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chapter 9! exams week is killing me :/ anyways, enjoyy

Sophie Riley Macher, daughter of Stu Macher and Tatum Riley, moves from Woodsboro to New York. She moved on with her life after the attack last year; she got into college with her friends and everything seemed to go well. Until a Ghostface masked killer decided to come back to torment them.

Some warnings: Ethan Landry x female reader (friends to lovers with happy ending), this may contain some mentions of blood and murders, so if you're not comfortable, don't read!!

Word Count: 1,9K

Also available in portuguese on my wattpad (escritora_e_peras)!!

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CHAPTER 9: Well, This Is Just Awkard

Sam places herself in front of me and Tara, shielding us.

"I got Stu Macher's mask." I look at Quinn "He was my favourite."

"Number 3," Ethan points "Number 2," he looks at Quinn "What leaves us with number 1. Your dad's mask. This has been our countdown, Sam."

Sam stares but doesn´t say anything, simply walks back, closer to us.

"I'm gonna need you to put this on."

Quickly, Sam throws the mask away.

"Fuck you!" Ethan steps closer and cuts her in the arm with his knife.

"You stay the fuck away from her!" Tara yells.

"So, you did this as a family?" I ask.

"Yeah, of course, bitch. And Sam should've known this better than anyone..." Quinn walks up to me.

"They still don't get it..."

"I don't know what you think that happened but I wasn't the one who commited those crimes in Woodsboro, it wasn't me!" she retorts.

"We know that, of course it wasn't you. Do you think this is based on some conspiration theory?! Who do you think made those theories?" Bailey points to Quinn who raises her knife.

"Do you know how easy it was to turn the hero of Woodsboro into the villain? How easy it was to convince people to believe in the worst of someone instead of the better?"

"Nowadays, it's not enough to kill someone," Ethan starts but I could barely look at him "you need to assassinate the character first. So, when dad finds your bodies horribly mutilated with Sam using her dad's mask, he'll say some poor idiot read on the internet that you are the Ghostface who made justice with your own hands."

"And that's why it's the perfect alibi! All the lies are based on the truth. You're a killer, Sam, just like your dad." Bailey points.

"No, I'm not!"

"Yes, you are you motherfucker! You killed our brother!"

Did Sam killed someone? I stop and think about it.

She stabbed Richie, okay, but she wasn't the one who killed him.

"You said your brother died in a car accident..." Tara murmurs.

"No, no, no, you sweet dumb thing. He died in Woodsboro. In the hands of your bitch sister."

Oh no.

Well, there was a reason why I didn't trust Bailey and it was because of the resemblance to Richie.

"You're... Richie's family."

"We are." Bailey nods.

"Oh, well, this is just awkard."

Bailey stares.

"I know that... uhm..." I didn't have enough strenght to make jokes but I was actually going to say that I loved Richie. What if they really let me go this time? "It doesn't matter, no... It wasn't Sam who killed Richie."

"Sophie." Sam warns me to shut up.

"It was me." confusion spreads all over Bailey's face "For a detective, you're not that good, are you? Sam may have stabbed him, but I was the one who cut his throat."

"Sophie-"

"Shut your whore mouth!" Quinn yells as she pushes us three.

"Was I a perfect father? No. Was I very tolerant with Richie's love for these movies? Maybe. To me, they're just a little dark but... Richie loved them... He even made ones himself..."

He got on the stage while a movie from Richie was on.

"There is a very special bond between a father and his first son," I looked at Ethan and saw his face "and that's why I helped him build all this."

"All this junk was his?"

"Yes. He collected this. We had to kill those ammateurs cinema students before they killed Sam but turns out, we were after the wrong person. I built a tribute for my son and that's why, you two, have to die here, surrounded by the things he loved."

"And after this? You disapear?"

"'Course not! We'll be heading over to the hospital to make sure that Mindy and Gale don't make it because everybody dies, Sam! Everyone involved, suffer and die!"

"He was pathetic." Sam starts, talking about Richie.

"That's not true." Bailey defends him.

"He was. He made his girlfriend do all the killing."

