Chapter nine,

a sense of betrayal

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   Amaya parked her car on the side of the street of Amber Freeman's home, it had quite seemed that the party ended already. It had taken her quite awhile for her to even get here 'cause of the stop she had made on the way over here, she wasn't about to walk in here unprepared.

   Her phone buzzed, quickly pulling out her cellphone and noticing it was her father calling her, she clicked answer putting the phone against her here, "Hello?" She questioned her dad hesitantly, wondering why he was calling her.

   "Amaya! Where are you?" Lorenzo yelled out to his daughter, through the phone, he had been on the road with Sydney Prescott and Gale Weathers on there way over here after realizing that this was a set up.

"Don't be mad," She began speaking, "But I got a call from Ghostface that he was here, and threatening to hurt Chad, so I came over here!" She quickly added.

Instead of hearing her fathers voice she heard her Aunt Sydney's voice, "It's a set up, Amaya. You need to get the fuck out of that house, it's too risky to be alone!" She told her niece, it was the same memo that she had told Samantha Carpenter.

"Set up or not. I'm not risking losing another person in my life — who was in my life!" Chad was too important for her, that if he were to end up dead, she'd lose it. Despite breaking up with him about a year ago, she has never talked or fallen in love with another man. Morally, so 'cause of her fears, and not wanting to be touched by a man, "I – I have to go." She hung the phone up, and shoving it inside her jean pocket.

She stepped into view of the home, porch lights and the inside of the house lights were still on. She had been holding onto a gun that was on her other hand, as she had simply heard grunting going on to her left side, she slowly headed that direction, raising both of her hands while she begin to hold the gun, and remembering how her Godfather had taught her how to shoot and hold a gun, she suddenly felt her hands beginning to shake, but she ultimately dropped her hands with the gun down, and noticing it was just Chad who was grunting in pain, blood all over him.

   "Oh my god." Amaya cried out running towards Chad and bending down to his level, turning him over, his eyes widened when he seen her.

   "Maya?" He whispered, grunting in pain. A part of him felt as if this was a hallucination going on since he had gotten stabbed multiple times, but then remembered something, "You told me to meet you here. . ." He sounded almost confused when he questioned her this. He received a message earlier from her on how she wanted to tell him something important, and to meet him outside.

   Amaya who was applying pressure on the stab wounds he had in his stomach, and didn't have anything to apply pressure on the stab wound in his leg, spoke up, "I never messaged you, Chad. I was in the hospital all morning, and then Dewey was killed by Ghostface, and I remained there," She began speaking, "Until I received a call from Ghostface who had – " Her eyes widened when she paused midway from her sentence, this was a set up.

   Chad had noticed her sudden panic expression and demeanor change, "W-what's wrong?" He had questioned her, his eyes were suddenly searching hers for a respond.

   "This is a set up," Amaya whispered, "We need to leave, right now! Do you think that you can stand?" She questioned him worriedly, she instantly grabbed his arm, slinging it around her shoulder all while Chad attempted to apply pressure on the leg that wasn't stabbed.

Chad simply grunted in pain standing up, arm wrapped around Amaya's shoulder with his other hand supporting his back to stand himself up, and just before they can begin their walk towards her car, someone had came into their view. Amber. Amber, but she had on – A outfit that represented Ghostface.

"No one's going anywhere," Amber began, as she had specifically been pointing the gun at Amaya, "Specifically, you bitch! The games just starting." Amber snarled.

Chad who breathed out in pain, "Stop, Amber! Leave her alone, just please let us go." He practically begged her, he could feel the bullets that were inside him as it was giving him extreme discomfort, and his vision lightly fading, but not too the extreme.

Amber tilted her head, "No, she's quite useful actually, and you're going to enjoy this. I sure am going to enjoy this!" She had laughed in excitement, eyes twinkling in excitement for all the plans Richie and her have.

Everything went too fast, as Amber had quickly shot Amaya on her in stomach, and making Chad call out for Amaya's name while they had both fell straight on the grass, and only to feel their bodies both being dragged one by one inside the home.

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   Amaya could hear talking going on in a room, her eyes slowly opening up, her vision wasn't quite clear yet until she had blinked her eyes several times, and slowly glancing around as she had noticed that they were in the kitchen, and right across from her she could see Chad who's arms were tied just as hers were also tied up, his head was quickly shaking for her to not make a sound.

