SAMCARPENTER

@ahlittlemad​​ asked : ❛ i’m sorry, have we met? ❜

          AND HERE CAME THE ‘OH SHIT’ MOMENT she’d been hoping to avoid by being back in town. What was she even doing there? it had been years since she’d left her family behind, left them to move on from the heart break she had created by just BEING. It wasn’t actually her fault, she didn’t choose her father but that didn’t take away any of her guilt for reacting the way she did. Perhaps if she’d been calmer about it they would all be happy still, most likely concerned of the truth but mostly happy. Of course none of that mattered now, not while she had allowed her curiosity to get the better of her. 

@popularmxnster​​ asked :  ❛ i’m real. i’m here. ❜- from Adult!Billy

             HE’S REALLY HERE .... a thought which had been considered on more than one occasion. Ever since she was aware of her blood heritage she’d been losing her mind, seeing things AND PEOPLE that were not there. How would she know if this was any different to then. It wasn’t the first time she’d seen HIM but this was the fist time he’d actually looked old enough to be her dad. Mostly she saw the boy who had been arrested back in the nineties, the one who was all over the true crime shows. Maybe this was real. 

           ‘I guess you think I’m a huge fucking coward,’ and in many ways she was. She’d dragged herself back to Woodsboro the moment her sister was attacked, not taking a moment to conTemplate it. Yet she was now realising that the only sensible move would be to RUN AWAY. She didn’t regret going back, not as long as she could get her sister as far away from this horror town as possible. ‘it’s not that I don’t want to help or do the right thing but I gotta also do what’s right for Tara. You’ve been through this before, you know this feeling that’s going through my head right now. i get that you didn’t run away but don’t you ever think that maybe you’d be better off if you had? How many times have you been shot at or stabbed? I don’t want that for me and i definitely don’t want that for Tara. If that makes me a coward then I’ll own that,’ even if she was still seemingly trying to clear hr name. There was still a level of guilt lingering within, guilt that she was doing right for herself but not for anyone else.

“Well I’m most definitely not dead.” Mickey let a smirk rest at his lips. He knew that look and the sudden change of subject too. She recognized him. With the media’s face pressed so hard against all the past Ghostface killings, it didn’t surprise him. 

More or less, he found it humoring. The tension seeped so easily off people - like they thought he could pounce at any moment. He slithered forward, head tilting as he watched her with mild curiosity. “It’s okay that you know who I am. I did my time, don’t plan on doing anymore.”

The car rolled to a stop and Billy could sense the rising tension even before he saw the taser pointed to him. He didnt panic though, instead he stayed calm and met her gaze. “I know thats what you want to think so it would be easier on you. Im sure its a hell of alot easier to hate me than it is to accept anything else. Its not me though Sam. First of all i wouldnt let someone else do the work.” The murdering was the most fun part and he wouldnt give that to someone else. “Secondly my partner was Stu and only Stu. I dont fucking trust anyone but him and hes gone so why would i even bother at this point?” Sure the urges were still there but no one needed to know that. “Yes i fucking hate Sidney and id rather it be me to kill her but its not me and its not going to be me. I just got out of prison! I said i wanted a relationship with you. Why would i risk our relationship and my freedom just to kill my ex girlfriend from so long ago?”

He held up his hands innocently. “I cant make you believe me. I cant make you trust me but i swear on my mother and Stu that this isnt me. I dont know your sister and i barely even remember your mom other than a hook up. None of them are important enough for my attention and definitely not important enough to risk my freedom.” He let out a sigh and put his hands down. He wasnt upset with her and he reminded himself that she was likely traumatized and that did alot on the brain as he learned so he knew that outburst toward him would happen.

@woodsbaited·

‘I don’t know! I just, this is a lot to take in and believe it or not - I didn’t come all this way to be another victim in this shitty town.’ it really was a piece of shit town, one she had been almost glad to leave behind. Of course she hadn’t been as happy to leave her sister or even her mother behind, the latter no longer being that important after all these years. it wasn’t Tara’s fault that any of that had happened, she supposed it wasn’t her mother’s fault either but now wasn’t the time to dwell on any of it. ‘Sorry, blame the group of teen detectives. All my sisters friends seem to think they know a pattern when they see one. That old sheriff too, he actually told me to stay away from you. I don’t have a good track record with the cops around this town and I guess he’s just another of them.’

Text: get out of there and come over

Text: have you had dinner or do i need to order us food?

Text: theres a lock on the door dont worry

Text: you can stay as long as you need to

          ‘NOT to be that lame but is it true about you --- and being a little into my sister?’ Well that really was the lamest thing she could have muttered but it was also the only thing she could think of. The only thing that wasn’t connected to the current killings and her own fears. All any of them could do was discuss the rules of serial killers, the fact this was all just following a movie and that there was a plan. It was all ridiculous but some-what relevant, yet Sam couldn’t just sit around and listen to them. Especially when the finger started to get pointed, mostly at her which was really FUCKING SWELL. ‘Sorry, that’s me trying to both change the subject and find out a little about my sister and how she’s been coping. When you up and vanish like i did, you kind of lose that connection but you don’t stop giving a fuck. You seem like a nice guy so if it is true, I’d be okay with that. Not that you need my permission, I’m just,’ going to stop talking? Perhaps she really had lost all social skills too, with the exception of her boyfriend but that had only been going for six months. 

                  ‘You look really fam--,’ no, she couldn’t continue that sentence the moment the realisation came to her. Of course he looked familiar, anyone who had ever seen the news knew his face. He was another ghost face killer, one that had been caught and put away for a long time. Samantha also knew that he had been caught working along side Nancy Loomis, her grandmother. it really did run in the family but that was something Sam was hoping stopped with her father. The last thing she wanted to do was become just like HIM. She was pretty certain she didn’t have it in her. ‘Sorry, you look like someone i used to know but I’m pretty sure he’s dead. Not that you look dead or anything, I just had a momentary blip of memory.’ Probably wasn’t really selling that story well but she didn’t want to openly admit she knew he was a serial killer, that was surely asking for trouble.

UNSETTLED thoughts rattled through her head, disturbing images and realisations as she listened to the group of teens talking. it felt surreal to be back there but Sam knew she HAD to be there, there was no other option for her. Not unless she truly wanted to abandon her sister, this time leaving her to be killed off by this psycho killer in a ghost face. Her lingering guilt didn’t help matters, nor did it help her feel any less unwanted by the group. Especially when they spoke about the patterns and the game, the rules of the game. The requel? Sam wasn’t even sure she heard that right, ‘your sister knows they’re all just movies, right? They might be based on a true killing spree but the rules in horror movies rarely actually count in real life.’ 

What did she know about that? Her real father was --- no, she wasn’t ready to think about that. It was going to take a long time before she was willing to say it out loud. ‘Are you all close with Tara? I haven’t had much of a catch up with her yet and the only one I know about is Amber ... not sure she’s too happy to see me back here. I don’t even want to be back here but I’m not leaving my sister, not right now. not again.’