The girl sat down inside the room, Kirby beside her as they watched the officers speak to one another. The door opened "hey, Jill" her eyes widen "uh Sidney hi!" Jill hugged the woman "It's nice to see you, even under the circumstances".

The sound of shouting could be heard outside the door way, "she's family to me asshat, I'm her cousins fiancé, you got about five seconds to let me inside that room before I shove my foot so far up your asses!".

Sidney sighed deeply as she opened the door "he's fine, let him in" Corey burst into the room "can you believe those guys! Damn near punched them for being so fucking stupid! I should have Dewey fire there sorry asses, teach em to piss me off".

"Corey!" Jill smiled brightly at the sight of the man as he walked towards her. "I came over here the second I heard, are you alright?".

She hugged him "yeah" he reached into his pocket "you girls should hang onto these" Dewey's eyes widen as Corey handed each of the girls a pocket knife. "Corey! This is a police station you can't carry weapons around like that".

He grinned "oh please I used to sneak shit in here all the time when I was fifteen, besides these girls can keep themselves safe if they hold onto those".

"Uh thanks" he nodded at the girl as he moved back beside Sidney. "So two of you got phone calls?" Jill pointed at the girl beside her "yeah, us two".

The other girl leaned forward "What's your favorite scary movie? It was the killers voice from stab, I mean you know, your lives".

Corey sighed "I've always hated that stupid voice, wish these assholes would just stop being pussies and use there real voices, ain't so tough without there little voice changer".

Sidney glared at Corey and he huffed "don't act like it ain't true Sid, we've dealt with this shit far too many times for me to act even remotely respectfully about this mother fucker. Shoot them in the fucking skull the first chance I get.. put them right beside the other assholes who tried fucking with me".

Dewey sighed "Corey maybe it's best you wait outside" Corey glared at Dewey. Making the man sigh deeply "I'm Kirby, by the way am their friend". Sidney looked at the girl "and the killer didn't call you?".

She shock her head then she let out a heavy breath "wait is that a bad thing? Does that mean that I am not gonna live as long as these two?".

Corey let out a light laugh "probably, I'd be careful of who you call friends, might just stab you in the back, only way to survive, kill them first".

Kirby let out a loud gasp "oh my god, did you hear that? I am gonna be next". Corey pulled the door open but was stopped by Judy.

"Dewey, I shouldn't be here. I should leave town. Me and Corey can just go back home" Dewey smiled sadly "I am afraid that's not really possible, Sidney. Look nobody thinks you're involved, but everyone's a suspect, I'm sorry".

She sighed deeply and Corey huffed in annoyance "shit wouldn't be surprised if people think it's me, there's still people on my ass to this day thinking I'm some psycho killer following after his dead husband. Betcha they're enjoying this".

"You both will have 24 hour police surveillance, we'll make sure you're safe". Corey rolled his eyes "honestly Dewey, screw that I can protect myself, keep them on Sidney, I don't need your men wasting time trying to keep me alive".

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Corey leaned into the wall talking on the phone with Tatum and Randy. Jill stood in the kitchen smiling after trying the food her mother made.

"Uhm, tasty" Kirby held onto plates placing them down as she looked at Sidney who sat across from Dewey on the couch.

"She's so pretty. When you think about what she survived. She must have scars everywhere" Jill looked at Kirby "shh, come on we can't just talk about that right now, especially since Corey's here too". Kirby leaned into the counter "I bet he has a bunch of scars too, I feel like he had it the worst".

Jills mother sighed "her mom is my sister, I have scars too, no one ever asks me about my scars". Kirby looked at the woman "I am so sorry, Mrs. Roberts I didn't mean....".

Jill rolled her eyes "she means knife scars mom" Corey walked into the kitchen grinning as he leaned into the counter. "Technically it's not just knife scars, they never showed it in the movies, cause apparently bullet wounds are lame".