"He was a young-"

"-Pathetic son of a bitch who cried before I slit his throat." I add.

"Shut the fuck up!" Quinn ran to me but Tara hits her with a brick in the face. Kirby comes back and shots Bailey. Ethan looks at me and I ran.

Obviously, I shouldn't have done this because growing distant of the group would get me killed.

Although, I didn't even look back. I open doors, turned halls, thinking I was safe.

I had no idea on where I was but I knew that I had turned to many halls and was completely alone. The only thing I had in my hand, was a fucking rock.

I heard a noise and turned around, a rock in my hand shaking and I look at the door. Waiting for the worse, the door didn't open.

Suddenly, I feel two arms grabbing me. One by my waist and the other one by my mouth and I drop the rock.

"No!" I scream as the panic takes place all over me.

"Blondie, calm down! I-"

When I hear his voice, I kick him in the stomach and he lets me go.

I quickly grab The Rock again, yes that's its name, and I look at him, desarmed.

"Blondie-"

"Don't you dare!" I swallow dry still holding The Rock, knowing that I wasn't going to leave this place alive "Where's your knife?"

"I don't have it! Please, trust me!"

"After everything... After everything you just fucking said?! I have to trust you? That was my problem!"

"No, I-"

"How could you do this? Ethan, I..." tears roll down my cheeks and I can't continue. "I trusted you, I-"

"None of the things I said were true!" he lowered his hand and took a step closer to me. I step back. "Nothing I said while I was on my dad's side was true, I... The intention was to approach you guys but I never thought I'd-"

"Bullshit!" I interruped him.

"It's true! That's why while you were running away from Ghostface, there was always one that never attacked you! That was me."

Shit.

I lowered The Rock, but not completely.

"That's why I didn't attacked you when Anika... I didn't kill you." he falters.

"Ah, that was very nice of you, thank you. Although you did slammed me against the wall... Multiple times."

"You were-" he stops and sighs "I don't want to hurt you. Everything I said back then, was a lie. My dad and Quinn think that we should get revenge for Richie's death, they made me come along, I never wanted to!"

I stay silenced, not knowing whether to believe him or not.

"I can prove it..." he takes his phone out of the pocket but I thought it was a weapon so I raised The Rock again. "Calm down, it's just my phone!" he shows "Do you remember the playlist you said we should do to each other? I did mine."

He handed me his phone. Even suspicious I grabbed it and touched the screen.

Our deal was to make our favorite songs.

All of the music from the playlist with my name on, was romantic.

Wonderful tonight. Can't take my eyes off of you. Still loving you. Total eclipse of heart. Just the way you are. Take my breath away. How deep is your love. Baby I love your way. I want to know what love is. Take my breath away.

And so many more. Older songs like I can't help falling in love with you were also there.

"Ethan-" still not sure, I was going to beg him to stop lying but what came out of his mouth after kinda moved me.

"Goddamnit, Sophie, I love you. I have since I have ever layed my eyes on you, okay? I-I don't know what else you want me to say to prove it but it's true. I love you and I always will. You're everything to me and I... I love you, okay?"

"Ethan, you lied to me."

"I had to! If I didn't, they'd kill me. You have to believe me, please..." the vision of his melancholic expression betrayed me and flew all the way over to my heart.

I take a deep breath and wipe my tears.

"I'm still pissed."

"I'll make it up for you, with whatever you want. Anything."

"Are you... going to take me to the moon?" I asked because I knew that he hated heights and being on a spaceship would totally freak him out.

"Blondie, I'll bring you the moon."

Taken back with his response, I change the subject.

"Okay, well, before that, get me out of here alive. And Sam and Tara." he nods frantically.

"I'll get you out if here but you need to do exactly what I tell you. My dad and Quinn are not going to be happy once they see us."

He comes closer and he tells me his plan.

[...]

"Sam!" Tara screams, catching Sam's attention while climbing up the ladder.

Ethan takes me to where they all were and I run down the stage, almost tripping over my own feet and jumping over Bailey.

