knew. He was it. If it was happening, it was happening right fucking now and you just had to act on it before you chickened out. "Randy…I want to."

Randy raised a brow blinking repeatedly as if he hadn't heard you right as he stammered. "W-What? Want??..."

" Randy…Sex." Your face warmed as you smiled at him. "You don't have to."

He hesitated. "I know I'm being a dork but why?"

You sheepishly smirked and stumbled out. "W-Well...Listen, we both like each other. We both feel good right now and Stu hasn't came back in minutes doing god knows what and hopefully he gives us privacy. And…I might not see you for a long while."

Randy couldn't get any redder but his eyes hooded a bit while he swallowed. "Are…Are you sure?"

"Yeah. Hurry before he does come back. There's no one I trust like you and this is perfect right now." You admitted with a shy smile.

You saw Randy look at you fondly. The look in itself made you feel butterflies as he went back to kissing you. Getting more adventurous as his one hand squeezed your thigh and the other played with your chest through your shirt. You grunted and quickly started getting rid of any fabric on your lower body as Randy's hands shook undoing his belt and zipper. Both of you excited and nervous and just eager to do something like this.

"Are you positive? Are you drunk or-"

You cupped his face. "I'm not any more tipsy than you are. Don't hesitate on my part...Do you want this?"

He eagerly nodded with a groan as he nervously positioned himself near your entrance. You were wet enough for him to slide in if he pushed. He kept his tip there and groaned out. "I'm asking...Because I never thought in a million years a girl like you would do this with me."

"Randy, put it in." You encouraged him with a bite of your lip. You hummed in your throat as you felt him push in. He wasn't long or too girthy. In fact, he felt slightly bigger than if a few fingers were in you…But for how nervous you both were and how quick this had to be? It was the perfect size. He hesitantly moved in you and groaned while you huffed a bit. You nodded your head when he looked at you and he did it again. And again. His hips slowly found a rhythm as he seemed to curve into your g spot every so often. You softly whined as you reached up to kiss him. Feeling heat all over and those feel good tingling sensation shoot from your g spot deep into your core with those certain strokes.

"Up a bit. Angle your hips upward." You instructed with a smile and bite of your lip.

"Like this?" Randy's eyes were hooded as his mouth parted. He angled his hips to roll up and you moaned a bit.

"Just like that…Just like that, Randy…Oh." You softly moaned as you felt yourself get more turned on with each stroke. "Faster…" You became painfully aware after a few moments that Stu could come back and you both could be interrupted. "Yes, Randy…Yes." You softly sighed out as he picked up the pace and you moaned a bit. Feeling your hips move with him. His dick rubbing against a very nice spot thanks to him listening to you.

"Oh YN…Oh shit, YN…You feel so good." Randy whimpered out a bit as you could tell he was getting close.

You kissed him and in between kisses. "Not yet…Please I'm close not yet-" You whined as you tried focusing on the pleasure of it all. Being with Randy like this, the memory of it going to seal into your brain forever at how close your feeling to him and how good he was making you feel even for a first time and even if you didn't cum.

Another few moments went by and you swore you were on the edge as Randy looked like he was really trying to hold out for you…All before you heard a whistle.

You both froze, stopped moving completely. Stu's annoying voice ringing out. "No fucking way! God damn, I leave for 10 minutes and you're both fucking in the woods?! YN…Damn girl, I didn't know you got down like that and with Ray?" Stu laughed out while sticking out his tongue.

Randy pulled out so quick it was almost painful as he covered himself and you tried shoving your legs together as Stu walked closer.

Randy was so red faced with a glare as he breathlessly snapped. "You were probably fucking watching us and just waiting to ruin it, perv!"

Stu chuckled but kept walking closer. "Maybe…It was kind of hot…Well, YN was…" You quickly tried to get your clothes over your wet and throbbing between your legs with how close you were to cumming before Stu squatted down and whispered to you. "Hey, babygirl. Shhh…Calm down…You enjoyed that, didn't you?" He smiled at you.

You felt mortified. You were started to wonder if Stu was a fucking sadist with how much joy he got in spoiling these sort of things. He couldn't wait 2 more minutes, if that?!

Stu touched your knee and Randy protectively shoved it away. "Hey man, what the fuck are you doing?!"

"Relax!" Stu drew out. "Relax baby…You look like you had fun…Do you feel good?" Stu gently pushed your chin up with his hand and you felt your head spinning.

Stu smiled down at you and your eyes couldn't help seeing the bulge in his jeans. A big ass fucking bulge. Your mouth dried and you screamed at yourself this was wrong to Randy and this was fucked up and this was all going too far but Stu gently pushed your chin up to look at him. "You're beautiful, baby…Had me so damn hard watching you.... Did Randy make your pussy feel good, honey?" He cooed softly.

You couldn't even answer that! The way Stu was looking at you and his voice dripping those words…His frame and his tent in his pants. This was nuts…Oh god this was nuts but fuck you were losing what little resolve you had.

Randy shoved him as Stu fell back on his ass with a grin. "Hey! Enough!" Randy snapped out.

Stu smirked at you as he leaned back. His bulge looked even bigger as you saw his muscles in his arms and that flirty grin on his face. He stuck out his long thick tongue jokingly like he did and your clit jolted on its own. You couldn't deny his appeal or charming words while he was looking at you.

"Is it enough, Ray?...I don't think it is." He crawled towards you and your chest heaved up and down with every eager breath. "I think…She is very, very unsatisfied. I think she needs a little more…Don't you baby?" He crawled over to you and before Randy could react. He kissed you.

Stu was so passionate and eager compared to Randy. His tongue demanded to go in your mouth as he gripped your head and ran firm but slow movements along your teeth and tongue all before sucking on your tongue a bit. He released you, teeth grazing your lower lip with a chuckle as you were in a daze looking at him.

Randy went to fight or flight, you weren't sure which before Stu held up a hand. "Now hold on here, man! Why don't we all have fun? It's just us three in the woods. We're all going to separate college's. You didn't shoot your load…She's hot and bothered...I'm horny myself…Why not?"

Stu gazed at you lustfully and you felt down right out submissive and shy in the best way with him. It was like night and day between him and Randy but you were so turned on and tipsy and Stu was making good points.

You knew it wasn't a good idea…But fuck it.

"...Okay."

Randy's eyes widened at you. "Okay!?" He seemed hurt.

"Only if you're okay with it, Randy!" You quickly saved, looking up at him. "Stu's right, we're all going to college soon at least you both are. And so far away and we're all kind of turned on and it's…It's whatever you want."

Randy seemed completely torn and you couldn't blame him. You were too.

Stu sighed. "Come on, man! Look, it's a one time thing and even though most girls can't get enough of me once I lay down the pipe-" He rolled his eyes. "I'm sure she'll probably meet you on break every semester to tickle your gerkin, alright? I ain't stealing her or nothin and it'll be fun…Actually never had a threesome before."

Randy still seemed conflicted till Stu just put his hand in between your legs. You yelped in surprise before he started rubbing the softest circles right above your clit on the hood. It made it feel good but ache for more at the same time as you just couldn't contain the tiny moan that came out as he whispered in your ear. "That's a good girl…You like that, don't you?"

He looked at Randy while he still played with you. His thick long fingers sliding down both lips on either side; up and down. Getting the blood flow circulating as you just naturally opened your legs with a soft groan. Your pussy on full display to Randy as he gulped and stared.

"See? You really wanna leave her like this? She's so damn willing and ready, man. Don't you wanna take turns getting dirty in the woods with such a dirty little girl we got here?" He teased you as he kissed your neck and his fingers rubbed over your clit. You moaned louder with your head falling back as Stu's fingers rubbed rougher than you liked but with how turned on you were it just felt good.

Before you knew it, Stu put both hands on your thighs and slowly pushed them open. "Easy, baby, Easy, easy…Let me show you a good time, babe." He whispered to you as you saw Randy watch with a bite of his lip.

You nodded as you let Stu separate your thighs and being the sadist he was. He just stared at your pussy for as long as it made you self conscious…All before taking his fingers and barely touching your clit with the back of them. Tilting his head and smirking as you squirmed a bit.

"Someone's a little eager slut tonight."

"Stu just!-...Do something!" You groaned out in annoyance. This was already surreal and he was making you have second thoughts teasing like this.

"Alright, alright…She's a bossy slut too." He mocked while unzipping himself. Your eyes bulged at how big he was. He was 6'4 and lean so it shouldn't be a shock but compared to Randy? It made you a bit nervous. He smiled at you. "Don't worry, sweetheart. I'll make it fit…You'll be so sloppy wet for me. It'll slide right in that hot little pussy like butter, babygirl."

You felt heat in your core at how he looked at you and talked to you. Jesus Christ.

He laughed. "Damn, Randy! She's bone dry-" Stu spit right on your pussy. "You suck, man."

You went to roll your eyes and argue he was full of shit and Randy had you wet. Not dripping but wet…But everything died in your throat when you felt a hot wet tongue swipe that spit over your inner lips. You couldn't help gasping loudly. Stu just did what he wanted, when he wanted, how he wanted with such vulgar passion. He didn't hesitate anything as he just dove right into eating you out.

You cried out louder than you intended as his tongue started lapping slowly but firm over your aching clit. Rolling that long hot tongue over and over. The whimpers and moans just spilled out of you as Stu eagerly licked your pussy. His tongue was just as flexible as it was long as he made all kinds of wet noises with his mouth as he licked and sucked at your clit. Sucking while doing fast licking motions had your hips bucking a bit.

You were in your own world right now. You didn't know anything but how Stu was making you feel with how eager he was.

You spared a glance at Randy to see him roughly palming himself through his pants with a bite of his lip. Just that sight turned you on beyond repair. All of this did! In fact, you were shocked how quickly you came. It took half the amount of time it did for you normally as you cried out and grabbed Stu's head. Your hips bouncing against him involuntarily before just laying there spasming. You tried squirming away as Stu smirked against your folds, continuing his assault on your sensitive clit even after the orgasm.

"Stu! S-Shit, noooo-oooohh." You moaned out even if that 'no' didn't have as much force as it should have.

"Hey, she's done." Randy told Stu with a glare. Clearly both jealous and bitter yet turned on at the same time.

Stu rolled his eyes and pulled away, purposely wiping your wetness off his chin in front of you. "Finnnee…I got her soaked anyways. Think she's ready to take all this-" He sat up and held the base of his dick. It was at least 7 to 8 inches long and thicker than you thought. You couldn't tell if it was as thick as Randy or slightly more but it was a sight for sure.

Randy looked at you. "YN, you don't have to do this-"

"Man, shut up!" Stu barked out before scoffing. "If she didn't want it, she'd say it…Ain't that right, YN? Come on, Sweetcheeks. I kinda want you to beg for it anyways-" Stu leveled his cockhead at your wet entrance and you quivered a bit. "Go on. Beg."

You were tongue tied before he slid it up between your folds. The wet shlicking noises just as loud as the fire crackling as his tip met your clit and he just rubbed his length up and down between your wet lips.

"Beg for it." He demanded again.

"I-I want it." You forced out with a swallow.

"You can beg better than that, girl. Tell me what a filthy slut you are."

Randy glared at Stu but you were so horny and him talking to you like that was something you didn't know you needed but now you did!

"I'm a slut for it…I want it." You mumbled as Randy's eyes widened.

Stu stared down at you. His gaze dark and his eyes transfixed on you as he tapped his cock in his hand against your clit. "What are you a slut for?"

"For…Wanting you to fuck me in the woods in front of Randy." It sounded so wrong but it just came out.

Stu smirked. "Are you my slut?"

