A/N #L-U-V Brittana! # Sorry I love that song. I think my version is better though.

HEY! I'm back! I missed you guys! Did any of you miss me?

Angry Troll: I did..

Hey troll, FUCK OFF! Sorry I'm pretty upset, since I just got blocked for 3 days from the Glee Wiki. Great….

Anyways, because I got a ton of reviews, I can do the review segment.

Dear TotalDramaGleek: First, you know what I say when someone says I hate you: I love you too! And I guess you read my mind with Artie Second, well, Rachel could have saved Courtney, right? And that's the whole point of the story, horror and tragedy mixed into 1. Finally, you all will know the answer to whether Puck's the killer or not today.

Dear GirlInTheMirror121: Your welcome! And I really don't think decapitated people can kill other people.

Dear BandGeek: Thank you very much. And sadly, Artie had to go. But at the end I think you'll be happy.

Dear Maggie Mellark: Brittany, Santana, Rachel, and Puck. Blaine is currently knocking on death's door since he's in a coma.

Dear Anon: Well, be prepared for the end to be near.

Dear TommyH: Thank you, and again, you will learn soon if Puck is the killer or an accomplice.

Ok, before we start, I want to shout out to 2 wonderful people (well besides my wonderful beta): TotalDramaGleek and MitchieLoveXOXO123. They both personally contacted me (TDG on Fanfiction and MLXOXO on glee wiki) and said they really love this story and I decided that they deserved a shout out. Thanks guys!

Alright, here is the chapter 16 of Scream. Enjoy! Love you guys bye!

"Oh my fucking god!" Santana screamed as the cheerio tipped the bag over. Finn's head, along with the pom-poms, splattered across the courtyard. Blood covered the concrete, students inching away from the head.

"What the hell is this!" Coach Sylvester exclaimed as the cheerio ran away, cellphone in hand. Multiple other students also pulled out their phones, tapping in the number for 911.

"What's the number for 911?" Brittany whispered into Rachel's ear. Rachel shooed her off as she kneeled down next to Finn's head. She cupped his face, trying to fight back tears.

The students started to clear away, leaving only Santana and Rachel standing near the scene. Rachel looked up to see that Santana was nearly in tears.

"San what's wrong?" she asked. "I-it's just I r-r-really want this to e-end," Santana stuttered. Rachel got up and wrapped an arm around her friend.

"Don't worry Santana, it will," Rachel said. Her eyes tried to stay on Santana but they flittered off to the background. They locked with Puck's, who was sitting with a bunch of jocks at a nearby table. Even from across the courtyard she noticed a glint of pride in his eyes. That asshole, Rachel thought as she mumbled something else to Santana:

"I promise you that."

The school day went by without many stares. People were too busy mumbling about Finn's head on the ground to bother Rachel, Brittany, and Santana. The girls spent the rest of the day keeping Finn off of their brains, even though that was completely impossible.

Soon the final bell rang and everyone cleared out. Rachel stood by her locker collecting her books. The image of Finn's head in that bag still cast a dark shadow in her brain with nothing keeping it off of that. She flinched when someone tapped her on the shoulder but was relieved to see it was Brittany.

"Hi Rach!" Brittany smiled, as though nothing was wrong. Typical Brittany, Rachel thought as she turned back to her locker.

"What do you want, Brittany?" she muttered as she gathered her books. "Oh, I just wanted to tell you that San and I have Cheerios practice tonight, so you're going to have to be extra careful."

"Oh," Rachel mumbled, "well, don't worry. I just have a couple stops to make before I go home. I will be fine."

"Well, be careful ok," Brittany said, wrapping Rachel in a hug. She breathed a sigh of fear, knowing that maybe she should do this another day, when Santana and Brittany could come with her. But she needed to do this alone. She didn't want anyone else to see what was to come.

The girl freed themselves, Brittany smiling at her friend. "I'll see you later," Brittany said as she started down the hall. "Yeah, I hope so," Rachel shouted at her.

"Bye Rach!" Brittany shouted, waving to her friend.

Rachel waved back, hoping that they would see each other soon. And that neither of them got hurt.

Rachel drove around Lima until she finally came across the Lima Cemetery. Her heart broke as she strolled under the iron arch with the words "Lima Graveyard" across it.

A bouquet of multiple types of flowers in hand, she neared the place where her friends were buried. A figure in black stood across the row of graves where Quinn was buried, but Rachel just ignored them and started placing a flower on each grave.

She started with Rory, since Tina, Mike, Artie, and what was left of Finn wasn't buried anymore. She pulled a white gardenia out of her bouquet, and with a quick kiss to a petal, she gently placed it onto the ground.

Rachel repeated this action with every grave, pulling a flower out for each of her friends. A light purple orchid for Courtney, a pink peony for Sam, a red poppy for Sugar, an orange daisy for Mercedes, a yellow gerbana for Kurt, and a peach colored lily for Jesse. Finally, Rachel had just a red rose for Quinn.

