Chapter 17

Amara's POV

I knew I'd have to talk to my mom once she got home but I dreaded it. I'm now In the kitchen working on the filling for lasagna trying to take my mind off it. Could I have feelings for Stu too? My thoughts stop as I hear the footsteps of Stu and Billy walking into the kitchen but I refuse to look at them.

"Angel," Billy speaks up trying to walk to me, but I walk past him like he's not even there while trying to grab seasoning off the shelf.

Before I could Stu quickly stood in front of me making me stop in my path, I turned around to walk the other way but Billy was now in front of me.

"I am fine" I huff rolling my eyes and finally looking at Billy. Stu leans on my shoulder giving me puppy eyes and looking up at me making me look down at him. "I'm sorry it's just I'm worried about you," He says sounding sincere, I could feel myself turning red so I quickly looked away.

"Me too," Billy adds stepping closer and making me nervous. "I'm ready to listen when you're ready" I nod but don't say anything. I could've told Billy about the letters and my mom, I'm not sure why I haven't yet.

I feel Billy's hand on my lower waist before he suddenly pulls me into his chest.

"Would you smile I hate seeing you like this" He kisses my cheek forcing me to smile. "Yay now that we've made up," Stu says walking toward the bowl in my hand. "What's for dinner Wifey?" He questions teasingly trying to dip his finger in my mix.

I quickly smack his hand. "Ow." He whines. "It's not for you, my mom's getting off early tonight so we're gonna talk," I state moving from Billy to add it to the pan.

I turn around to Billy and Stu giving each other nervous looks. "What's wrong?" I was confused by their change in posture.

"Nothing Billy speaks up, I just remembered we have to deal with something back at Stu's," Billy says as Stu nods his head agreeing.

"Oh...okay I'll call you guys later," I say putting my now complete lasagna in the oven. I wiped off my hands and then walked over to Billy wrapping my arms around his neck and kissing him deeply as he gripped my waist.

"Yeah yeah, where's my hug." Stu interrupts smirking at us. I roll my eyes letting go of Billy then wrapping my arms around Stu. He grips me tightly for a few seconds before lightly letting go.

"By the way, I'm throwing a party tomorrow night, You're coming." He states looking down at me still holding me, I scoff at him. "That's not how you ask,".

Billy snakes his arm around my waist and bites my ear lobe. "Please be my date to Stu's party tomorrow." He pleads in my ear making me blush. Stu gives me a pleading look until I finally give in.

"Fine, I'll be there just go already," I say pushing them to the front door. "One more kiss," Billy asks pulling me to him.

"No," I say teasingly making Stu stick his tongue out at Billy. "Haha," he says mockingly.

Billy pretends to laugh before pushing Stu fully out the door, he grabs the back of my neck pulling me into a rough but deep kiss. "I love you." He whispers lowly making my heart race.

"I love you too," I reply pecking his lips once more before closing the door as he left.

After forty-five minutes the lasagna was done, and now I was just waiting on my mom. I popped in a movie to watch while I waited.

My mom came in seconds later in her nurse uniform her hair a curly mess. "Sweety you didn't have to make dinner," she immediately joins me at the table and starts to dig in. I watch her trying to think of how I could bring this up. We've been doing so well and she's changed so much and it scares me to jeopardize that.

"You okay sweety?" her voice of concern snaps me out of my thoughts. I nod pushing my plate away.

"I need to talk to you about something," she stops eating getting comfortable in her chair and giving me her full attention.

"A few days ago I went through your closet and a box of letters fell on me.. letters from Cotton Weary," my mom's eyes go wide she bites her lip looking away from me.

"Are you gonna say anything? Or did I just imagine I said all that" She shakes her head taking a deep breath

"Did you read them?"

"No I wanted to but I wanted to talk to you first," she nods in understanding before standing up.

"How about we read them together?" she offered and it kind of freaked me out. I head upstairs grabbing the shoe box, It only had letters in it yet it felt heavy as if it were filled with rocks. I hear a loud crash downstairs making me jump, almost dropping the box I grab my bat Betsy from under the bed holding it close. "Mom?" I slowly walk down the stairs ready to dart for the living room but a figure appears in my way.

"Dad?!" I say surprised backing away from him. How the hell is he here? He was barely breathing when I left him. I should've killed him.

He walks closer giving me an evil glare as I take a step back up a stair. "How long did you think you could hide from me?" He fumes clenching his fist in anger.

I knew what that meant...

I quickly turn to run up the stairs but he quickly grabs my hair pulling me back making me scream out the box falls the stairs spilling letters everywhere. He pushes me down the rest of the stairs making me land hard on my back.

I groan in pain and try to reach for my bat but he kicks it away.

He looks around the house before looking back down at me. "Should've known you'd come here." He grabs me by my hair again and starts dragging me to the kitchen.

"Let me go!" I scream out in pain punching and scratching at his hands.

"Let her go!" my mom shouts before jumping on my father's back he throws me down in front of him, making my face scrape against the floor. He claws at my mom's arms but she grips hard around his neck. He backs her hard into the wall I wince as she falls against the wall groaning in pain. His horrible eyes set on me I turn to him crawling away as he grabs a knife from its holder.

"She was begging me not to hurt you, But maybe now she'll know how I felt when Maureen died." He says pointing the knife at me.

"She understood me but there was always something off about you it wasn't until I read the letters that I realized you weren't mine,"

I tear up in pain and disbelief as I look at my mom who's eyes are on me in guilt. "I was hurt but then so relieved."

"I didn't kill Maureen and neither did Cotton," my mom speaks up gripping her side. Is she defending him? Oh god, he's.

"Cotton's my father?"

"Congratulations, too bad you're never gonna meet him," my mom screams out before he comes near me.

"Please take me not my baby girl, " she begs on her knees crying but he just laughs at her like she means nothing.

"All in due time,"

His face gets darker as he grabs me by my elbow pulling me up before slamming me face-first down onto the dining table. I feel dizzy as he pins my arms behind me he pulls my head back making me watch my mom cry hysterically still begging for him to let me go. He whispers something I can't understand in my ear before I feel a knife against my throat.

Thinking it was all over I closed my eyes waiting for the pain but it never came. His hands release me. I fall in shock feeling arms hold me I look up to see my mom pulling me against her. I look past her shoulders to see Ghostface's masked figure stabbing him repeatedly before gutting him. My mom tries to pull my face against her but I keep my eyes on the pretty picture, the screams the sounds the begging. I loved it, I couldn't help but smile.

When he's finally done he just stares at us for a long while as if debating if he felt like killing more people. We notice sirens in the distance and sigh in relief, "You should go," my mom warns the intruder. He nods before dragging the body through the backdoor and into the woods.