That you faltered on and he barely stuck it in. That tiny little burn no matter how wet you were both annoyed you and made you crazy. It was mildly uncomfortable but made you ache for it.

"Are you…My…Slut?" He demanded.

"God damn it, Stu! Fine! I'm your filthy slut, okay?!" You hissed out eagerly looking down.

Stu giggled a bit and stuck his tongue out. "Man, I just asked for slut but now you're a filthy one? Yeah, you are. You're a filthy girl. A dirty, filthy, slutty girl and you're all mine…And now Ray gets to watch how I fuck my girls pussy."

He slid in faster than he needed to and you openly him. "Stop!"

Stu rolled his eyes but didn't slam back in again. "Yeah, I know I got a lot of manhood to take…Don't worry, you'll get used to it." He barely moved his hips upward and between the stretch and the motion you didn't know whether to cry or moan.

Stu whistled at Randy. "Hey, you just gonna let her be in pain here? Come on, boy wonder. Rub her clit."

You didn't want it to stop but your body was having a hard time getting used to the stretch. You bit your lip and cringed and before you knew it, Randy was on his knees and his hand was between your legs. You sighed as he rubbed tiny firm circles on your clit.

Stu whispered huskily. "Atta girl…Easy easy…Her pussy just took another inch of me on its own. Keep rubbing her, Ray."

Randy retorted as he spread some of your wetness over your clit and moved it around the hardened bud. "I'm shocked you know what a clit is. Figured you hit it like a caveman and split before the girl can even put her panties back on."

Stu grabbed your ankles in his hands and started moving in you. "Man, screw you. You're the fucking virgin…Was…How do you know what a clit is?"

"Anatomy books and uh…Look, the video store gets boring and we got porno's to stock." Randy rubbed those circles on your clit with his long but soft fingers. "How you feeling YN?"

You moaned softly with each trust. "Good. Faster." You closed your eyes and tried to just focus on how thick Stu was, how he filled you up and seemed to touch every nerve, how Randy's fingers felt.

Stu smirked. "You heard her, man. Faster." And before you knew it, Stu let go of your ankles and shoved your knees back instead, putting his full weight on your thighs as he started pumping in and out of you. He wasn't hard but it was a steady, fast and steady rhythm that made your leg shake.

"FUCK!" You cried out, moaning louder as Randy picked up the pace and bit his lip while he watched you.

Stu jerked your shirt and ordered Randy. "Help out a little, man! Undo her bra and play with her tits. I wanna see them bounce a bit. God knows you never felt those before. Probably gonna tweak the nipple like a radio knob." Stu chuckled in between huffs as he thrusted in you.

Randy blushed and shoved your bra up to show your breast. "Bite me." Randy retorted while one hand circled your nipple and the other circled your clit at the same rhythm.

"Jesus Christ, man. Pinch it, pull it, rub it harder. She needs to cum. She's desperate for it."

Randy hesitated before gently pulling one of your nipples while rubbing your clit faster and you felt your head roll back with a moan.

"Yeah man, keep playing with those. She loves it." Stu talked like you weren't a person. Like you were a toy and somehow that turned you on more.

Then, he hit a spot that had you jolt and a wave of hot pleasure course through you. It was past your g spot and near your cervix you couldn't tell if it was behind or below or what but you just knew it was an area you couldn't reach with fingers but the way he positioned you had him hitting that A spot. It should hurt but instead it almost felt like a mini orgasm course through you but not quite. It was...Fucking amazing!

Stu and Randy saw your reaction and gave you a curious look. Stu slowly rolled his hips so he pressed against that spot again and your back arched. Stu got a wicked grin on his face as he started pumping into you there in those deep long strokes. "I think I found a sweet spot, huh Sweetcheeks?"

You moaned high pitched as you felt that heat pooling in you. Randy kept playing with your clit and nipples with a strained turned on expression.

Stu giggled. "I know Randy's probably a cuck on the low but damn girl you're selfish. You aren't gonna offer him a hand or anything?"

The idea of getting Randy off turned you on and honestly felt right with how he was pleasuring you. Everything was ecstasy right now as you tried to hastily undo his pants while Stu kept bouncing your body while thrusting in you. Randy quickly helped you, all of you breathing heavily and moaning or grunting. You grasped Randy and started pumping him quickly. You were so close and so fucking turned on you couldn't imagine going slow. He didn't seem to mind, moaning deeply as he kept massaging your clit and Stu held you down; pounding against that deep spot that felt addictive.

This lasted another few moments before Stu started grunting and going a bit faster. And that's all it took. Him pounding that wonderful spot and your g spot every other thrust while holding you down, Randy rubbing your clit and roughly palming your breast, you jerking Randy off and hearing him moan and whimper. You came undone almost screaming. Stu clamped his hand over your mouth and pounded. "That's right, baby. Cum on my cock! Take this shit, babygirl...Good girl. That's a good girl, cum for me."

Your eyes rolled into the back of your head as he made you ride it out. Your kegel muscles sucking and squeezing on him involuntarily as he dragged himself out of you and quickly started jerking his cock off. It was just seconds before Stu groaned and hot spurts of his cum splashed onto your stomach. He let go of your mouth as Randy stopped moving on your clit. Closing his eyes and whining as you pumped him still.

"Shit…Shit-" Stu laughed out breathlessly. "That was a close call, man…God damn, YN…" He groaned out before looking at Randy with a smile.

Randy hadn't came yet, huffing and trying as you jerked him off.

Stu being the talker he was told you. "Give the man some release. Let him cum on your tits, babe. It's gonna be the only pair he'll ever get."

You nodded, almost smiling at the idea as you saw how desperate Randy was. "It's okay, Randy. Go ahead. I want you to cum...Cum for me, Randy."

Stu chimed in. "See? She gave you the A okay, my guy-"

"Stu, I'd cum faster if you would shut up." Randy grumbled with furrowed eyebrows.

Stu snickered to himself.

You decided to help Randy a bit. Moving your hand up and down his thigh through his jeans while encouraging him. "That's it Randy...That's it, cum for me...You're doing good." It took just a few moments before Randy's body stiffened and a low groan escaped him and he came on you.

You didn't even care. You were exhausted and on cloud nine as you all just stayed there a moment before Stu bent down and licked his own cum off your belly. You just sighed and tried to calm down a bit. Praying he didn't lick between your legs again because a part of you was too sensitive and another part knew you wouldn't be able to say no.

Stu wiped his mouth. "I'll clean mine but I am not cleaning Ray's. That's gay."

You couldn't help chuckling as Randy rolled his eyes and offered you a napkin. He almost went to clean you off but saw your breast and faltered a bit. Sheepishly handing it to you to clean off yourself while he looked away a bit. The realization of post nut clarity hitting him and maybe you? But Stu seemed unashamed as hell.

Stu finally zipped himself up. "So, are we doing this again?"

You cringed. "Stu I don't know this was like a one time thing so...Maybe later? All I know is we are NEVER letting this get out."

"Aw, where's the fun in that?"

Randy coughed and looked away as he mumbled at Stu. "Seriously man, what happens in the woods stays in the woods."

Stu rolled his eyes with a smirk. "You prudes. It was fun! Not my fault Randy was a cuck and YN is a bit of a kinkier girl than what she wants to say-" He got up. "Okay, Imma take a leak. You guys better not do anything without me…AGAIN."

You and Randy both sat there awkwardly smiling and trying to form the words for what happened and what this meant going forward.

Meanwhile, Stu quickly rushed a ways away from the bonfire with a wicked grin on his face. Pulling out his flip phone he just got that had really become smaller than the cellular he and Billy used last year.

He giggled as he typed up Billy's number. Randy just was desperate for female attention especially after they murdered Sid, Stu liked you but he also just liked sex and anyone giving him attention if he was being honest but Billy? He genuinely had a crush on you for years but you never realized it. Stu knew Billy would probably kick his ass but it was worth it.

"Hey Billy boy…Guess what I juusstt diiid…And with who."

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Ethan Landry x Reader

If it was your Halloween party.

Deweys daughter, not with gale, though, with this girl called Candice.

Your brother is called Charlie.

Tw

Murder

Details of injury

Blaming yourself for your dad's death.

Everyone I knew was coming tonight, and I mean, I can't blame them, charlie and I always throw the best Halloween parties.

I stand waiting at the door for Tara and her friendgroup, Tara's my bestfriend, I'm a week older than her. She moved here six or seven months ago after what happened in Woodsboro, but my mom didn't let her and Sam move in with us after they found out who Sam's dad was, also my mom blames them for my dad's death.

She claims that even though they weren't together, she still loved him and the peace she got when it was my weekend at his house.

"Y/n hey!" Tara gasps as she quickly pulls me in for a hug. God, you couldn't tell we only saw each other only hours ago at school.

"Hi." I tell her laughing as Chad, Mindy, Anika, and Ethan walk in.

I've known ethan and anika almost my whole life, anika is one of my closest friends, and ethan is my boyfriend, i still get nervous saying that.

"So this is the infamous Riley Halloween party?" Mindy asks as she looks around my house with a small smirk on her face.

"Yep, ethan and I have spent every Halloween here since we knew y/n."anika gushes as she grabs onto mindys arm, which makes me smile.

Our friendgroup is full of couples.

You have Ethan and I, the first couple of the friendgroup, so we get called the originals.

You have Mindy and Anika, the two who got together in almost a week of knowing each other, so they get called the rushers.

And you've got Chad and Tara, the two who are so clearly in love, but neither of them will admit it, so they get called the deniers.

"So, where's the drink table?" Chad asks, and I point towards where about half the party stands, at our large dining table filled of plastic cups and drinks.

"Thanks." He says, nodding at me before him and Tara walk to the table, and mindy and anika walk towards my sofa, which leaves ethan and I standing at the door.

"Cute costume." I tell him with a smile, and he looks at me with a disappointed look on his face.

"Where's your costume?" He asks, motioning to my clothes I wore earlier at school.

"I couldn't pick one." I cry, and he stares at me confused.

"You have more than one costume?" He quizzes as he raises his eyebrows at me.

"Well, yeah, one for the party and then one for actual Halloween."I answer and he nods, I love Halloween.

"Do you want me to help you pick a costume?" He then asks, and I nod and grab his hand, quickly running up the stairs and leading him into my room, but when I open the door I see a couple making out on my bed.

"You two need to leave." I say as ethan laughs.

"No, you two can find a different room to bang in. This one's ours." The girl says trying to shoo us and I clear my throat.

"This is my room, so if we want to bang in it, then we don't need a reservation." I tell them and they both quickly look at me and gasp.

"Y/n hi! Great party." They say before they run out and run downstairs, clearly embarrassed.

As I lead ethan into my room, I close the door and lock it behind us so no other couple can't barge in here and try to have sex on my bed.

"So, my first costume is Cher from clueless." I say as I lay out the yellow costume on my bed.

"And the other one is a police woman costume.." I tell him, and he thinks for a moment as I turn to face him.

"Police woman tonight, Cher tomorrow." Ethan tells me as he nods, and I grab the pirate costume in one of my hands, and I motion for him to turn and face my door, which he quickly does before before I start changing.

Once I'm done, I stare at myself in my mirror and can't help but picture my dad.

"Can I turn now?" Ethan awkwardly asks and I laugh, completely forgetting he was turned around.

"Yeah sorry." I apologise and he turns to me and smiles.

"You look really gorgeous." Ethan tells me, and I blush but smile and take a step closer to him as I place my hands on his shoulders.

"So do you." I tell him before I try to kiss him, but his cardboard helmet makes it impossible to.

"Shit, sorry." He laughs as he takes off his helmet before he kisses me.

I kiss back and laugh before chad begins to bang on my door.

