Corey couldn't sleep, he stared at the wall listening to the light snores of Roman. He sighed deeply as he sat up from the bed, putting on his shirt he walked out of the room nearing the kitchen.

He leaned into the counter pressing his hands into his face as he thought about his life. "Damn it" he smacked his hands against the counter he grabbed his phone out of his pocket.

He stared at it for a long time before he put it down on the counter. He sighed deeply as he opened the fridge and grabbed a bottle of beer.

"Corey?" he jumped the bottle slipping out of his hands and against the floor. "Shit!" he hissed out in discomfort as the glass jabbed into his feet.

He smacked his head against the refrigerator door groaning as he rubbed at the sore flesh. "Roman, you scared the shit outta me!" the man walked towards him "I woke up and you were gone, just got worried you ran off or something".

Corey let out a weak laugh as he sat down on the counter "I was gonna get drunk, pretend my life isn't going down hill and that I'm okay".

He pressed his fingers into the shard of glass beneath his foot and pulled it out. He winced at the sting of it as the blood dropped onto the floor.

"Let me do that" Roman grabbed the broom cleaning up the broken bottle. Corey watched him with a light smile "hey thanks, for not thinking I'm crazy... Sarah, I don't blame her for thinking..".

Roman looked at him "she's lying! She's just scared and she took it out on the first person she could blame. What happened in your past is none of my business, and it's not hers either".

Corey pulled another shard of glass out of his foot "I used to think I'd never get this kind of life, one where I'm not being hunting down by some guy in a mask. One where I'm like all the people who don't have so many fucked up memories".

Roman grabbed a hold of his hands "hey, you still got that life.. no way am I letting some creep in a mask ruin what we got. It's you and me remember".

Corey grinned "you're cute when you're all motivational, maybe you're right... i think I'm just overthinking this entire situation, it's probably nothing, let's go back to bed".

Corey carefully stepped off the counter walking towards the stairs. "You don't have to work tomorrow if you don't want, I'm sure you can just relax here and sleep away the day".

Corey winced when his foot began throbbing "okay, because my foot is killing me right now". Roman watched as Corey walked back into the bedroom, he let out a heavy breath as he clicked on Sarah Darlings contact, she would pay for what she did.

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Corey opened his eyes the sun shining through the windows making the room brighten. He groaned as he sat up, he stretched as he stood off the bed. He walked down the steps seeing the house was empty as he turned on the television.

"Reports are saying another murder has taken place, actress Sarah Darling was found brutally murdered on the set of Stab III...".

Corey let out a shaky breath as he grabbed his car keys and ran out of the house. He screamed when he smacked into someone, his eyes reddened as tears slipped out of them harshly.

"Babe, I came as soon as I got the call about..." Corey hugged the man tightly his body shaking as he let out heavy breaths. "It's happening again. it's happening again Rome".

Corey cried "hey it's alright, let's get inside" Corey sighed deeply "no, let's get out of here, I'm sure people on set are in desperate need of coffee".

"They can wait another day, how much coffee can one person drink in a week anyways?". Corey walked back inside the house "I gotta call Dewey, see what he thinks about all of this".

Corey walks towards the counter "damn, I could've sworn my phone was right here". He ignored it and walked towards the couch, he sighed loudly as he sat down beside Roman "so much for your movie".

Roman sighed "I'll have to head back soon, I imagine they'll tell me it's a wrap on everything". The man leaned back and Corey looked at the television "I wonder if Sidney knows what's going on, I don't even remember her phone number to call and try warning her about all of this".

Roman turned "it's not your responsibility to call her, she's stopped calling you two years ago, besides I'm sure she's seen the news, this is the worlds next best thing since stab II".

Corey laughed lightly "gosh I hated stab II, they cut like half of my scenes, made Sidney be the one who killed Hallie and Mickey, they basically made me the weak side character who isn't the hero".

"Hey, I think you're a hero.. and you should've been the star of that movie, it would've been so much better that way anyways". Corey grinned "I wish you made that movie, but that came out ages ago, so there's no point on thinking about it anymore. Someone's trying to make a new movie, it'll likely be the new stab III when this shit is all over with, how lame!".

Roman burst into laughter and Corey couldn't help but smile "see you think it's lame too! I mean I wouldn't be surprised if they just kept making stab movies, it gets worst as it goes onwards".

Corey leaned towards the man's face "I think your movie is the best one" he whispered it, his eyes looking down at Romans lips then at his eyes.

They kissed, and Corey gripped the man's face with such determination as he was lowered into the couch cushions. His arms wrapped around the man as he deepened the kiss, he ignored the loud ringing of his phone, likely hidden away somewhere.

He sat up slightly tugging his shirt off and letting it collide with the floor. Roman's eyes lingered along the scars on Corey's flesh, the boy smiled weakly.

"Perks of Billy Loomis, Stu Macher, Hallie and Mickey, although those two really did a lot more damage compared to Billy and Stu, kinda wish they weren't all psychos...I spent months healing and honestly I'm still not over it".

The moment slipped away by the knock on the door. Corey was silent until he stood up off the couch and put his shirt back on. "I'll get it" he opened the door groaning when the fist collided into his nose. He fell towards the ground crying out as he held onto his bleeding nose.

Tom looked pissed, a cigarette in his lips as he rubbed his hand against his chest. "You mother fucker! It's your fault she's dead! You're a freak! I betcha enjoyed cutting her open".

Corey looked at the man with crazed eyes Roman slammed the door shut his breathing heavy. "Fuck, I can't believe he did that!" Corey looked at his hands. The blood mending into them his eyes widen in horror the voices screamed inside his head.

He could feel the ache of the knife stabbing his flesh, the mask burning holes into his soul. The bold smirk on all of there lips as they revealed themselves to him, a simple game.

A sick twisted one he was always apart of, he couldn't escape it. His breathing was heavy, his hands shaking as the blood dripped down his chin.

"shit... shit... shit" he pinched his eyes shut groaning at the pain in his nose "Corey" he flinched when Roman touched his shoulder.

"Hey it's me.. it's me..." Corey let out a whimper as Roman gripped his face "you're safe, it's just me, breath Corey, breath for me".

"I can't... I can't do this again Rome, I just can't" Roman smiled weakly "I won't let anyone hurt you, you know that right? I'd never let anyone hurt you".

Corey let out a shaky breath as he hugged the man he pinched his eyes shut "I think he broke my nose". Roman held onto Corey tightly "he's going to pay for what he did to you...".

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authors notes:
one word: FUCK!
I'm not gonna be able to handle the heart ache I will feel when I have to write Corey finding out Roman is ghostface, it's gonna be so fucked! I mean I know Romans doing all of this to keep Corey safe and also trying to get at Sidney but shit! also Tom attacking Corey... gets blown up the next chapter.. god we love Roman for that, talk about standards