Disclaimer: I do not own any part of the Scream film or television series. I do not own any characters or places within this story. There will be places that do not exist (kinda obvious as Woodsboro itself is a fictional town), and there will be places that do i.e. Walmart, McDonald's, Six Flags, and others that I also DO NOT own...
In this story there will be multiple differences from the film series (i.e. Sidney's father is still alive), but that is to aid in how the story will flow along. (In saying Sidney's father is alive, I should say was alive as of the 2011 movie, the character of Neil actually died not long before the start of my story)
I will have a few Original Characters, these are going to be the main focus of the story, and they are kids of Ghostface victims and those to wear the Ghostface mask themselves.
There are characters in this story that were mentioned on screen but never seen, like Karen Kolcheck, and I will have face claims for them as some of these off screen characters will have a part in this story.
Characters/Face Claims:
**OC's will be mentioned before the chapters.
Kids:
Hallie Tatum is Sidney's 17 year old daughter. She is very smart, kind, out-going, and very strong-willed. Hallie is known for being very stubborn, as well as being very goofy, playful, and open-hearted - Britt Flatmo
Kirrah Errin is Hallie's best friend at school, she is also 17. Kirrah is a very bright student at school, but is known for her aloof personality. Sometimes she has a hard time concentrating, but once she gets going Kirrah puts 110% into everything she does. Kirrah is also known for having a slight temper - Taylor Hickson
Drew Joseph is 18 and he's also the guy at school who has friends everywhere he goes, he's super dorky, but also on the basketball team. His dad is a special forces officer and his mom is Karen Kolcheck - Cameron Kennedy
Mark Andrew is Drew's best friend who is also 18 and on the basketball team. He's usually a bit calmer and generally a bit more well liked by the quieter cliques at their school. He's known for being very smart, just like Drew, both being on the scholastic decathlon team - Liam Payne
***Important OC's for rest of chapters
Killian Riley - Dewey and Gale's 20 year old son. He is openly gay. Killian has his own shoppe in town. He is very close to Hallie, Kirrah, Drew, and Mark. - Troye Sivan
Tia Mitchell - Dewey's 23 year old secretary that is Gale's niece. - Lyndsy Fonseca
Dara Tomas - Dewey's right hand Deputy, Dara is also a Senior Deputy and next in line for Sheriff providing Dewey weren't to run again. Dara has worked with Dewey for years and is the same age as he and Gale. She is close friends with Gale. Her son is dating Killian. - Calista Flockhart
Dawson Tomas - Dara Tomas' 19 year old son. Killian's boyfriend. - Guillian Yao Gioiello
Ryn Louis - Ryn Louis is a 23 year old investigative journalist. She works for a private news company and is commonly considered vain, but she has also proven to be a rather kind person, she just has a very high respect for herself making her sound snooty. - Jayne Wisener
Ryan Jackson - Ryan Jackson is a 19 year old from Virginia, he's also half blind. He lives with his girlfriend Chloe Ewing - Cameron Monaghan
Chloe Ewing - Chloe Ewing is an 18 year old from Virginia. She comes from a wealthy family, but Chloe isn't about the extravagance like the others in her family - Lauryn Alisa McClain
Miss Geiger - English 1 Teacher, Newbie, Push-Over - Rose Leslie
Mrs Hammond - A.P. Biology Teacher, Phone Nazi, Life Nazi, Bitch - Reese Witherspoon
Present Day - October 11, 2019
It had been a week since Dawson's funeral. It had been a week since Hallie had found Killian sneaking into her room, a crying heap in her floor, just to get comfort away from home.
Hallie's eyes scanned the halls until she found the spiky, blond hair and grey-blue eyes of her best friend.
Drew.
Even since their talk, he hadn't mentioned his feelings for her, more or less, he just tried to be there to comfort her.
"Hey, you okay?" Drew quietly asked her as they met up and continued down the hall towards their lockers.
She scoffed, "That depends on how you define 'okay'. Uh, still having nightmares that consist of my childhood best friends' dead boyfriend, yeah. Still having nightmares of some psycho who knows my parents, but I have never met, also yeah. But, I haven't been dreading school. At least, not lately."
Hallie was staring at her own feet as she walked on. She wouldn't, no couldn't, tell Drew that he was truly the only thing keeping her going, at this point. Her parents tried to help, but knowing what she knew, knowing they kept things from her, it made it hard to trust them. She still loved them with her whole being, they were her family, but she wasn't sure what she could believe that they said, or what she couldn't. It was a coin toss, in her mind.