"Come on, we have a problem!" He screams and I unlock my door and stare at him confused.

"What?" I ask as I stare at him.

"Sam just tazed one of Charlie's friends." He exclaims before he runs back downstairs.

I turn to ethan and motion for him to grab my hat before I run downstairs and out the front door, ethan following close behind.

When we get out of my house, I turn to ethan as he places his hat on my head and my hat on his, which makes me laugh.

"Why did you come? Wouldn't it have made more sense if you stayed at your house?" Anika asks, laughing, and I nod but shrug.

"Just wanted to stretch my legs." I tell her and mindy let's out a small laugh.

"Ethan, do you wanna stay at my house tonight?" I ask, feeling slightly uncomfortable at the fact all of Charlie's friends will probably stay over.

"Will your mom and stepdad care?" He asks, and I shake my head.

"They're at their friends' house in florida for some Halloween thing." I tell him, and he nods and wraps an arm around me.

As an argument breaks out between Tara and Sam, I can't help but listen and side with Tara, I mean. Its upto Tara if she wants to move on from what happened to us, especially since she's only 19, she can't spend her full life mourning over what happened.

I mean, I watched my dad get gutted in front of me and literally watched his intestines fall from his body as he told me to cover my eyes, but I moved on easy.

And suddenly, a full glass of some drink is thrown over Sam, and I slap a hand over my mouth in shock as the girl then screams murderer, before she points at me.

"You better watch y/n. She got your dad murdered. She might get you killed, too." She yells, and I quickly lunge at the girl, trying to hit her, but Tara quickly grabs me and stops me.

"Don't say that about my dad!" I scream to the girl and her friend that's recording.

I stare at the news in shock as it tells us that Greg and Jason, two boys we go to school with, were brutally murdered and the only thing left at the crime scene was a ghostface mask.

"Tara go pack, we leave in ten minutes." Sam calls to her and Tara shakes her head.

"No, Sam, no. I'm not abandoning my education and fleeing the state just because two people were murdered." Tara argues, and Sam stares at her.

"You knew them, Tara." Sam reminds her and again Tara shakes her head.

"Barley!" She again argues.

"Chad, mindy, anika, ethan, y/n. Back me up here, " sam yells and we all shrug.

"They were close to home."

"We spoke before."

"I sat next to him in film studies."

Is some of what we all said, and Tara glares at us before Sam's phone begins to ring, and Chad, mindy, and I shoot each other a small look and anika and Tara stare at the phone.

"Why did everyone panic the minute her phone started to ring?" Ethan asks, clearly confused, and Chad's jaw drops as he stares between ethan and I, whilst I practically sit on top of him because there's two of us squeezed onto a single seater couch.

"Come on, man, you're literally dating the daughter of Dewey Riley himself, and you don't understand all of this?" Chad gasps.

The minute quinn hears the 'daughter of dewey riley' her head snaps up to stare at me with a Suspicious look on her face.

"Quinn, can you call your dad and tell him I've got nothing to do with this?" Sam calls, and she nods, her eyes lingering on me for a second more before she pulls out her phone and calls her dad.

"What does it mean when your phone rings during all of this?" Ethan asks me as he stares at me.

"If you were ghostfaces next victim, they'd call you and go 'what's your scary movie.' So now we're all gonna be mega paranoid about our phones." I tell him, and he just gasps and nods.

Shortly after, Tara and Sam leave to head to the police station ethan and I leave and walk back to my house, which is now suspiciously empty seeing as there was a party going on hours ago, although the place is completely trashed, but if I'm gonna be honest I don't have the energy to clean it up, so instead ethan and I head upstairs to my room where we put on the movie 'Hocus Pocus' which is the movie we've watched every Halloween together.

Around halfway into the movie, my phone starts ringing.

Normally, I wouldn't answer it as I find being on your phone during a movie is rude, but ethan has been asleep almost since the movie has started, so I pick up my phone and stare at the caller.

The caller ID of 'Dad🤴🏻💞' shows on my phone and I gasp, knowing exactly who it'll be once I answer, but it means they're in my house.

So if I don't answer, then they'll come into my room and try to kill both ethan and I, but if I answer it and go downstairs then it'll only be me they come after.

Pressing answer and holding the phone upto my ear, I wait for the person to start talking.

'Hello y/n.' The voice croaks down my phone.

I carefully sit up, raising my head slowly off of ethans chest, trying not to wake ethan before I quickly leave my room and stand in my hallway, looking left and right for any suspicious looking closed door.

"Dad? Your voice has changed." I say, playing with the caller who only laughs.

"You and I both know I'm not your dad." It says, and I suddenly hear footsteps coming from downstairs, so i quickly run down the stairs so it doesn't come upstairs.

"Where's your boyfriend?" The voice asks, so the person must be close to me to know ethan is my boyfriend.

"He went back to his dorm." I say as I turn the corner into one of the halls, and I'm met with the back of a ghostface.

Without thinking, i charge at it and jump onto its back, which doesn't move the ghostface, and instead causes it to stab a knife into my thigh, twisting it around slightly.

I let out a blood curdling scream, but I continue to hit the back of the ghostfaces head and shoulders, trying to do anything to faze it.

I then get a knife directly through the palm of my hand, just like Tara did last year which causes me to lose my grip on the ghostface and fall backwards onto the floor, now sliding my back along the carpet trying to get as far away from it as I can.

As I lift my hand to my face to look at the damage, I realise I can see the person with the costume on through my palm and I begin screaming, yelling, banging the floor with my feet hoping ethan will hear me.

And he does, and he comes flying downstairs, and the minute the ghostface sees him, it sprints away, almost as if it's scared of ethan.

"Y/n! Shit are you okay!?" Ethan screams as he drops to his knees at my side and clutches my wrist of the hand that has been stabbed, ignoring the fact his fingers are getting covered in blood.

"I'm fine." I say as I sit up properly and nod at him.

"Why didn't you wake me up!?" He then yells, clearly angry at the fact he could've stopped me from getting hurt, and suddenly Charlie and his friends walk in and Charlie stops in his tracks.

"What the fuck did you do to my sister!?" Charlie yells as he quickly walks over to ethan and I.

"Charlie! It wasn't him. It was ghostface." I quickly say before Charlie's eyes widen and he drops to my side and stares at my hand.

"Did it stab you anywhere else?" He quizzes, and I tilt my head down to my thigh where there's a clear stab wound, and he slaps a hand over his mouth before he removes it.

"Leon! Phone an ambulance." Charlie yells to his friend, and almost instantly, he's dialling 911 and talking to the operator.

"They're sending an ambulance and a few police cars. They said we should all stay together here in case it comes back." Leon says once he sits his phone down.

I nod and try to stand up to sit on the sofa, but the pain in my leg gets too sore, and i have to let ethan and Charlie help me up and help me walk over to the sofa.

Once the police are done taking my statement and the nurses are done bandaging my hand and leg and giving me a pair of crutches, they leave.

"The fucks the point of giving me crutches if I can't even close my hand?" I ask as I stare between the crutches and my now bandaged hand and everyone laughs.

"Y/n, I think you should stay at my dorm tonight, if that's okay with you." Ethan tells me before he looks up at Charlie, asking for his permission.

"Only if y/n wants to, and if anything goes wrong, you phone me." Charlie says, and I nod.

"Okay, let's go before it gets any darker." Ethan says as he helps me stand up and begin walking with the crutches.

When we get to his dorm, he opens the door and holds it for me as I walk in, my hand in pure agony from using these, but I'd rather a sore hand than a sore leg.

Chad looks at me confused.

"Ghostface attacked me." I tell him, and he goes to nod, but then his eyes widen, and his jaw drops.

"Are you okay? Was it bad?" Chad asks as I sit on their sofa and drop my crutches to the floor, happy that I don't need to grip onto them anymore.

"Me and Tara have matching wounds now." I tell him as I flash my bandaged hand

"Y/n, I'm being serious. Are you okay?" Chad asks again and I nod.

"Yeah, I'm just more upset. The prick phoned me, and it said it was from my dad's number." I tell him and ethan turns to me confused, he didn't even know that.

"I knew it wasn't my dad calling, but I answered it anyway because I wanted to hear his voice. I wanted him to tell me he was okay and that he got out of that hospital alive." I say, my voice now cracking as tears begin to pour.

Which is when I realise I've never cried in front of ethan or Chad before, so I try to stop, which only makes me cry more.

Ethan, my poor boy who doesn't know what to do, just quickly runs to my side on the sofa and pulls me into a tight hug, pushing my head into his chest.

"Please don't cry." He whispers, and I nod and hug back, being careful of my leg and my hand.

"Did the ghostface say anything that might yknow, give away who it is?" Chad goes onto ask, and I pull away from the hug and turn and stare at him.

"All it said is 'Where's your boyfriend', which could mean anyone, because everyone knows about me and ethan.

"We'll find out who it is." He tells me before he falls backwards onto his bed where he then falls asleep.

"What he said is true. We will find who it was." Ethan says as he presses a kiss to my forehead before he carries me to his bed which causes me to laugh.

I stare at mindy as she bounces off of her seat, she called an 'important meeting' with everyone, which means Quinn is there, and I don't really like quinn.

She gives me iffy vibes.

"Okay, nerds, listen up." She begins, and I stare at her with a small smile on my face.

"As terrifying as this all is, I'm actually glad I get the chance to redeem myself by not calling the killers last time. The way I see it, someone is out to make a sequel to the requel." She continues, but Anika quickly clears her throat.

"Uhm, what's a requel?" She asks but mindy shakes her head.

"You're beautiful, sweetie, but let's leave questions to the end. Stab One took place in Woodsboro Stab Two took place in college." Mindy tells us before motioning to where we are, outside our university.

"So we think that the killer is trying to copy the movies?" Tara asks from beside me and mindy shrugs.

"That is one possibility. The hero is now in college and check." Mindy says, pointing at Tara.

"Suspicious new characters are brought in to round out the suspect list and / or body count. Check, check, check." She then says, pointing at Anika, Quinn and Ethan, she doesn't point at me though because I was there when this all blew off last year.

"I don't like this." Ethan quietly says as his grip around my waist tightens slightly.

"But it can't just be about stab two." I call to mindy, and she points at me and nods.

"Why not?" Tara quizzed and mindy sighs.

"It would make sense if this were just a sequel, but we're not in a sequel because nobody just makes sequels anymore. Were in a franchise. And there are certain rules to continuing franchise." Mandy exclaims, sounding really excited about the fact that we are now in a franchise.

Sam tilts her head down and groans, "I had a feeling."

"Rule one. Everything is bigger than last time. Bigger budget, biggest cast, bigger body count, longer chases, shootouts, beheadings you gotta top what came before to keep people coming back." Mindy begins to explain, and I look at her and smile, I can see why my dad liked her uncle Randy so much if she acts like him.

"Beheadings?" Chad asks, as he looks rather terrified.

Mindy raises her eyebrows as she begins to talk again. "Beheadings. Rule two, Whatever happened last time, expect the opposite. Franchise only survives by subturning expectations. If the killer last time were whiny snowflake film nerds with letterbox to count instead of personalities, you can bet the opposite to be true here. And rule three, no one is safe. Legacy characters? Cannot even bothers at this point, usually brought back only to be killed off in some cheap bid for nostalgia. It's not looking too good for Gale and kirby.. Oh, that's not even the worst part."

"Oh, this is the part where she tells us the worst part." Chad says as he points at mindy.

"The worst part is franchises are just continuing episodic instalments designed to boost an IP, which means maim characters are completely expendable now, too. That means it's not just the friendgroup. Any of us could go at any time, especially Sam and Tara, and clearly y/n." Mindy says, bringing up my attack without actually bringing it back.