"Sophie, run!" Sam yells climbing the ladder and I'm quick to do the same.

When I was on the ladder, Richie's victim from his stupid ass movie screams and I almost have a heart attack, what leads to my lost of grip onto the ladder. But I get over it, grab the ladder again and I keep going.

"Be careful, now!" Sam warns as soon as we reach the top. A lot of trash and chairs were blocking our way so we had to go over the border.

Sam gets through, Tara gets through and obviously, once its my turn, I never get through.

As I'm on the verge of falling down I hear a gun go off and I feel an excruciating pain on my left arm and I lose the grip on my left hand. I almost fall but Sam and Tara grab me as fast as they can, struggling to help me back up.

Bailey laughs as if he's victorious.

"Get her, Ethan!"

"No, no, no, I can't! I can't hold on!" I try to hold on to both but I keep falling. My hands were slippery due to my blood.

Ethan's plan was going to fail and I was going to die.

"Let her go, Sam!" Ethan encourages, jumping to try to get me.

A little improvise?

"No, no!" Tara loses her grip over my arm and Sam is the only one holding me now as Tara is still trying to get me again.

By the corner of my eye, I see a red haired person approaching.

Quinn.

"You gotta let her go, Sam..." she smiles as she presses her knife against the cold bar and scratches it, making noise.

"Sam, Sam, you gotta let me go."

"What?! No, Sophie-"

"Sam, please, trust me!" I keep saying "Let me go."

I swear by all the mighty gods that if Ethan kills me I will be back to haunt him for the rest of his life.

I take a deep breath and nod.

Sam decides to let me go, trusting me and she hands me the knife on her waist.

I wasn't going to take it; clumsy as I am, I would stick that knife on him on the fall.

So, I let her go before she even has the chance to put the knife in my hands.

To be continued...

•Summary: After one year of relationship, Theo breaks up with you, not telling you why. Sad, you walk up to the camp of daisies you both once walked by, and remember everything you and Theo went through.

•Song: Last Kiss, by Taylor Swift.

•Requested by: @sweetestdolan

You and Theo started to date one year ago. Your friends told you that it wasn't a good idea, since he was a slytherin, but you never judged him and he never judge you. One day, he simply comes up to your dorm, hands in his pockets, and murmurs:

"I want to break up." you look at him, not knowing if he was serious or not.

"What? Is this a joke?" you asked, trying to not think about the worst.

"No. Y/n, I'm really sorry. This is not about you, I just can't be with you." he answered sadly, looking at you.

The tears started to appear, but you wouldn't let them come out now.

"You're kidding, right? Did I do something wrong...? Tell me, I can fix it!"

"You did nothing wrong—" you interrupted him.

"Then why are you breaking up with me? Theo, I cannot do this without you!" you took a few steps near him.

"I'm sorry." and with this, he leaves your dorm and you fall onto your bed, allowing finally your tears to fall.

That's what happened that made you never look the same again. One month had passed since he broke up with you, and you still didn't got over, but he did. He already had his arm wrapped around a brand new girl.

When you noticed, you were walking around the camp of daisies, remembering everything that happened in here. This was your spot, until Theo found it. He started to come here often, since he knew you'd be here. Your first kiss was here, just like your last.

Taking slow steps, you ended up at the tree, your tree. You sat just underneath her, and let all of your memories with Theo appear slowly. A memorie of when you and him were on his dorm, in the middle of the night, having a conversation about a random topic. That was the first time he said he loved you. You even remembered the hour, 01:58AM.

Or like that one time he made you go to a party and invited you to dance with him, even though he knew you didn't dance.

"Come on, let's dance" he said smiling at you, grabbing your hand softly.

"You know I don't dance" you giggle.

"Come on!" he asked again and lead you to the center of the dance floor.

You rolled your eyes and he started to slowly dance with you. After a few seconds, you gave up and started to dance together with him, not caring about the others, which was a problem to you. You laughed and you danced a lot that night.

Or the thousands of memories when you were talking with him about how insecure you felt about yourself or any other type of things and he just kissed you as a way to shut you up. And there is not a day you don't miss those rude interruptions.