   Just as she was about to say anything, the voice of Samantha could be heard, "You did all this just to make me the hero of your fucked up movie?" She sneered at so person, she couldn't see who Samantha was speaking, but she assumed it was Amber.

Though, her eyes had widened when she heard this voice, "Sweetie, you're not the hero. You're the villain." It was Richie, Samantha's boyfriend, he was the second Ghostface? But he seemed so stupid, "The daughter of Billy Loomis. Who see's fucked up visions of her dead dad! " He remarked before continuing, "Sydney Prescott killed your father. You. . . did all this just to get her back to Woodsboro. "

   She could hear Amber speaking, "You know what the biggest problem with the Stab movies is?" Amaya could hear Amber's voice, but she couldn't see her as she was sat on the ground, "There's no Michael Myers or Jason Voorhees. No bad guy to keep coming back." She taunted, voice getting louder, "But the illegitimate daughter of the original mastermind? Now that's a fucking villain." Amber had gotten excited.

   "How did you know?" Samantha looked at Amber in confusion, and worrisome.

   Amber could almost laugh at this, "About your father?" She sounded ecstatic, "It's a small town, and your moms a drunk!" She laughed, "I met Richie on the Stab subreddit. I've been obsessed ever since my parents bought this house. We realized pretty quickly, we had similar ideas." Amber retorted.

   Amaya slowly began to panic, as she was attempting to untie herself, but her elbow had accidentally banged against the wall of the counter, it was that she had immediately froze, and what had ultimately caused Richie to pause whatever he was going to say.

   Richie's voice suddenly boomed, "Hold on a minute, baby. I think I hear someone's finally awakened." He taunted, footsteps approaching as he reached where Amaya stood with a smirk planted on his face when he seen Chad's facial expression, Richie bent down to Amaya's level all while she attempted to avoid eye contact, "Boo!" Richie simply said, hand immediately gripping her arm, and picking her up to stand up on her feet just as Richie went towards Chad, and picked him up as well, pushing him against the counter, both grunting in pain.

Gale who attempted to get up to grab her Goddaughter from anything that could possibly happen, only for Richie to point the gun at her, "Sit the fuck down, Gale Weathers!" He had snarled back at her. Gale backed down, swallowing her saliva.

Amber who began to let out a laugh, "God, how I've been waiting for this one," Amber laughed in amusement almost sounding bitter. She never fucking liked Amaya, so when she followed Chad and Amaya this once it was when she had a plan in store, a sadistic actually one that could possibly work, "The downfall of Amaya Delgado. That sounds so good, right? I mean I actually did accomplish with your downfall." She laughed.

   "What the fuck does that even mean?" She snarled at Amber, pushing her stomach against the counter, and applying a good amount of pressure to stop the bleeding.

   "I never really liked you," Amber began speaking being honest, "You just needed to be perfect on almost everything. Perfect grades, perfect dad, perfect godparents, and a good fucking boyfriend." She had bitterly snapped at Amaya, eyes glancing at Chad before going glancing back to Amaya's, "It's why I had this perfect plan made two years ago, and I didn't really have anyone to help me with it, or anyone who'd agree with it, but then I had met Richie, and I just knew my plan would finally work, and it did a year ago." She chuckled.

   Amaya began to panic, her body began shaking at this confession, "W-what plan?" She had felt herself panicking on the inside. If what Amber is saying that means the person who assaulted her was in this room, "Oh my god." Amaya felt herself trembling in fear, eyes had immediately focused on Richie who waved his hand in the air around with the gun.

   That could only simply mean one thing. . . that he was Paloma's father, a part of her could feel some of her vomit going up her throat, tasting it and it making her feel nothing, but pure nausea.

   Richie began speaking, "Why don't you tell pretty boy over there what happened!" He taunted her, Amaya shaking her head at this, she didn't want to relieve this or tell Chad, specifically all the people in the room. Some hadn't known about the truth, and just the lie.

"Please don't make me tell him, Amber." She practically cried out, eyes glancing at her, and practically begging her to not let her relieve this, "Please?" Voice breaking.

   "Tell him bitch, better yet tell everyone!"