"Wait, wait, any of us?" Ethan asks in a panic and we all nod.

"Yeah?" Mindy asks as she shoots him a 'what part of this are you not getting?' Look.

"Wait, am I in the friend group?" Ethan then asks and I turn to him in utter shock.

"Well, obviously." I gasp, and his eyes widen.

"So am I one of the targets?" He then goes onto ask.

I let out a small 'mhm' and ethan looks around the group in pure horror.

"Am I gonna die a virgin!?" He exclaims, and I slap my non bandaged hand over my mouth in pure embarrassment for both ethan and also slightly for me as the group falls into an awkward silence, before chad turns and stares at me dead in the eyes.

"You two have been together long before we all moved here, and he's still a virgin!?" Chad screams, which makes us all laugh.

"That was a weird overshare, but it brings us to our current suspects. Ethan is the shy dorky guy that no one suspects because he's so shy and dorky." Mindy begins as she looks at ethan and points an accusing finger which causes me to laugh.

"Okay, wait, why am I on the suspect list? Because I was randomly Chad's roommate? Or because I just so happen to be dating one of the other targets?" He gasps.

"Roommate lottery can be juked. You could've fixed it to get next to us." She scoffs before she turns to quinn.

"Quinn, the slutty room mate, the horror movie classic." She then accuses and quinn glares at her.

"Sex positive, but thank you?" Quinn says sarcastically, and I turn and face ethan, whose face is clearly panicked, so I quickly kiss his cheek, and he's smiling again.

"So how did you come to live with Sam and Tara?" Mindy asks quinn.

"I saw their ad online." Quinn answers and mindy laughs.

"Okay, say no more. You've already implicated yourself enough." Mindy says, shaking her head.

"It was an anonymous ad mindy, and you know her dad's a cop." Tara argues for mindy.

"Okay, and that doesn't mean anything because having a cop dad is a great cover-up. Do you not remember how these movies work, Tara?" Mindy asks as she shakes her head clearly disappointed.

"Is mindy always like this?" Quinn asks and we all nod.

"And finally, anika. Never trust the love interest." She says as she shoots me a small glance when she says,'Never trust the love interest.'

"Okay so we have our rules, and we have our suspects." Sam says nodding.

"Wait, wait. What about you guys? I shouldn't be on the suspect list. I was there when y/n got attacked." Ethan argues and I turn and stare at him.

"I mean, I think it's pretty safe to rule out the five of us who went through this last year in woodsboro." I snap at him.

"Agreed." Chad adds and I turn and smile at him.

"Uhm, not agreed. What if the trauma you all went through caused one or more of you to snap, like y/n watched her dad literally get sliced open infront of her, I wouldn't blame her if she snapped." Quinn says, and Tara and I both start glaring at her.

"Yeah, you caught me there. I turned into a phsyco murderer after my auntie and dad were both killed by the same cult of killers, so last night I actually attacked myself." I tell her sarcastically and mindy laughs.

"Or the feelings you got from the killings made you thirsty for more. I mean, to be honest, here some of the theories online about Sam are..." ethan adds to quinns bullshit theory and almost in sync everyone turns and glares at ethan.

"Don't you fucking dare." Tara warns and he quickly nods.

"Okay, she's right, though. Face facts, if we're all suspects." Anika then says, motioning to her, quinn and ethan. "Then we're all suspects." She finishes as she points at the rest of us, and we all nod. She has a point.

Once we've all finished discussing the whole thing about who's the killer and who isn't, we all decide it'd be safer if we all stayed together tonight, safety in numbers as Sam said.

"I can't. I have econ." Ethan announces to the group before he turns on his phone and checks the time.

"It starts in an hour." He then tells us, and we all nod before Chad's stomach rumbles.

"God, I'm starving." He sighs, and we all nod in agreement before him and Tara walk to the food van, saying they'll get us all some fries and stuff to share.

"I'm sorry for what I said earlier about you being a main suspect, it wasn't aimed at you, I don't know why I said it I just don't want to be on anyone's suspect list incase you then think im a ghostface and we break up." Ethan tells me in a panic, and I turn my whole body to face him and cup his face using my non stabbed hand and smile at him.

"Ethan, you had a point in what you said. And trust me, even if you were on everyone's suspect list, I wouldn't break up with you until there was raw in the flesh evidence on you being the killer." I tell him and he instantly begins to smile.

"I love you." He states, and I nod.

"I love you too." I tell him before I quickly kiss him, and he kisses back before I hear Sam clearing her throat.

"How's your leg and hand?" She asks me, and I turn to her and shrug.

"I mean, walking hurts my leg so i use the crutches, but then to use the crutches, I have to grip them with both of my hands so well, they're both agonising." I tell her laughing and she just frowns.

"You should've stayed at our apartment." She says shaking her head.

"Then there would've been two ghostfaces at once." I tell her, and she then just bites the inside of her cheek.

"Y/ns still the top of my list." Quinn states, and I look at her and shrug.

"I don't care. You're at the top of mine, I was at the party when the first two killings happened, then I was at my house when Sam and Tara got attacked last night, so Where's your alibi?" I quiz, and she quickly looks away and falls silent, which only heightens my suspicions.

Just as ethan is leaving for econ, we're all leaving to go to Sam and Tara's apartment, so he helps me get to my feet and hands me my crutches before he cups my face and kisses me.

I kiss back before he breaks the kiss and points his finger at me.

"I want you to call me if anything goes wrong, keep your phone off silent, and always answer my texts." He warns and I nod before I kiss him again.

"I'll see you once you're done." I tell him, and then he nods and walks off, smiling like an idiot.

As we sit in Sam's apartment, Chad, Mindy, Tara, Sam, and I all stand in a circle and just stare between ourselves.

"So were the core five." Chad tells us and we all fake gag and stare at him.

"You can not just give yourself a nickname." Mindy gags.

"Well, I can, because I just did. Core five!" He exclaims as he raises his hand to Tara for a Highfive, which she declines, as do the rest of us and Chad stares at the floor upset, before anika calls us through the living room, I glance at the TV for a second and it's the news with the heading 'prime suspect, Samantha carpenter.'

And then I get a snap from ethan, and it's a photo of him pulling a face in the Econ Hall, and I smile and save it in chat before I send him a snap of me standing with mindy, but thats when I hear the TV cut off and Sam storm away, so I send the snap before turning to ask Tara what happened but I see she's not there, so I walk to Chad.

"I know it sounds crazy, but I think quinn is one of the killers." I whisper to him, being really careful only he can hear me because quinn is in the room only next door.

He looks at me and nods before him, mindy, and I walk to the table where Sam and Tara now sit.

After a few minutes of giving her some pep talks, mindy sighs.

"We are the core fucking five." She tells us before gagging and Chad claps his hands and we all cheer before Sam clears her throat.

"I've been sleeping with cute boy across the hall." She tells us, and we all scream and Highfive before Danny, the cute boy begins to call her and mindy steals her phone and pretends to answer, and then Tara steals it and let's out a small laugh.

"Hello? What are your intentions with my sister." She quizzes to the thin air as the phone continues to ring, Sam offendedly steals her phone, as quinn begins to let out large screams and I raise my eyebrows.

"Looks like her and contestant number eight are having fun." I tell everyone, and they all let out a small laugh until our phones go off in sync, and it's quinn being attacked by a ghostface, in a panic I run through to quinns door and I see anika looking at her phone in shock as she begins to approach the door, and mindy goes to yell at her to get back but it's too late, quinns dead body gets flung at her before ghostface steps out of the door.

We all let out shocked screams as the ghostface goes towards anika and mindy tries to put herself between them, but the ghostface quickly slashes mindys arm and grabs anika, pinning her to a wall and stabbing her lower stomach and twisting the knife in it.

As Sam runs into the kitchen, I spot that there's no more knives in the holder, so she just grabs the whole holder and smashes it over ghostfaces head and it drops to the floor.

"In there!" Mindy screams as we run into Quinns room, or well, I try to run as fast as I can on crutches. and close the door behind us, Chad and Tara now being nowhere to be seen.

"Are you two alright?" I ask, and mindy nods, but anika sits on quinns bed and grabs her lower stomach. She's losing a lot of blood fast.

Sam quickly spots Danny at his window and opens quinns window, and as she turns her head to the side, she realises there's another wide open door.

"Y/n! The door!" She screams and I nod and quickly run towards the door, and as I walk in the bathroom, I see a cut up naked man.

"Shit, he's dead!" I scream before I remember the door, and as I begin to close it, someone begins pushing it open.

Someone much much stronger than me.

I turn my head around the door to make sure it isn't Chad or Tara but as I guessed it's a ghostface and when it sees me, it stops pushing as much which gives mindy and I enough time to slam it shut in its face and then we slam the door to the bathroom shut, locking it.

Which gave the ghostface enough time to run back to the original door and start banging on it, so mindy and I grab quinns dresser and push it infront of the door, allowing us enough time to think of an escape route, which Danny clearly has as he pushes a ladder over to our side and Sam turns to us.

"You guys need to go first. You're all injured. It'll take longer." Sam offers and we all shake our heads.

"Sam, go." Mindy says as she sits on the bed, her arm bleeding quite a lot, but not as much as anikas stomach.

As Sam begins climbing over the ladder, I pull out my phone and dial 911, just screaming help before ending it, and then I begin messaging ethan, explaining what's happening.

Once Sam's over, she tells me it's my turn and I just stare helplessly.

"My crutches!" I scream, I'm not too sure if I'll be able to walk without them as it hurts even walking with them.

"Y/n! Just come on!" Sam screams and I drop my crutches to the floor and slowly begin crawling over the ladder, which hurts my hand mainly as I have to grip on so I don't fall off.

Nerves fill my system as I look down at the dark alley that I'm climbing over and gulp.

"Y/n! Don't look down. Just look at me." I hear my dad say, and I look at the window confused, and I see my dad smiling at me, but Sam and Danny don't see him so I know I'm imagining it, but it helps me get to the end of the ladder where Danny helps me in and I stand and stare out of the window, putting all my weight on my good leg as mindy begins to crawl over, but I'm crying too much to see.

I just heard my dad talk .

But when it's anikas turn the tears stop and I'm more focused on if she'll get over.

She gets roughly halfway when ghostface breaks through the door and jams it's knife in the windowsill where it begins to shake the ladder.

"Anika, come on, you have to move!" We all scream, and Sam reaches out her hand, and anika grabs it, but then the ghostface begins violently shaking the ladder and anika goes flying towards the floor of the alley, but on her way down she hits her head off of a dumpster which kills her instantly, and I double over and vomit everywhere.

When I see ethan, I instantly begin sobbing again but Chad pins him to a van.

"Where the fuck were you man!?" He screams.

"He was at econ, I have snaps of him at it from last night." I quietly say as I toss Chad my unlocked phone.

"My sister gets stabbed, quinn gets killed, and you're a no-show!" Chad screams before ethan notices me in the ambulance and quickly rushes over, but stops in his tracks when he sees the body bag being pulled out of the alley.

"Who?" He quizzes.

"Anika." Mindy whispers and he stares at her.

"I am so sorry." Ethan apologises before he climbs over mindy to me where he pulls me in a tight hug and slowly strokes my hair, and I begin to sob my eyes out again.

"Oh, sweetheart, it's okay. I'm here now." Ethan whispers as I hold onto him tighter.

"I should've ditched econ and stayed with you." He sighs angrily, and I don't say anything, but I close my eyes and listen to his heartbeat when I hear gale clear her throat.

"Y/n, hi." She speaks, and I turn to her and glare at her.