You took a deep breath, whipping all the tears that insisted on rolling down your cheeks. You needed to get over. You had to stop seeing his life in pictures, like you used to watch him peacefully sleeping when you had insomnias, or ask his friends how he's doing.

Right now, on this beautiful day, when the sun shines, you wish he had stayed. The truth is, you always thought he wouldn't change his mind.

You finally get up, after several minutes sat down on the grass full of daisies, and start to walk your way back to the castle. You made two promises to yourself: you would get over Theo, and you would never see this camp again. Somehow, it reminded you of him. And if you wanted to get over, you needed this.

Taking a deep breath, you enter the castle and start this new journey of getting over.

•Summary: Your lucky bracelet breaks, so you take her to a store in Hogsmead you know would fix it. As soon as you went to take your bracelet out of the bag, you noticed she isn't there. Panicking, you look for her everywhere, not being successful. Later, Lorenzo walks up to you, using your bracelet as an excuse to get closer to you.

•Requested by: @helendeath

Today was your potions test and you had studied a lot, although not even all of your tests go well, so, you wore your bracelet. Your bag on a shoulder, papers full of annotations on both hands and your bracelet on your wrist, you walked up to the dungeons, reading what you could on your paper.

Since the door was open, you enter and sit on your desk, waiting for Luna because she forgot her bag.

After minutes that felt like seconds, Luna comes back, more ravenclaws and slytherins enter and so as Snape.

He walks up to the front of the class with the tests in his hand. You take a deep breath and put all your paper in your bag. He hands the tests and you started immediately answering it.

After the test, which was a little difficult, you decide to walk around, once you didn't had more classes.

Suddenly you realise that your bracelet is broken. You walk up to your dorm, change clothes and put the bracelet on your bag.

Fearing that the store would close, you ran a little bit, which happened to make your bracelet fell off your bag. As soon as you enter the store, you search for it, but you don't find it. You leave the store, trying to recreate your steps and find the lucky bracelet.

Sadly, you don't find it, what annoys you really much.

[...]

The dinner was already served but you were too annoyed to eat, so you caught yourself playing with your food, and so did Luna.

"Y/n?" she called you calmly "are you alright?"

"I lost my lucky bracelet." you answered shortly.

"Do you remember when was the last time you saw it?" she stopped eating and looked at you.

"I put it on my bag to get it fixed, since it was broken, and as soon as I enter the store and look for the bracelet on my bag, it wasn't there..."

"Well, I can help you find it... I use a spell to find my things!''

"You lose things frequently?"

"No, I forget where I put them..." the blonde answers on a lower tone. You nod, understanding.

A few minutes go by and you both finish your dinner. As you where leaving the Great Hall, you hear someone getting closer to you, and you look back.

A slytherin boy makes his way towards you and you look at Luna, curious.

"Hey..." he starts.

"Hey..."

"I think that you don't know me, I'm Lorenzo." he presents himself.

"I'm Y/n." you smile softly. Luna looks at you and tells you she'll be waiting for you in the common room. She leaves and you and Lorenzo look at each other. "Do you need anything Lorenzo?"

"Actually, I believe this belongs to you..." he puts his hand on his pocket as he spoke and takes out your bracelet, handing it to you.

"Thank you so much!" you said, grabbing the bracelet from his hand gently. "Where did you find it?!"

"It fall out from your bag in Hogsmead." he answers quickly.

"Well, thank you." you smiled at him. You both stay in silence, a weird silence, until you speak.

"It's getting late, I think I should go..." you said taking some steps, mentioning that you are leaving.

"Wait, I was... I was hoping that you would want to go on a date with me?" he looks at you, waiting for your answer.

You think for a second. Why not?

"Okay, I'll go on a date with you."

"Great, tomorrow at 7PM, that's okay to you?"

"Totally. See you tomorrow then. Good night." you smile once again, taking steps back and leaving him.

"Night." you hear him.

You made your way to the common room thinking about what just happened. You had made a new friend whose found your bracelet. Maybe, this really is a lucky bracelet...