   Amaya simply cried out, and taking a deep breath, and simply avoiding to look at Chad when saying this, she couldn't look at him in this eyes when saying this, it was too difficult for her, "A year ago, I was at the library, and left pretty late. That as I continued my walk back home, I began to hear footsteps behind me, and when I turned around there was this man in a ski mask, and my first instinct was too run, and I did," She inhaled her breath and exhaled before continuing, "But he was much more faster and stronger than me, and that no matter how hard I fought him, he simply won. He had taken advantage of me that night, and too disgusted about that horrific night, I simply lied to mostly everyone and you, that when I had taken my pregnancy test three months later, and found out I was pregnant. I knew that I had to lie." She whispered that last part.

She couldn't look at Chad or anyone in the room, but she could hear the expression from her Godmother and Aunt, but she couldn't look at them, she felt so disgusted at herself right now. Chad remained clouded in his thoughts, the girl he loves had been taken advantage of a year ago, and remained afraid to say anything. He felt so angry at himself that he didn't protect her that night, and she kept this to herself, it was this time that he vowed to himself that he'd protect her better, and be there for her. Nothing could change how he feels for her, she meant everything to him since they were kids.

Amber jumped up in excitement, "Oh, this is where the sick part actually begins," Amber had simply taunted Amaya who furrowed her eyebrows in confusion, "Richie's not your baby's father." She had faked her pity to Amaya.

   Amaya who was simply confused, "Yes, he is! He took advantage of me," Amaya snarled back, groaning in immediate pain from being shot in the stomach.

   Richie who simply approached her not before pointing the gun at Samantha to remain still, as his hands simply ran against Amaya's body, "Don't you be touching her, you fucking sick pig!" Chad remarked in pure venom. He'd be dammed to let Amaya get hurt, and despite attempting to untie himself the knot was tied extremely well.

   Richie who leaned his lips against Amaya's ear, whispered quite loud this part, "I wore a condom that night." Amaya had cried out in discomfort.

"W-what?"

Amaya looked at the two in confusion until Amber simply spoke up, a laughter escaping her lips, all while she begin to speak, "It wasn't hard hearing about this date you had planned out with Chad," Amber could feel herself almost laughing at this and she wasn't even halfway her speech where she revealed the truth, "You should really lock your gym locker, Chad because it was easy sneaking inside, and digging through your jean pockets until I found what I needed." She closed her lips, glancing at the two lovers in amusement.

Richie who laughed humorously at his girlfriends vague response, "Just tell 'em baby, they sure are getting desperate." He retorted.

Amber who smiled tauntingly continued on her speech, "I found your condom packet's, and man it felt good picking holes on all of them, it's kinda stupid you didn't even notice, but you were too busy fucking Amaya to even realize that there was holes in all of your condoms." She had quickly called out, jumping up in accomplishment when she seen their faces, it was hysterical.

   Chad who had felt his heart drop alongside Amaya at this revelation, it couldn't possibly be true. Amaya couldn't believe this, she felt like she was about to pass out at this sudden confession.

   "I — it can't be true." Amaya whispered.

   "Well – it's true. Paloma is Chad's daughter." Amber stated casually, "And, man it made me feel so fucking great that for a straight fucking year, you actually believed that you were carrying your rapists baby." She had practically laughed.

You're sick!" Amaya snarled at her.

"I know, but too bad Paloma won't have a mom anymore, but at least she'll have her dad with her." Amber causally spoke.

"Wh–"

It was all she could manage to say before the sound of the gun that was in Richie's hand could be her heard shooting someone, her eyes glancing down her stomach when she felt something sliding down her, and it was only for her to notice that she was shot, again. This was where all chaos was suddenly unleashed, and her body had ultimately sunk down to the ground with Chad immediately getting towards her level, and dragging her closer to him, and simply laying her down to his lap, and gently picking her up to hold her into his arms, tears escaping his eyes, all while he held onto the body of the girl he loves in his arms.

"I love you." He simply whispered, cradling her in his arms, ignoring the screaming and chaos that was unfolding, "I love you." He had whispered to her once, again.

He could only wish for that this wouldn't be her last breath. She needed to survive this, she just had to.

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𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞, Oh my god did you see that
🤭🤭.  This was probably a tiny bit twisted, and messy.

Did anyone see that coming? There's going to be one chapter left which is AU to kinda close of act one.

Serious, serious question. Does anyone know where I can find scream six script??