"Hear to make my dad's death about you again?" I quiz, and she widens her eyes.

"I don't know what you mean." She defends as she shakes her head.

"Oh my god, I read your fucking book. You made it out as if nobody else cared that my dad died. Actually, you said, and I quote, 'dewey sacrificed himself for me, I know he did because I was the only person he cared about.' He was my dad gale, he sacrificed himself for me and Tara, you weren't even there when he done it!" I scream angrily at her and she shakes her head.

"He still loved me. Part of it was to do with me." Gale argues.

"Ghostface never came after you till you stuck your nose in everyone's fucking business! My dad didn't only care about me god your so selfish. Your righting isn't even that fucking good!" I yell at her.

"Here we are, a year down the line, and you're making it out as if you're the only person who loved your dad." Gale sighs, and I lunge at her, my fist aiming for her face, but ethan grabs my waist and pulls me back in the ambulance and onto his lap.

"Not while the police are about." He whispers into my ear, and Gale quickly walks off.

"Y/n, you should've just done it. I was rooting for you." Mindy sighs as she turns and looks at me.

As we walk into the ghostface collection or something, I stare around and gasp at everything that's there, before my eyes fall on the part about my dad.

Gripping my crutches as tight as I can, no matter how sore it is on my hand, I walk over to the glass case and let out a small gasp.

There's photos of my dad, Charlie and I.

There's photos of only my dad.

And there's photos and drawings of his dead body, along with the knife that killed him.

And behind it, it's the clothes he was wearing when he got stabbed, the rips still in the clothes.

"Oh my god." I cry as my grip on my crutches end totally as they drop to the floor and I stare at the glass case with tears streaming down my face.

"Y/n!" Ethan yells as he runs behind me and grabs my waist to steady me.

"Shit, is that your dad?" He then quizzes and I slowly nod as I stare at it.

"I haven't even seen half of these photos." I mutter as my hand traces over where the photos of me and my dad are.

"Holy shit." I hear gale gasp as she walks beside me and stares down at all the photos.

"Y/n, I'm sorry, what I said and what I wrote in my book was extremely selfish, I knew your dad loved you and Charlie so much, he only spoke about you two and all attention was on the both of you when you both came down, and I wasn't the one that watched him get killed. You were." Gale states from beside me and I turn to her with a small smile on my face.

"After what happened, I still called you my stepdaughter to everyone. I wanted to call you and ask you to come stay over, but I never could." Gale tells me and I just smile wider and hug her.

"I still call you my stepmom." I cry as my leg fires up in pain but I push it to the back of my mind as Gale hugs me back.

"I missed you." She cries as gently rubs my back.

"I missed you too." I tell her before she breaks the hug and nods before walking off.

"Y/n, what actually happened that night with your dad? You've just never told me, and I understand if you don't want to." Ethan quickly asks, and I stare at him and just nod.

"It was my weekend to spend at my dads house, and when I got there, he told Charlie and I what had happened with Tara, I've known Tara since she lived in woodsboro because we were the same age, and my dad told us about how if he needs to help them, he will because he knows how close I was with Tara and no matter how much I protested he wouldn't listen." I begin.

The hospital was dark, and the lights were flickering on and off as I tried to help Sam get Tara towards the elevator, but that's when I hear gun shots and I suddenly stop dead in my tracks, and turn around but I sigh a quick sigh of relief when I realise my dad shot down the ghost face.

I watch my dad, my hero as he clicks the elevator to go to floor one, but he quickly hugs me and kisses the top of my head before stepping out the elevator.

"Dewey, no, get back in the elevator! What are you doing!?" Sam screams.

"You have to shoot them in the head. Otherwise, they'll come back." My dad says as he shakes his head, pulling his gun out of his pocket.

"Who gives a fuck about that?" Sam asks in shock.

"I do." He says, turning away before the elevator begins to close, except it doesn't close fully. It stays open only centimetres from being shut fully and doesn't move downwards.

I watch as the tears stream down my face as my dad takes all the bullets out of his gun and puts a special type in, before he approaches the ghostface, but his phone begins to ring so he goes to look down at it when the ghostface springs to life and stabs the knife through his lower stomach.

"Dad!" I scream.

"Y/n! Close your eyes, I love you." My dad screams and I do everything I can to pry the doors open, to try get to him.

But I can't, I stand useless when the second knife is stabbed into his lower back, only moments before the ghostface begins to pull the knives upwards, causing gallons of blood to pour from his stomach and he collapses to his knees, dropping his gun and phone in the progress.

"Dad, get up!" I scream, my throat aching from the amount I've been screaming, and the tops of my fingers are now bleeding from the amount I've been prying at the metal doors.

"Whats he doing!?" I cry as I turn to look at Sam, Tara and Richie who just shrug because they can't see out the door.

When I turn back to look through the hole, my dad's dead on the floor, and the ghostface is walking towards the door, but just like magic the door shuts and we begin moving downwards as I drop to my knees.

"I still blame myself for it, I think that maybe if I begged him to stay that he would've just this once, that if I was a little stronger I could've opened the doors and saved him." I tell ethan through sobs, and he just holds onto me tightly.

"Y/n, your dad was a hero." Ethan corrects before he lets go of me and opens the glass case, taking all the photos of him and me, or me him and Charlie out and handing me them.

"Fuck this stupid shrine." He tells me and I nod.

As I sit in kirbys van, sharing a beanbag with ethan, mindy rolls her eyes.

"What're you going to do? Trace the calls? It never works its always 'keep them on a little longer, I've almost got it.' And then they hang up." Mindy says scoffing and kirby looks at her with a smirk.

"I'll have you know I can trace calls in fifteen seconds or less." Kirby says and mindy throws her hands up in defence leaving her alone.

"Cheeto?" Ethan asks, and I nod, taking one out of his bag and carefully eating it, but the thought of eating right now makes me feel physically sick, but I also can't help it because I'm starving.

When we find out ghostface is at gales house, I realise there's probably a slim chance she's getting out alive.

"We need to go to the hospital and wait for her." I gasp and everyone looks at me.

"Please." I beg, and kirby rolls her eyes slightly but climbs in the passenger seat where she drives to the hospital.

As I sit in the waiting room against a wall so I don't take up any seats for people to need it, I rest my head against ethans shoulder and instantly fall asleep, realising I've not slept in almost two days.

When I wake up, Tara is shaking me telling me we need to go back to her apartment for a while so Sam can pick up some money, and then we need to take public trains to the theatre with all the ghost face stuff and I nod and sit up, realising ethan fell a sleep with me.

"Ethan." I say shaking him gently and he yawns and opens his eyes.

"We need to go." I say and he nods and quickly stands up before offering down one of his hands to help me get to his feet.

As we get pushed around by people at the train station, I grip onto Tara's hand with my hand that isn't bandaged, so I don't lose her, and once we're in the train I realise ethan and mindy aren't here.

"Hey guys? Where's ethan and mindy?" I ask in a hurry as my head snaps around the train as the lights start flashing, and it brings me back all the memories of that night at the hospital.

"I had a hold of mindy and cute boy over here pulled me back." Chad says as he turns and glares at Danny.

"We got told not to split up." I cry, my breath quickening as I see all the ghostface costumes and the flashing lights.

"Are you alright?" Danny asks confused and I shake my head.

"I need to sit down." I tell him, my breath still quickening and we quickly look around to find an empty seat but we can't find one.

"Excuse me, I don't mean to cause any hassle, but could you please let my friend sit there? She's taking a panic attack and needs to sit down." Danny asks a random man, and he nods and stands up, and Tara quickly pushes me in the chair, taking my crutches from me.

I quickly bring my knees to my chest and hide my head inbetween my knees, covering my ears with my hands so all I can hear is my heartbeat.

"Y/n, it's okay. Just breathe, you know I'm always here with you." I hear my dad whisper.

"I can't just breathe dad, I miss you." I mumble under my breath so nobody can hear.

"I miss you too, but now is not your time, so I'll do everything I can so you don't die. You're not dying on my watch. I love you, y/n." He says before he's gone again, and so is that feeling of panic.

I open my eyes and quickly pull out my phone, staring at the screen and not looking up in case the lights bring me back to that dark place, and I quickly begin messaging ethan.

Me

You got on the train behind us right?

Ethan😚🫶

Yep, I'm only five minutes behind you don't worry.

Me

Mindy with you too?

Ethan😚🫶

Yeah, but she's convinced I'm ghostface, so she's not standing with me she's down at one of the doors, but I can see her so don't worry, I'll see you soon.

Me

Keep me updated.

Ethan😚🫶

Obviously, I will, I love you sweetie stay safe❤️.

Me

You stay safe too, I love you.

Finally we arrive at the shrine, and Sam tells Danny that he can't come in with us because she doesn't trust her and my heart shatters a little for him but I also get where she's coming from, so we walk in without him.

"So, what have we got for weapons?" Sam asks and kirby laughs.

"We've got one gun, which I'll be keeping. Only one with a badge, only one with a gun." She states, and I look at her kinda confused, but shake my head anyways.

Once we all spread out, I make sure nobody can see what I'm doing whilst I quickly run to the glass case where my dad's stuff sits and I take the knife, hiding it in my pocket so nobody can see it, but leaving the gun seeing as there's no bullets in it so its pretty much useless to anyone.

Suddenly, I am feeling extremely scared being alone, I run to the room Chad and Tara are in, dropping my crutches on the way there as i realise i could move a lot quicker without them.

Where I see ghostface trying to stab them and I shout them over and they both sprint to me, before we take off screaming to find out where Sam is.

We finally find her and kirby, but the ghostface stabs kirby, and she falls to the floor, I'm assuming she's dead, and we begin to run in the direction of the room Chad and Tara were just in.

When we make it there, the ghostfaces run past Tara, Sam and I as if we were invisible and begin to stab Chad over and over and over and over again, which makes me feel extremely sick but I close my eyes and drown out the noise of him gagging, as Sam grabs both Tara's hand and my wrist as she's not got enough time to check what hands my cut one, as she takes us back to the main theatre area, where were quickly surrounded by the two ghostfaces, but I pull out the knife from my pocket and they slowly back up.

"That's enough you two." Detective Bailey calls as he walks in and kirby quickly sprints over to us.

"I know who the ghostface is it's bail -" She begins, and he quickly shoots her, causing her to fall to the floor again.

"You're in on this!?" Sam screams and he laughs.

"Who else would've been?" He asks raising his eyebrows.

"You both deserve what's coming because of what you have done to my son." He exclaims and I stare at him confused, so why am I here then.

"And y/n, you don't technically deserve this, but you went and got yourself tangled up in it." Bailey then tells me and I nod.

"Yeah, fair." I agree, and Tara shoots me a look.

"Wait, wait, wait, before we get the grand reveal, let me guess who the two killers are, okay?" I ask and Bailey just shrugs but nods.

"The smaller one, has to be quinn, I don't know how you managed to pull it off but I was at the top of her suspect list whilst she done nothing, and it'd make sense. You're her dad, and you're a cop, so no matter what we done, her alibi would always check off, we were all together when Gale got attacked. Plus, it'd be the perfect plot twist for this requel." I begin and Bailey raises his eyebrows at me.

"Plus, when I got attacked by the ghostface that night, I knocked its mask slightly, and I saw quinns hair, so I just didn't tell anyone because I didn't want to be killed quicker." I then add whilst Bailey smiles at me before I turn to the taller ghostface.

"And this one, I thought it was Danny, but he saved us that night, so I'm gonna have to say ethan, his proof from econ could've been fake, he was the only one not there when quinn got killed, or faked being killed." I tell Bailey, my heart shattering into a million pieces when Bailey starts laughing, whilst the ghostfaces take their masks off.

