CHAPTER ELEVEN

"Guess we won't be needing this anymore." Randy spoke into the voice changer before placing it in Neal's top pocket. "And oh look at this ring-ring won't need this." The phone also went into Neal's top pocket.

"Got the ending figured out yet, Syd?" Billy asked.

"Come on Syd. You think about it now, huh? Your daddy's the chief suspect we cloned his cellular. Evidence is all right there!"

"What if your father snapped? Your mother's anniversary set him off and he went on a killing spree. Killing everyone. Even his precious little girls. Except for me and Randy, we were left for dead. And then he kills you and shot himself in the head. Perfect ending." Billy explained his grand plan.

"I thought of that."

"Watch this. Ready?" Billy pulled out the knife that was used to stab Indie, still coated in her blood, and plunged it into Randy's abdomen.

"You see Syd! Everybody dies but us. Everybody dies but us. We get to carry on and plan the sequel. 'Cause let's face it baby, these days you gotta have a sequel." Randy said through the pain.

"You sick fucks have seen to many movies! You killed my sister and my mother and now what, you're going to kill each other?" Sydney yelled.

Billy stabbed Randy once again causing the boy to let out a groan of pain.

"Syd, don't blame the movies. The movies don't create psychos, movies make psychos more creative." Billy explained.

"Oh stop it Billy, would you? Alright? I can't take it anymore. I'm feeling a little woozy here!" Randy moaned.

"Alright, Alright, get the gun and I'll untie pops. Okay?" Billy commanded.

Randy turned to grab the gun but noticed he had a little problem. The gun was no longer on the table where Randy had left it. Before the pair could search for it, Gale Weathers burst in with the gun in hand.

"Man, I thought she was dead!" Billy groaned in frustration.

"She looked dead, man! She still does!" Randy said in disgust, taking in the news reporter's appearance.

"I've got an ending for you. The reporter left for dead in the news van comes to. Stumbles on to you two dipshits. Finds the gun, foils your plan, and saves the day." Gale said cockily.

"I like that ending." Sydney smirked for the first time.

"I know something you don't."

Sydney's smile dropped once Billy walked towards Gale and the gun didn't go off. Billy kicked Gale out the front door, where she hit something and didn't get off the ground again.

It works better without the safety on." Billy knocked the safety off the gun and raised it at Gale. "This is Gale Weathers signing off-"

Randy turned back to watch Sydney's reaction but swore when he noticed that her and her father and disappeared.

"What? Where are they? Where are they?" Billy fumed.

"I don't know but, I'm hurting man." Randy clutched the wound on his stomach and staggered as he walked. A small amount of guilt coursed through him when he saw Indie's body laying on the floor but the phone rang and the guilt was gone.

"Hello?" Billy answered.

"Are you alone in the house?" Sydney drawled into the phone, using the voice changer.

"You bitch, where the fuck are you?" Billy growled.

"Not so fast I want to play a little game, it's called..." Sydney's voice returned to normal. "...guess who just called the police and reported your sorry motherfucking ass."

"Find her you dipshit, get up!" Billy screamed at his partner who was currently on his knees.

"I can't Billy. I think you cut me too deep. I think I'm dying here, man."

"Hello?" Randy answered the phone that Billy had passed to him. Billy had gone searching for his girlfriend. Now the tables had turned and Sydney was the one doing the tormenting.

"Oh, Randy, Randy, Randy, what's your motive? Billy's got one, the police are on their way. What are you going to tell them?" Sydney said, fake sweetness dripping in her tone.

"Peer pressure, I'm far too sensitive. And Billy is scary." Randy gasped into the phone.

Due to not being able to find her, Billy came back to the hallway and snatched the phone off of Randy.

"I'm going to rip you up you bitch, just like your fucking mother." He snarled into the phone.

"You got to find me first you pansy ass-momma's boy." Sydney teased.

Out of rage, Billy hit Randy with the phone making the wounded boy swear in pain.

"Fucker, where are you? You fuck!" Billy screamed into the phone but obviously got no reply. Dropping the phone, Billy stormed the house looking for Sydney. Randy, who knew he was dying and didn't want to be alone in his last moments, picked up the phone to talk to Sydney again.

"Did you really call the police?" At that moment, the killer sounded so innocent and scared but Sydney didn't feel an ounce of sympathy for him.

"You bet your sorry ass I did."

"My mom and dad are going to be so mad at me." Randy sobbed into the phone.

Stopping at the closet, Billy peered into dark cupboard but didn't see anything. When he looked back into the closet, Sydney appeared in the Ghostface costume and slammed into Billy with an umbrella.

Screaming, Billy fell to the floor and Sydney stood over him. Using his last ounce of strength, Randy attacked Sydney by running into her. As retaliation, Sydney smashed a vase over his head.

"I always had a thing for you, Syd! Bitch!" Randy yelled in pain.

"In your dreams!" Sydney retorted, pushing the TV off the stand and onto Randy's head. Due to being electrocuted, Randy died from the impact but his body kept spasming for moments after.

Someone creeped up behind Sydney causing her to jump and look for an object. However, when her mind processed who it was, she instantly relaxed, throwing herself into his arms.

"I'm sorry, it's alright." The person comforted.

"Oh my god, Stu! I thought you were dead!"