Before going up to her grave, Rachel looked back at the array of colors scattered across the lawn. They were so pretty next to the other flowers from the victims other friends and family. It was bittersweet, knowing that even those they were in a better place, they were still victims of… some crazy person.

Rachel went up to Quinn's grave and tapped the figure on the shoulder. "Excuse me, but could you please move?" Rachel asked politely. The figure turned, revealing the depressed face of Santana. Rachel gave her a confused look.

"Santana, what are you doing here? Don't you have Cheerio practice?"

"What are you talking about? Cheerio practice is cancelled for the week since Coach Sylvester's…. incident with the pom-poms."

"But Brittany told me..." Rachel stopped as she realized what was going on. From the look on Santana, she probably knew what was going on. "BRITT!" The girls screamed. Rachel dropped the rose in the dirt as she ran off with Santana to her car.

Santana and Rachel burst into the school, which was luckily still open. They made a mad dash around the halls until they finally came to the main gym. Santana almost kicked the doors off their hinges as she ran into the gym.

The girls were greeted by a stream of blood leading from the door to the middle of the gym, where a body lay.

"NO!" Santana screamed as she ran up to the body. Rachel quickly followed, but knew exactly who that was when Santana dropped to her knees and began crying. She inched towards the body, and gasped when she saw Brittany lying there, dead.

A stab mark still streaming blood was right on her heart. Coming out of her mouth was a pom-pom, and from the looks of her mouth, possibly several pom-poms jammed in her throat.

She kneeled down next to Santana and wrapped an arm around her. Santana stopped crying after a while, her eyes filled with fury. "THAT BASTARD!" she screamed, getting up off of the floor and running towards the exit, Rachel following suit.

"Santana," Rachel said, trying to grab onto the furious Latina, "calm down. We'll just go to the police and get this sorted out."

"No Rachel. This is personal. I loved Brittany, and now she's freaking dead! And all you want to do is call the police. Wow, you're more pathetic than I thought." Santana kept going to the exit, and with every step Rachel kept trying to grab onto her.

"Please Santana, don't do this. Puck will kill you!"

"Don't worry hobbit. I have a knife hidden in my bra so if he even dares to touch me, I'll go all Lima Heights on him. I'll be fine."

Rachel sighed. "Fine, just don't do something stupid." Santana rolled her eyes before leaving Rachel alone with Brittany. She went back to her dead friend and started cleaning her off. She pulled out the pom-pom out of her throat, and just like she thought, she found multiple other pom-poms jammed in her throat. She pulled those out too, and using Brittany's Cheerio jacket, she cleaned up the blood.

A scream broke through the air. Rachel dropped Brittany's jacket and ran out the door. She ran through the halls looking for the victim, but sadly had no luck.

That is until she found a little note hanging from a thumbtack on the billboard. Rachel ripped it off and slowly read it.

Dear Rachel,

It seems that you're slowly becoming outnumbered darling. Just 3 of you left, and I hope soon it's down to zero.

However you can save a life tonight. Meet me at the corner of Bridgeton and Avery, at the abandoned factory on the 3rd floor. I will be waiting with Santana, and unless you let yourself die, I will kill her. Don't bring police or not show up completely. Santana will die either way.

I'll be waiting

Ghostface

Rachel drove as fast as she could to the corner of Avery Avenue and Bridgeton Road. Her heart was pounding, her hands nearly strangling the steering wheel. It felt like hours until she got there.

Slamming the door shut, Rachel ran up into the building. The warehouse was pitch dark except for the light coming out of the cracked windows. She eased herself towards the steps, trying to keep herself from falling through the stairs.

After climbing the 3 flights of stairs up, Rachel made it to the third floor. In the middle of the room was a crate reading fragile. A single bulb hung from the ceiling illuminating the 2 figures next to the crate. Sitting in front was a gagged and bound Santana, trying to escape. On the side, a switchblade held eagerly at his hands, was Ghostface.

Rachel stormed towards him and grabbed Ghostface by the back of the mask.

"WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU!" she screamed as she ripped the mask off the figure. She gasped at the face staring back at here. "Oh my god," she muttered.

"Didn't expect this, did you Rach," Kurt chirped.

A/N :O Didn't expect that did you? I'm that evil! D Anyways, I hope you guys liked it. I missed writing this, and in 2 more chapters that is going to be permanent pain. Yes, after this there will be 2 more chapters: my explanation to everything that has happened and the final chapter. Sad isn't it? BUT, if I get 32 more reviews, Scream 2 will happen after I finish about 4 more stories. I have a new system: finish 5, start 1, until I finish all my other stories, then I will just do one story at a time. No recommendations today. Actually I might just retire that since it really isn't necessary. Ok? Please review! Love you guys Bye!

~Whitney the UndercoverGleek ;)