I was right about quinn, I don't even know how so I'm slightly proud of myself, but the other one haunts me.

Charlie.

"We tried to get ethan to join us, but he wouldn't. He called us sick for wanting to get revenge, he said he loved you too much to do anything to you y/n." Bailey said but I drown out his voice as I stare at Charlie.

"Charlie why?" I gasp.

"It's those two fuckers faults dad's dead y/n! And you didn't even hate them. You welcomed them with open arms." Charlie sighs.

"Mom and Tony aren't on a trip to florida are they?" I quiz as I stare at him and thats when quinn speaks up.

"Nope, I took care of them. Just like I should've killed you that night in the house!" She screams.

"God, you hardly even touched me that night, a knife to the leg and a knife through the hand? Pathetic." I tell her and she screams.

"Your dad died like a pussy!" She yells and I let out a small laugh I tilt my head to her.

"Oh yeah? So did your brother." I coo as she lunges at me, but Tara whacks her over the face with a brick as she falls to the floor, her teeth everywhere.

"You killed my son, Sam." Bailey tells us and I raise my eyebrows at him.

"Richies, your son?" Tara gasps and he laughs and nods.

"And this was his shrine, which is why you both need to die in it." He tells Tara and Sam.

"How did you manage to ask ethan to be ghost face?" I ask Bailey as what he said finally registered in my mind.

"Him and quinn are my children." Bailey tells me and I stumble backwards.

Why wouldn't ethan ever tell me he was richies brother.

As Sam begins to look around, she quickly sees a set of ladders that'll lead us upstairs and she tells me to run first, so I do.

Once I climb to the top of the ladders, I see Charlie walking over to me, his knife raised.

"Yknow y/n, you were always dad's favourite." He tells me.

"Which is why you shouldn't have let him die! You could've saved him, but no.. instead, you watched, and you lived with the fact you killed our dad!" Charlie then screams as he runs at me, his knife now aiming for my lower stomach.

"And now, you can feel what dad felt when he was killed." He whispers as he pulls his knife out of me and stabs it in a different place inches away from where he just stabbed me, and instead of pulling out, he twists it around which causes me to scream in pain as I reach for the knife in my pocket and jam it all the way into his throat, and as he falls to the floor, his knife rips my lower stomach only slightly as I pass out beside him.

"It's not your time, y/n, please wake up. Please, I don't want you here with me yet." I hear my dad whisper as I sit up and let out a large gasp, my eyes widening as I realise I'm outside with a mask on my face, giving me oxygen.

"Miss Riley, please lay back down. We're taking you to the hospital." A nurse tells me, and my head snaps all around the place, trying to find ethan, and when I see him I rip the mask off and scream his name.

"Y/n!" He yells as he runs to me and kisses me, I smile and kiss back before he pulls away.

"Are you okay? Who was it?." He quizzes, and I take a deep breath, a pain in my stomach forming, and I remember everything that happened.

"Your dad, quinn, and Charlie." I tell him as my voice breaks when I tell him Charlie.

"They killed my mom and stepdad too." I cry as the nurse pushes me into an ambulance and ethan climbs in behind me and grabs my hand, sitting on the edge of the bed.

"I should've told you he was my brother y/n, I'm so sorry. I just didn't want to scare you away, I didn't want you to stop liking me just because who my brother was." Ethan apologises and I shake my head.

"Ethan, shut up." I whisper as I laugh.

[follows-the-life-ahead]

Dangerous - Dewey Riley x fem!reader

Part one | Part two | Part three | Part four | Part five

Summary - Y/n L/n, a high school student in her senior year who lives in the small town of Woodsboro, California. She can’t really complain about her life, she’s a great student, with great friends to whom she can tell everything, well, almost everything. But what happens when a masked killer is on the loose? And one of her closest friends turns out to be the main target of the said killer? Will she be able to survive?

A/n- just a tiny little chapter :)

Info - i lost my taglist google form, so if you want to be tagged in any works comment below this post or send me a message!

Pairing - Dwight ‘Dewey’ Riley x female!reader

Word count - 1.4k

Warnings - mentions murder;

“Sidney Prescott, who escaped a vicious attack last night is the daughter of Maureen Prescott, who was brutally killed last year when convicted murderer Cotton Weary broke into their home and savagely raped and tortured the deceased. Cotton Weary is currently awaiting the appeal for the death sentence handed down after the young Sidney testified against him. She was the key witness in the state’s case against the-“

And the tv went off.

It was the morning after the attack Sidney was a victim of. You were in the kitchen of the Rileys’ household, currently eating breakfast. The news channels were going on and on about last night's attempted murder.

Taking your eyes off the tv, your gaze landed on Dewey. He put down the tv remote on the kitchen counter and proceeded to sit down at your side on the round kitchen table. When you had walked into the kitchen that morning he was on a phone call, you assumed police related, and when your gazes had met you gave him a small nod of your head as a good morning greet.

“It’s never gonna stop, is it?” Sidney spoke up, as silence filled the room. Her question was directed at Dewey.

You stopped eating, putting your sandwich down silently on the plate in front of you. You glanced at Dewey, who proceeded to tell Sidney the same thing he told you last night.

“Billy was released.” He grimaced. You swallowed thickly. The look on Sid's face was concerning you. “His cellular bill was clean. He didn’t make those calls.”

Your gaze flickered from Sid's to Dewey's face slowly. The atmosphere in the room was tense. Sidney's anxiety was palpable.

“We’re checkin’ every cellular account in the county.” Dewey continued. “Any calls made to you or Casey Becker are being cross-referenced.”

Sid's worry was getting the best of her. She shock her body as if a chill ran across her entire form, and you’re pretty sure it did.

“It’s gonna take some time, but we’ll find him.” Dewey tried to reassure Sidney. But she just looked numb.

Tatum tried to comfort her punching her slowly in the arm. “you okay?” Sidney, you noticed, tried to smile, but to no avail.

Silence filled the room once again. Everyone ate in silence. You noticed Sidney picking on her food, but decided to not mention it. You felt a pair of eyes on you. Looking to your right, you caught Dewey's gaze, who simply gave you a grimace of a smile. You did the same. He was the only thing that filled your world with a little light on this sad morning.

Dewey drove the three of you to school that morning. You sat in the back with Sid, and Tatum in the passenger seat next to Dewey. You could feel Sidney's concern radiating from her body. The car ride was silent, aside from the music Dewey put on to try and lighten up the mood.

As you reached the school’s driveway Dewey turned on the car police sirens before parking.

Dewey and Tatum opened their doors and got out of the vehicle. You pushed through Tatum's passenger seat and got out of the car, as Sid did the same on the opposite side.

Tatum had already rounded the vehicle while you were still closing the door. From where you stood you could faintly overhear Dewey trying to reassure Sidney. “Don’t worry, Sid. It’s school. You’ll be safe here.”

But as soon as you started walking to the front of the car, reporters started to launch at Sidney. You stopped near the driver's outside mirror of the car, as Dewey intervened.

“So how does it feel to be almost brutally butchered?” Asks a reporter.

Dewey immediately put himself between the lady and Sidney. “Hey, now leave her alone.” He says as he tries to maintain some distance between the woman and Sid.

“People want to know! People have the right to know!” The news journalist yelled as Sidney hurried off towards campus with Tatum following her.

“Leave her alone.” Dewey continued to interact with the reporter who barely listened to him, even if he was the law.

“How does it feel?” The woman continued.

“She just wants to get an education.” Dewey tired of not being listened to decided to stop being nice and polite for a second. “Turn that thing off.” He said as he pointed towards a cameraman that was recording Sidney from a distance.

Soon the reporters got bored as they realized they weren’t going to get any answers from Sidney and walked away.

You let out a big breath you didn’t know you were holding. You glanced at Dewey who shook his head, probably irritated by all the reporters making his job a lot more difficult than it already is. He took off his sunglasses and brought his hand up to pinch the brim of his nose, as he calmed himself and prepared for another day of interrogating students.

You adjusted your backup on your shoulder and the sudden movement made Dewey look up at you. “Hey.” He said, his demeanor much more relaxed when he saw it was you.

“Hi.” You greeted, a small smile tugging at your lips.

This was the first conversation you had since the night prior. The day had only just started and it had already been pretty eventful. You hadn’t had any time to talk. But the thing is, none of you knows what to talk about with one another. Being apart for almost a year, making it harder to know what was going on in each other's lives.

“Crazy morning, huh?” He asked, awkwardly.

“Pretty eventful, I’d say.” You answered, trying to have a normal and not at all awkward conversation. You just wanted to be able to develop that bond you had.

Dewey closed the door of his vehicle that he was leaning on and turned fully to you. “ I’ll be here today, questioning more students.” He started, “ If you see anything or overhear anything, come find me.”

“Okay.” You agreed. “I’ll be with Sid and Tatum during breaks, we agreed to meet at Tatum’s locker, so we could all be together in case anything happens.” You told him, squinting your eyes as you look up at him.

“It’s going to be okay. You’re in school, and there are police and reporters everywhere, the killer can’t do anything here.” Dewey reassured you, bringing his hand to rest on your shoulder.

His touch burned your skin through the thin cotton of your long sleeve shirt. He is gentle and warm. His eyes make you believe that nothing is going to happen to you.

“I really hope you’re right.” You sigh while nodding. As he just rubs your shoulder. A small act of affection, but that makes your heart flutter.

“I’m always right.” He says goofily. As he lets out a laugh.

You end up snorting. For the first time in almost a year, you both feel completely at ease with each other's presence, like in the old days.

“Yeah, sure you are.” You joke as well.

The bell rings, and it's time to part ways.

You looked towards the high school building. Unknowns to you, Dewey keeps his gaze on you at all times. He takes the small amount of time he has to let his eyes wander all over your face's side profile. He just hasn’t seen you in so long, he didn’t even remember how good it felt to be in your company. You just bring this sense of peace and quiet to him. It relaxes him. He wishes that when this is all over that you’ll be as close as you were one year ago.

“Well, I gotta go.” You look up at Dewey frowning a little.

“Yeah, me too.” He answered, pursing his lips. “I’ll meet you all here to take you home after school.” He says.

“See you then.” You bring your hand to his bicep and give it a squeeze. You walk towards the building, anxiety flooding through your entire body.

“Bye,” Dewey whispered as he watched you go inside the building with a small smile tugging on his lips, as his hand went up to his arm as he touched the same spot yours was just seconds ago.

He puts on his sunglasses once more and hurries off to work. Duty calls.

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[stainedstardom]

Here is a another Quinn idea 🥰

So Quinn and Fem Riley-weather Reader have kinda of a hate and love type of relationship.

So on it makes the Bailey family upset at the two girls because it's every day ( just for this Richie is still alive 😭 and Dewey 🥰) so Dewey likes to make his daughter embarrassed ( like Wes & Judy)

So Quinn loves to call Y/n "daddy's girl" to which y/n always tell her "so are you" , Quinn and the baileys they all know about her mom and dads being divorce

But that's besides the point the baileys finally sat Quinn down and had a long talk about how her and Y/n should date it makes it better for both sides.

you and your quinn ideas, i love you for them because no one else requests for her and as much as i love ethan and , writing about tara , quinn, anika , sam and mindy are so much fun for me as a bisexual women

JUST ADMIT IT

quinn bailey x fem! riley-weather! reader.

it annoyed them to no end, you and quinn had some sort of weird relationship that no one else but you two understood. it was a love-hate thing, you loved her but you hated her too.

and today was no acception

"when did you become such a bitch?" you asked her and she laughed

"oh you love me , daddys girl" you told her and richie groaned with ethan. the two brothers had to deal with listening to quinn complain about you but not in the way you would think

she complained about the fact that you wouldn't leave her mind. you haunted her dreams, haunted her and her life and she hated it. hated the way she let you get under her skin

"is this still going on?" dewey asked as he walked in with detective bailey following behind her.