"Earth to Hallie?" Drew was now tapping on her locker door, as she was lost in thought, "Hey, are you sure you're okay? You've been spacing all week. I'm starting to get worried. More than usual," He told her as they made eye contact, never looking away from each other.
"I don't know, Drew. We're being stalked and hunted. And, at this point, if Billy Loomis is still alive and he is the one behind all of this, why us? To get back at our parents? What did your dad do to Billy Loomis aside from have a crush on his girlfriend?" Hallie was afraid, but she wouldn't tell anyone that. Although, Hallie knew that Drew could always read her like a book.
A sigh escaped his lips as he closed his eyes and hung his head. Drew threw his arm out to the side, "I don't know, Hal, but I do know that this guy has it out for our families in particular."
"Yeah? Then why Carlie? Or Scott? And Dawson... of all people, why Dawson?" Hallie now had tears in her eyes.
Drew pulled her into a hug as she cried quietly into his chest, "You need to go home, Hal. This stress isn't boding well on you, at all. It is eating you alive, and I don't like it," Drew now had his hands on her shoulders, holding her back enough to look in her eyes. "I don't like seeing you hurt, I don't like it when you cry, and least of all when you are crying because you are hurt. I can't stand it, and I would much rather you were at home with your parents where you can at least have some happiness around you."
Hallie sniffled slightly and smiled, "Why do you think I always hang out with you, Meeseeks?"
A slight red covered Drew's ears quickly and his face was slightly pink, "I just thought it was my winning personality," he told her with a grin. It made him happy to know that he made her happy, even if the circumstances weren't under the greatest of conditions.
Hallie pulled Drew into another hug, finding comfort in just being there with him, "Thanks for being here for me. Even when I don't deserve it."
Drew's chin was resting on top of Hallie's head, his smiling never faltering, "I'll always be here, Hal, no matter what."
After her last three classes, Hallie met Drew at the lockers for him to give her a ride home. The drive was a rather quiet one, compared to their usually loud, boisterous music, and their wild and crazy conversations. Today, they were just quiet. In just three weeks, so much had happened. In just three weeks, multiple innocent people had died because of some bitter jerk from Hallie's mom's past. Or so she wanted to believe. Hallie felt like no one was on her side about Billy Loomis.
"Hey Drew?"
"Hmmm?" He looked her way in confusion, not because she was asking a question, but the sound of her voice.
Her voice had cracked. She was still in her seat, just barely looking like she was hanging on to any sense of emotion she had left.
"Hallie?" Drew put his hand on her thigh and gently shook her leg, "You still with me?"
A fragile smile played on her lips, "Always."
If Drew hadn't been at a stop light, he probably would have jerked the steering wheel when she said that. It sent a wave of happiness through him.
"I never finished what I was trying to say earlier. About Loomis."
Drew nodded, he knew that conversation wasn't done with just because Hallie had to cry. She would breach the topic at a later time, and now was that later time.
"If Loomis is behind all of this, Drew, there can't just be one killer. He had help before. His mom had help. In fact, so far, every killer but one, my uncle, has had an accomplice. According to my mom, anyway. That, I don't think she would lie about. But, that just tells me that Loomis has someone who knows us as his helper, this time around. I mean, think about it, my dad was his perfect idiot back then. He was easily influenced, he was dating my mom's best friend at the time, he was everyone's best friend. He dated one of the first two victims, I mean think about it Drew, that made you their perfect cover."
Drew mulled over her words, "Yeah, I screwed one of the first victims, I am your best friend, and most people like me. Emphasis on the 'most' part of that."
A gentle laugh escaped her lips. It felt good to laugh. She felt free.
"Hallie?"
Throughout their entire conversation, Hallie had yet to realize that Drew had never taken his hand off of her thigh. Once she realized it, she knew that she could not take back anything about how she felt about him. She knew he could feel it. Hallie would always care about Drew, her feelings for him were something she thought that one day would just fade, but they never did.
"Are we just best friends?" Drew asked her in a shaky breath.
They had pulled up in front of her house. They were just sitting there in Drew's car. Neither knowing what to say.
"To be quite honest, Drew, I don't think we were ever going to be just best friends," Hallie told him as she stared in the direction of his hand that was resting on her thigh.
"I don't think we ever have been," he added as he moved his hand in the slightest to grip her smaller hand in his larger one.
Just a Drew started to lean forward, Hallie's cell phone began to ring, with the caller tag reading 'Dad'. Drew slumped his head back on his head rest and sighed.
"Hey Dad, whats up?" Hallie looked at Drew apologetically.
