Disclaimer: I don't own Scream or the characters. This is my first Scream fanfiction so please read and review. Also, the first half follows the movie, but I changed some lines and cut others out.
"We all go a little mad sometimes. Anthony Perkins, Psycho." My boyfriend, well now former boyfriend, Billy said moving the gun around in his hands. When he raised the gun I was almost sure he was going to shot me and I braced my self for the end. The sound of the firing gun rang through the air, but I didn't feel anything. I looked to see Randy on the ground with a shot right through his shoulder.
"Randy!" I shouted trying to run towards him, but Billy held and iron tight grip on my arm.
"Corn syrup," he said licking the fake blood off of his fingers, "same thing they used for pigs blood in Carrie."
"No!" I mumbled running away from him only to knock right into Stu. I look up at him hoping to find help, but his eyes were stone cold like Billy's.
"Surprise Sidney." He said in the same raspy voice that had been terrorizing me and killing my friends.
I pushed Stu out of the way and ran into the kitchen, but Billy cut me off. I looked the other way to see Stu walking towards us holding a knife. Great, two psychos cornering me with two fatal weapons.
"What's the matter Sidney you look life you've seen a ghost." Billy said using the voice changer.
"Why are you doing this?" I whimpered.
"It's all part of the game Sidney." Stu said.
"It's called guess how I'm gonna die!" Billy added.
"Screw you." I shouted.
"Oh no, no, no. We already played that game, remember? You lost." Stu handed Billy the knife and he slowly walked over towards me.
"It's a fun game Sidney. See we ask you a question and if you get it wrong," Stu made a noise and swung the gun, "you die."
"And if you get it right, you die." Billy shrugged his shoulders bringing the knife close to me neck.
"Your crazy, both of you." I said.
"Actually we prefer the term psychotic." Stu came over at brought his head above Billy's shoulder.
"You'll never get away with it." I told him as he brought the knife dangerously close to me face.
"Oh no? Tell that to Cotton Weary. You wouldn't believe how easy he was to frame."
"Watch a few movies, take a few notes. It was fun." Stu laughed acting like the true idiot he really was.
A little moan escaped from my lips as I tried to shrink away from them, but they grabbed me and pulled me back up.
"Where are you going?" Stu asked.
"Why? Why did you kill me mother?"
"Why? Why? You hear that Stu I think she wants a motive. Well I don't really believe in motive Sid. Did Norman Bates have a motive?"
"No." Stu chimed in.
"Did they ever really figure out why Hannibal Ector liked to eat people? Don't think so. See it's a lot scarier when there's no motive Sid."
Stu left the room for a couple of minutes leaving Billy and me alone. His usually perfect hair was now messy. His eyes once filled with happiness and kindness were now filled with anger and unstableness. The lips I had kissed countless times were formed into a little smirk as he watched my fear.
"What do we have behind door number three?" Stu asked coming into the room dragging someone who's legs and arms were tied and had tape over his mouth.
"Dad!" I screamed running towards him, but Billy pulled me back and held me with a knife against my throat.
"What if your father snapped? Your mother's anniversary set him off and he went on a murder spree killing everyone." Billy said.
"Except Billy and me we were left for dead."
"Then he kills you," Billy pretended to stab me with the knife, " and shoots himself in the head. Perfect ending."
"You see Sid, everyone dies but us. Everybody dies, but us. We get to carry on and plan the sequel cause these days you gotta have a sequel."
"Actually Stu," Billy said walking over to him and taking the gun, "change in plans." He raised the gun and shot Stu right in the side of the head. I screamed and covered my mouth as Stu's lifeless body fell to the ground.
"What are you doing?" I yelled mostly out of shock that Billy actually killed Stu.
"Killing him what does it look like?"
"B-but he was your best friend and partner."
"I'm doing this so that we can be together."
"Wh-what?"
"Did you really think I would ever let anything happen to you?"
"You just tried to kill me."
"That was an act Sid."
"Well just what do you plan to do with Stu now."
"This." He pulled out a lighter and went into the closet to find some gasoline. He poured it all over the kitchen and Stu. He pulled me out of the house then he set it on fire. The house instantly went up in flames.
"Dad!" I wailed.
"Shh, it's ok." He came over and wrapped his arms around me.
"Get off my you sick freak," I shouted pushing him off, "this is your fault."
"Let's go." He said pulling me away from the burning house. He led me down the road to where a car was parked.
"Get in." He ordered.
"You're crazier than I thought you were if you really think I'm going anywhere with you."
"You don't have much of a choice." I felt a gun press into my back and I immediately got inside the car.
"Why are you doing this?" I wept.
"Because I love you Sidney."
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