"of course it is" richie stated

"y/n, honey. you just need to admit it" he told you and you snapped your head to him in an anger, warning manner. while ethan and richie had to listen to quinn complain about you, dewey had to listen to you complain about quinn.

it was a two way street.

"daddys girl" quinn snorted out

"so are you" you stated and she scoffed.

"i cant do this" she said as she stood up and you shook your head.

"ill do you one better" you told her and you walked out of the apartment. dewey followed after you as they all watched

"god damn it quinn, just tell the girl you like her" ethan groaned

"its not that simple" she retorted

"no i think it is that simple, you're just too scared" richie started in

"dad, some help here?" she begged

"im sorry quinnie but im on their side and if it makes you feel any better. she likes you too, dewey told me. she tells him everything and she likes you" he said

"so what do i do?" she asked

"go after her" ethan, richie and detective bailey all said together. quinn quickly stood up and nodded. she ran out of the apartment and after you

"Y/N" she yelled and you froze

"ill let you two talk" dewey said and he kissed your forehead as he walked off and away.

"whats up quinn?" you asked

"i like you, i really like you and ive been a complete bitch. i didn't want to show my true emotions. i should've just admitted it" she said and you stared

"say something" she begegd

"youre an idiot" you said and you pulled on her belt-loops on her pants. you kissed her and she kissed you back with a smile on her face.

"i like you too" you said into the kiss and she smiled as you did too and she continued to kiss you.

at least you admitted it

A/N: oddly long but im okay with it.

[dizscreams]

So I have something for Amber x fem reader. Reader is Dewey’s and Gales daughter. Reader has been friends with everyone for awhile (reader is very close with Tara and Sam)and reader and Amber started dating freshman year of high school. Amber is very protective of her gf. She’s also very possessive. Amber is trying to protect her gf from Richie’s ways because she’s related to a legacy. Richie forced Amber into doing this and if she didn’t Richie would killer reader. Act 3 happens when Amber shots Liv in the head and saying welcome to act 3. Before reader could run Amber pulls reader somewhere and explains why she was doing all of this to protect her gf. And that she killed Dewey and had no other choice. And reader says I’m still in love with you no matter what. Reader also says to Amber nothing in this world can change the way I feel about you. And in the kitchen scene with Amber, Sid, and Gale reader hears Amber scream and struggle and sees her mom holding a gun at Amber about to pull the trigger but reader tackles her mom and starts to protect and help Amber. Gale confused so is Sidney and Sam. Idk how to finish it but maybe you can help out with the ending. And adding part of the ending is where Amber ends up living, Richie dies and Amber and reader have a happy ending. And then despite everything Tara and Sam still love reader and they said nothing will change that. Tara, Sam, and reader are every close still. And Mindy and Chad still care for reading

omg this is actually such an interesting concept?! I hope I did your idea justice, lovely! :) sorry it took so long and also sorry for how long it is. 😭

Is it worth it? // PART ONE — Amber Freeman ★

part two:

PAIRING: Amber Freeman x fem!riley!reader

SUMMARY: you are the daughter of Gale and Dewey and you find out your girlfriend, Amber, is Ghostface. 😱 You end up still loving her anyways and love a happy little life

WARNINGS: stabbing, Dewey dies </3, Richie is a fucking maniac (he’s like that anyways but in this Amber was forced to be Ghostface by Richie) ENJOY :))

“C’mon Amber we have to do this. The stab movies mean so much to both of us, you said it yourself it’d be fun to have a movie made for us. I know you want to” Richie says to Amber. He had called her and proposed this plan of being Ghostface and killing everyone related to Sam and Tara and all the ‘legacy characters’ pretty suddenly.

The stab movies meant so much to Richie. They were what got him to love horror and he thought stab 8 was just purely disrespectful. Amber and Richie had met a while ago online and both bonded over the stab franchise. Since Amber and Richie were both film nerds so they got along pretty fast and used to stay up for hours talking about different scary movies.

He thought if anyone would be his Ghostface partner, it would have to be Amber.

“No! I’m not going to be apart of your sick game! My girlfriend is apart of that fucking friend group and she’s related to Gale and Dewey-” Amber yells at him and he yells back cutting her off.

“If you wont be apart of this I’ll kill your fucking girlfriend!”

Ambers eyes grew wide at that. She loved her girlfriend more than life itself and she knew better than anyone, she’d do anything to protect her partner. She didn’t want to do this, she didn’t want to do it at all but if means you’d be safe, she’d do it. Richie noticed how she went silent and grew impatient “Are you doing this or not?”

Amber muttered a quick “I’ll do it asshole” and hung up on him. Richie smirked at this and began writing the plan down. All Amber could do was think about you. She didn’t want to hurt you and she’d kill Richie if he ever laid a finger on you. She knew he was crazy about the stab movies but never thought he’d take it this far.

Her thoughts were interrupted by a knock on her bedroom door. “Come in!” she said with a soft tone, she knew who was knocking. Proving her suspicions right you slowly opened the door and walked in. “Hii, I’m not intruding am I?” You asked while staring at her textbooks that were in her lap. She followed your gaze and looked down. She forgot she had even began studying before Richie called.

She shook her head “No, of course not come here.” You grinned and waddled over there and Amber couldn’t help but smile back. She admired how adorable you looked, and that you were wearing her shirt. She laid down moving her textbooks to her desk and you cuddled up beside her, while she played with your hair.

“You know I love you right?” She randomly asked you and looked down at your confused expression. “Of course, is something wrong?” She looked away and shook her head murmuring a ‘no’. You sat up right and kissed her head, “You don’t have to tell me what’s wrong, but just know I love you too. I love you a lot.” She looked up at you and genuinely smiled before gently tugging at your shirt, pulling you down so she could kiss you.

She didn’t want to lose you but she knew she probably would when following Richies plan. Trying not to think about it she put her focus back into kissing you, enjoying a moment that probably wouldn’t happen again anytime soon. But she’d rather you break up with her than have Richie try and kill you.

-

The Ghostface killings were happening again. To sum it all up, your best friend Tara had gotten attacked first (pretty brutally) , some guy Liv used to hook up with got killed, Sam got attacked in the hospital while visiting Tara, Sheriff Judy and her Son, Wes, had both died and now you Sam and your dad, Dewey, were on your way to the hospital.

Sam was also your best friend so of course you went with her to the crime scene where Wes and his mom died. Since the sherif died all the cops were at the scene instead of watching Tara at the hospital. She had been hurt really fucking bad and Ghostface wasn’t afraid to go in the hospital to hurt her some more, so naturally Sam was terrified of what would happen with no cops there at all. Especially since Tara was on a private floor.

Sam was driving recklessly, Dewey was in the front seat, and you were in the back holding on to the back of Sam’s seat for dear life. Your dad was shouting things at Sam like, ‘slow down!’, ‘that’s a red light!!’, ‘we’re going to die-!’ You wanted to laugh but you were also kinda scared. You knew better than anyone what Sam would do to people who fucked with her family. You’ve seen it happen a multitude of times.

Sam got a call from Ghostface when you guys had just made it to the hospital. Ghostface was either going to kill Tara or Richie while all three of you ran in the building going towards Tara’s room. Sam stalled the phone call long enough to where you guys made it just in time, before Ghostface got to do anything. The elevator opened and Dewey immediately sorted shooting at the fucker.

Ghostface ran off and Dewey went to get Richie while you and Sam ran towards Tara and quickly embraced her, while she cried in both of your guy’s arms.

“Get the elevat-“ Dewey got cut off and all you heard after was glass shattering. Everyone quickly turned their heads and you shouted ‘NO!’ Dewey and Ghostface quickly started fighting and you were terrified of what was about to happen to your dad. Richie crawled away towards Sam and Tara, while Sam was holding you back.

All you could do was watch your dad almost get stabbed. Thankfully he had shot the Ghostface and everyone went in to the elevator. You hugged your dad so tightly, being very thankful he was okay. Before he stopped the elevator doors from closing said the words you dreaded.

“The head”

Everyone looked back confused. “The head, you always have to shoot him in the head.” You started crying cause you knew he would try to be the hero. I mean, to you he would always be a hero but he didn’t have to do this. You hugged him tighter “no dad please please don’t leave me please” you sobbed into his chest and his own tears started forming. He kissed your head and whispered into your hair, “I’m doing this for you, I love you kid.” You were still sobbing while he lightly pushed you back into the elevator.

You kept saying ‘I love you too’ and ‘please don’t’ before he walked out and the elevators closed. Sam was hugging you tightly while you cried and cried. You knew what was going to happen.

The next thing you know you’re outside the hospital having a full on anxiety attack and sobbing your eyes out. You spot your mom running towards the building and you ran towards her. Meeting in a hug full of tears and sadness.

-

Sydney had came back to comfort both you and Gale but Tara, Sam, and Richie planned to leave woodsboro. Sydney and Gale were trying to convince Sam not to leave but she was too stubborn to listen. She needed to protect Tara. After they argued you hugged Sydney and your mom before getting in the car. “I’ll text you and when you’re ready you can get me so I can live with you.” You told Gale with a small smile and she nodded returning the smile.

Richie began driving and Tara had lost her inhaler so you all decided to go to Ambers house to get the extra one she had. You were still crying but you were happy you get to see your girlfriend, you haven’t seen her in a little bit. Wondering if she was okay, if she was hurt, or maybe just busy. Or maybe Ghostface but you quickly singled that thought out. She couldn’t be the killer- right?

You all made it to her house, she was throwing a party for Wes. You all walked it and she was right there by the door immediately grabbing you in her arms. “Fuck, are you okay? I’ve missed you so much.”

You give her a worried expression “Why haven’t you called or texted, Amber? I was worried about you-“

“I-I’m sorry I just lost my phone” you feel uneasy at that response and she looks at Tara, “should you be up and around right now? Are you guys going somewhere?“ Sam and Tara look at each other than look at Amber.

“I need my extra inhaler” Tara says and Amber slightly nods before going upstairs with Tara while Richie gets everyone out. You wonder around the house with Sam and no matter how many times you’ve been over here, it always managed to make you feel weird and creeped out. You didn’t know what it was.

Sam was growing impatient and yelled “Tara, we’re leaving!” Then you got a call, slowly taking it out of your pocket and looking at Sam slightly scared, you look at the contact. It was Gale. “Mom? Are you alright?”

“Y/N you need to get out of that house, right now!”

“What?”

“You’re in the house where Billy and Stu killed everyone!”

IM SORRY THERES NOT AS MUCH AMBER CONTENT AS I WANTED IN THIS PART but it’ll be in part two! Hope you liked it I’m sorry for the delay :(

[stephstars08]

Okay so, I have a Scream 6 fanfic that is an Ethan Landry x Reader story. The story follows the movie however, it has a different ending. This story surrounds more around the reader since she is the daughter of Gale Weathers and Dewey Riley! It has some lines and scenes that are the same as the movie but again it has a lot of changes. If anyone is interested in reading this please let me know or just like this post and I’ll get to typing it! ❤️

[luckyportuguese]

When Y/n Macher Loomis climbs out of her crib

Daddy!Stu Macher x Bubba!Billy Loomis x Child!Fem!Reader

Summary: Y/n gets out of her crib and suprises Billy and Stu

Warnings: fluff, Stu and Billy being proud, mentions of Dewey Riley, Gale Weathers...