Drew just smiled, he was happy that Hallie had admitted they were more than friends, that even she felt that. He was also happy because the apologetic look she was giving him told Drew that she wanted him to kiss her just as badly as he wanted to kiss her.
"Yeah, Just pulled in, why?"
Drew was only catching parts of the conversation, but he was concerned enough by the look on Hallie's face.
"Are you sure? Is everything okay?"
Hallie was starting to get out of the car, but stopped only to motion Drew to follow her.
"Yeah, no, Dad, I can... it's fine. I just want to know why the hell you're freaking out?!" Hallie was trying to talk over her dad.
Drew could hear his frantic voice on the other end.
"Wait, who called mom?"
Drew and Hallie both stopped at the doorway to her bedroom.
"Dad, I haven't called either of you today," Hallie was staring right at Drew.
Drew was confused. He was with Hallie for the majority of the day, he would have known if she called anyone.
"Dad, it's fine. I will stay with Kirrah, or Drew. Don't worry about me," Hallie opened her door and continued into her room, "Yes, Dad, I promise. I love you, too. You and Mom be safe," Hallie hung up and turned quickly to see Drew right behind her, "Shit! I didn't think you would be right behind me like that!"
Drew was laughing at Hallie, or her slight anxiety attack.
"Don't laugh at me, jerk!" Hallie threw a pillow at Drew, which he easily caught.
"Can't help it," He smiled at her.
Hallie knew why he was smiling but continued with grabbing her things and throwing them in her duffel bag.
She grabbed her charger, work uniform, and a couple pairs of shoes all last and threw them on the top of her clothes inside, then zipped the bag shut.
"I mean, you can definitely stay at my place, if you want to," Drew told her from his spot, leaning against her door facing.
Hallie laughed, "You'd love that, right now. Wouldn't you?"
Drew smiled and nodded slowly.
"We'll see," Hallie told him as she picked her bag up and quickly walked down the steps.
A gasp escaped her lips as she dropped her things.
Drew was standing in the middle of the staircase, staring at the same thing that scared Hallie.
There was a person. They were dressed in a black costume with a white mask. The masked person took a running start at Hallie, only for Drew to leap down the steps in front of her. Drew collided with the attacker and both of them hit the floor.
"Hallie, run!" Drew shouted as their attacker tried to get up, Drew pulling them back to the ground.
Hallie grabbed for her duffel bag and ran to Drew's car. She locked the doors, knowing he had left the key in his car. She could unlock it when he got to the car.
Drew was tumbling out of the house, scampering as he fell on the gravel.
Hallie unlocked the doors long enough for Drew to get inside, then quickly re-locked them.
Drew started his car and sped off, leaving behind a dusty cloud. He was groaning in the driver's seat, sitting awkwardly.
"Drew, are you okay?" Hallie was staring at him now, studying his every move.
His left arm was bent, as if his elbow were placing pressure on his side. It scared Hallie.
"Nope, not okay... He stabbed me, pretty deep."
Hallie could hear the pain in his voice. She could see him fighting the pain.
"Drew, pull over, let me drive!" Hallie tried to get him to let her so he didn't have to worry about them both.
"No, if I don't drive, I fall asleep. Can't do that right now."
Hallie understood. The stab wound must have been deeper than she thought because Drew was having a hard time keeping his eyes open.
"Drew, fucking stay awake!" Hallie shouted.
His eyes jolted open and he re-situated, causing a surge of pain through his whole left side.
"Now's a great time to be thankful that you're ambidextrous," Hallie chuckled nervously.
A laugh, or something similar escaped Drew's lips.
"If you weren't you, I'd probably have screamed by now."
Hallie smiled at him. She didn't know what she would do if something worse would have happened to him.
The reached the hospital, and Hallie had to practically hold Drew up as they walked through the Emergency doors.
After sitting in a room with Drew while he was stitched up and given pain meds, Hallie noticed that Drew was starting to fall asleep.
"Hey, Hal?"
She grinned, he was so out of it, she was sure he wouldn't remember this tomorrow.
"Yeah, Meeseeks?"
"Am I ever going to get to kiss you?" He looked loopy, in fact he sounded loopy, but was staring at her as if her were trying to be serious.
She couldn't help but let out a laugh. Hallie realized he was still staring at her, patiently waiting for an answer.
"Someday, Meeseeks. Someday," Hallie told him with a smile.
Drew returned her smile as he drifted off into whatever dreamland he could muster.
Hallie was hopeful that his dreams weren't plagued like hers had been. She hoped he didn't dream the same horrible things she did. If he did, she didn't know how he would take it.