It was a normal day for the Loomis-Macher household. It was in the beginning of August, Billy and Stu were not going to work and Y/n wasn't going to middle school until September.

The couple were sleeping on their bed while their daughter was trying to scream for their names, nothing happened.

So she decided to climb out even though her parents didn't want Y/n to do it because she would get hurt, but she wasn't afraid.

She was brave like her aunts Sidney Prescott and Tatum Riley and speaking of Sidney and Tatum, she was so happy that they were visiting her today.

She started to walk to her parents' room with an orange and a white cats named Dewey and Gale after her cutest married uncle and aunt.

Tatum was babysitting you when Billy and Stu wanted to spend time alone, celebrating their anniversary and she introduced you to them.

They're married even though Tatum hated Gale Weathers, she couldn't control her brother's feelings and they got along after Sidney and Gale started to apologize to each other.

She opened the door and the cats started to climb into the bed, it was so hard for Y/N to climb in the bed but she got on top of Billy, starting to shake him but he didn't wake up.

"Morning Bubba."

Billy started to waking up and realized that his daughter was on top of him.

"Y/N, it's too early, what do you want?"

"Aunties Tate and Sid are coming today!"

"Yes, yes, they are coming today thanks for reminding me now go back to your crib and-"

Billy started to getting up and doesn't know how or who let Y/N out of her crib, he was sure it wasn't him and Stu.

"Who let you out of your crib?"

"I let me out!"

"Did you climb to the bares and jumped out of the crib?"

"Yup, dude!" Y/N smiling and put her thumbs up.

Billy put Y/N next to side of the bed and went to wake up his husband.

"Stu wake up this is important."

"What, what happened?"

"Our daughter just climbed out of her crib!"

"Our daughter?"

"Yes, Stuart."

"There's no way, she's sleeping on her room."

"Oh really, look who's next to you dummy"

Stu looks around his and his husband's bed and finds his daughter next to him holding her favorite bear on her tiny hands.

"Hi daddy!"

"Did you climb out of the bed you brave baby?" Stu kisses you on the forehead and kissed Billy's cheek.

"Yes and I didn't hurt myself. I'm brave like uncle Dewey"

"You know that uncle Dewey isn't the only one who's brave. You have aunts Gale, Sid and Tate too."

"I know bubba!"

"You know what that means, baby spider?" Stu asked.

"What?"

"You're ready to get your own big girl bed!"

She was smiling and open her mouth of happiness.

"Your own big girl bed!"

"High five!" Billy put his hand and Y/N gives him a high five

"Alright, we are very proud of you!"

Billy and Stu told Sidney and Tatum that their daughter started to climb out of her bed and they were proud of her.

They weren't ready for Y/N to grow up but she has to and they don't want to forget everything that they spent their times with her.

thanks for watching and reading :)

[chaos-grimlin]

Intro:No one truly knows what happened that night in Woodsboro, California. All the public knows was that two teenage boys, Billy Loomis and Stu Macher, went crazy. That the boys killed with no motive, that it was a case of crazy and peer pressure. Sidney Prescott, the "girlfriend" of Billy Loomis,Y/n L/n, the girl both boys were deeply obsessed with, and Gale weathers, a news reporter, where 3 of 5 witnesses that were willing to talk and tell their sides of the story to the public while Dewy Riley, the deputy sheriff of woodsboro, and tennager Randy Meeks refused to talk to law enforcements at the time. All the stories told to law enforcement seem to differ from person to person, but...in this tale, we will focus on Y/n, the obsessions, side of the story...

Marked (poly Billy Loomis and Stu macher x reader story)

(HI! Author here! Before we start I'd like to say that I have updated the list of characters I will do for requests! And I will be working on those! Also if you'd like to get instantly notified when I update comment ima start a tag list since people love this book

..onto the chapter!)

Word count" 1029

Chapter 22- scratches and hot chocolate

^^^3rd person P.O.V^^^

As Dewey drove the police cruiser he glanced over at Y/n, seeing her claw and stratch at her own skin till it bled

"Stop that" Dewey muttered as he took once hand off the steering wheel and moved Y/ns hand away from her bleeding arm.

"I hate myself Dewey..sometimes death seems better then living...I feel uncomfortable in my own skin...I..I feel dirty no matter how many times I shower..I can't get those fuckers out of my mind..they plague my mind like a sickness...they haunt my dreams and make it impossible for me to sleep..I...I can't take it anymore!" Y/n started crying again as she rambled on

Dewey looked at her with soft eyes "listen..I promise...I'll help you through this...okay?" He said offering a soft smile to her.

He knew he couldn't fully fix what happened but he knew he, her friends, and boyfriend could help make her life worth living again.

"And I personally swear on everything that I'll find the sick disgusting people that did this and put them behind bars...so they won't be able to get  you again" his voice was soft as he spoke to her, he spoke to her as if she was his sister or..his daughter.

"It'll all be okay" he said "just don't hurt yourself...okay?" He added

"I'll..I'll try"

"Try as hard as you can..I believe in you..

Your a strong girl Y/n..physically and mentally..and trust me...both me and Randy will be with you every step of the way"

With that Dewey reached his free hand upwards to her head and ruffled her hair slightly causing a small yet faint smile spread onto y/ns lips.

After a few minutes, Dewey parked the car infront of the police station and got out.

Dewey knew better then to leave Y/n alone, especially after all that she has said to him in the car.

"Come on Y/n...you can stay here till school's over" Dewey said with a soft smile as he opened her door for her.

"Thank you" Y/n whispered, her voice strained as she slowly stepped out of the car, her body trembling.

"Once we go in I'll see if I can find you something to eat or snack on" Dewey said as he started waking slowly, waiting for Y/n to follow him.

Y/n followed him, trailing close to his side. She felt herself feel comfortable around him. After what happened she lost her trust with everyone...

Sidney

Tatum

Stu

Billy

Everyone but Randy who had came to the hospital just to make sure she felt okay and safe.

Now she felt as if she has Dewey.

Dewey walked into the station keeping a close eye on Y/n till they made it to his desk.

"Sit here okay? Ima go find you something" he said.

Y/n nodded as she sat down on the chair at his desk. Then, she watched at Dewey walked off, leaving her at the desk.

Her bloodshot e/c eyes wondered around his desk, eyeing the countless small items he had scattered on his desk.

She was tempted to touch them or fiddle with them to maybe ease her racing mind but instead her right hand found it's way back to her left arm and she started to scratch at it relentlessly.

She felt as if she'd feel better if she could cut off all of her skin.

She left a warm liquid coat her finger tips, then she looked down, seeing the bright red blood lightly coat her fingers.

"Y/n I'm bac....y/n..." The semi happy tone in Dewey's voice dropped when he seen Y/ns arm.

Dewey sighed and put down the candy and hot chocolate he had found for her. "You said just moments ago you wouldn't hurt yourself" he whispered looking at her, sadness laced both his voice and his eyes.

"I'm sorry" Y/n forced out as she hung her head.  She felt..guilt...rise in her body, filler her throat, causing her to struggle to breathe.

"It's..okay..come here" Dewey spoke as if he understood why she was doing all of this.

Dewey held out his hand to her, which Y/n slowly took.

Dewey led her to a small sink in the office and turned on the water.

"Put your arm under it while I grab some bandages" Dewey said looking at her, as if waiting for her to move.

Y/n nodded, not daring to speak as she slipped her arm under the water, and once she did, Dewey walked off.

She whinced slightly, feeling the cold water wash away the blood from her arm, the feeling made her clench her jaw as she watched the bright red fade down the drain.

Dewey was back in no time with a small first aid kit and a dry wash cloth.

"Can I see your arm?" He asked softly

Y/n slowly pulled her arm out from under the sink and moved it to Dewey.

Dewey slowly wiped away the water from her arm then disinfected the wound before gently wrapping it in gauze. (I can't spell the word)

"There"

"Thank you" Y/n muttered.

"I got you some things" Dewey said his eyes dashing over to his desk.

"I didn't know what you liked so I just got you some candy and a hot chocolate..it was all I can find"

"Thank you Dewey"

"No problem..now you can head back to NY desk..I got to make a few calls...but I'll have someone keep an eye on you okay?"

"Okay..."

At that Y/n walked back to Dewey's desk, seeing the candy and the now semi hot chocolate waiting for her..

After maybe 15 minutes a voice rang through the station...a voice Y/n knew too well...

"Y/N?! Shit! No no where is Y/n I think I have a right to see her....what do you mean kick me out?! Get the sheriff I bet he'd let me see her!"

[kining-the-evil]

Ohhhhhhh. I have an Idea for a Ghostface!Riley!Reader x Ethan fic

[stainedstardom]

okay so i have kind of a specific request sort of for a riley-weathers reader x chad meeks martin. it could he like a list of hc or maybe like him comforting them when they realize their mom was attacked or after deweys death

i love this one more then life

IM NOT GOING ANYWHERE

chad meeks martin x fem!reader

losing your dad was hard, seeing him die was harder, knowing that it was someone you knew was harder, the only person who was there for you when it happened was chad. your mom had faded into pain and sadness but you didn't blame her.

she had lost so many people to ghostface and these killings which she hated. she couldn't let it happen to you, you were young, well you were 17 but you were her daughter.

you sat with chad in your room as you watched tv. your head rested on his chest as his fingers played with yours and you sighed happily. you hadn't felt this calm in a while and it felt nice.

"you okay?" he asked as he looked down at you. you looked up at him and he smiled

"yeah i feel pretty good" you told the man and he leaned down as he kissed your forehead, your phone rang and you paused the movie as you saw it was your mom

"its mom" you told him and you got up as you walked away to answer it. you did that everytime , privacy was the best possible thing for you.

"hey mom whats up?" you asked and you heard her panting

"y/n" she began

"hey mom whats going on are you okay?" you asked and you heard her scream before you heard a robotic voice

"oh poor y/n, i guess youre an orphan now" they said

"NO NO YOU STAY AWAY FROM MY MOM, YOU SICK FUCK" you yelled and chad shot up from your bed as he ran over. you looked at him

"im sorry y/n but i just cant do that" they exclaimed and the phone cut off leaving you in fear and wonder. you turned to chad and stared into his eyes

"they got my mom, they attacked her" you told him and he wrapped his arms around you as he pulled you in and you cried as hard as you could.

"im right here" he told you and then your phone rang again. you picked it up to see mindy calling

"y/n, your mom is at the hospital, shes bleeding pretty bad but she told me to call you" she said panting

"ill be there soon" you told the girl and you grabbed your bag as chad nodded. you ran to the car and drove to the hospital, you got to the front desk and looked at the women

"gale weathers, what her room?" you asked

"your relation?" she asked

"im her daughter, here's my id" you handed it to her and she looked it over before she nodded

"Room 230," she told you and you took back your id as you ran to the elevator and got in with chad.

"im scared, what if she's not okay?" you asked and he grabbed your hand as he turned you and put his hand on your cheek. you leaned into his touch and he smiled sadly.

"Whatever happens, im not going anywhere. im right here" he stated and he nudged your nose with his before the door opened and you walked out together.

you walked to room 230 and saw your mom , iv in her arm and she was asleep. the light was off and you turned to chad.

"thank you for being her" you said and he nodded as he leaned down and kissed you making you kiss him back. you both sighed calmly before you pulled away, he stood behind you and you leaned your head on his chest as you looked at your mom.

"anytime baby, anytime" he stated as he kissed the top of your head and you smiled.

he meant it, he would be there, he wasn't going anywhere

A/N: my heart i cant take this anymore omg

[kining-the-evil]

Quick, I need to know what kind of bands you think Dewey Riley would have liked. It’s for a fanfic