He lifted his shirt upwards "woah! You were shot" he pushed his shirt back down "little gift from detective Mark Kincaid. He thought I was the killer back in 2000, lost his job when they released I was innocent. I have tons of scars from all the assholes who tried killing me, most of them are healed now".

"I honestly thought in the 2000 attacks you weren't hurt at all, seeing it was your husband behind the killings and all". Corey let out a shaky breath "they don't show it in the movies, but I was hurt not by him of course, at least not physically".

He grabbed the plates from Kirby's grasp "it's the ones closet to you that can hurt you that most, if I were you, I'd ditch town, you have the choice too".

He left the kitchen "that was intense, I can't believe the stab movies didn't show how awesome he was!". Jill laughed lightly at Kirby as they walked into the dining room "I mean seriously, it would've been so cool seeing what really happened to him. Who knows what else they took out of the movies".

Corey sat down on the couch sighing deeply as Sidney sat down beside him. "You got yourself a fan Corey, Kirby keeps talking about you".

He smiled as he wrapped his arm around Sidney "I like Kirby, she's a pretty cool kid, and I mean she has the pocket knife I gave her still, which is smart on her end". Sidney leaned into Corey's shoulder letting out a heavy breath.

"Part of me wished I never came here, maybe none of this would be happening" Corey looked down at Sidney. "Hey it's not your fault, shit we didn't know some asshole would do all of this, I may hate the fucker but you gotta admit, it was perfect timing on there end, the second I show up... it was like they had it planned in advance".

Sidney stood up off the couch "we better wash up for dinner". She walked off into the kitchen and Corey sighed deeply as he pushed his hands into his face, his breathing heavy as he fought against the thoughts racing inside his mind.

"Uh Corey, my mom said dinners ready" he looked up at Jill smiling softly "I don't think I'm gonna be eating tonight, don't think I could keep it down".

He stood up off the couch grabbing his car keys "uh is it safe for you to be leaving right now? I saw the cop cars outside earlier". Corey opened the door "just going for a drive, besides I used to sneak past cops when I was your age, tell Sid I'll be back".

He closed the door behind him walking off towards his car "hey, where are you going!" he rolled his eyes at the officer as he got into his truck.

"I'm just going to the store, relax I'll only be like three minutes max!" he drove off down the road in a fast manner. Music blasting into his ears as he grabbed a cigarette off of his dashboard.

He stopped at the red light reaching down for his lighter "fucking cops, think they can stop me" he let out an annoyed breath as he lit the cigarette.

Sidney sat down at the table "did you tell Corey dinner was ready Jill?" the girl sat down beside Kirby "uh he sorta left, he didn't say where though, he told me to tell you he'd be back later".

Sidney sighed "I'll just call him real quick" she stood up from the table walking into the living room to grab her phone.

Corey tapped his fingers along the steering wheel as he sung along to the song playing. He was almost back to Jill's house when the figure appeared in the road. "Jesus Christ!" he slammed on his breaks.

The figure ran towards his window "shit!" he yelled out when the knife sliced his arm slightly. He pushed the door open making the figure fall onto the ground. He stepped out of the car laughing lightly as he grabbed his pocketknife.

"Oh let's dance motherfucker!" he ran forward kicking the knife out of the figures hand. His foot colliding with there face as he sneered angrily.

Corey screamed out when his ankle was grabbed roughly his body being pulled towards the ground. The knife stabbed into his side making him cry out as he stabbed his pocket knife into the figures arm.

He cringed when the blood fell onto his face "get the fuck off me!" he pushed the figure away from him groaning as he got into his truck.

He locked the doors trying to roll his windows up "oh fuck" the knife sliced his cheek making him wince as he drove off down the road.

Sidney Prescott was a mess, she paced back and forth "he's not picking up, he always picks up" Kirby and Jill looked at the woman with worry.

"Maybe he just didn't see the call, I'm sure he's fine Sidney" the woman sat down sighing in worry "this isn't something he would just ignore".

Corey felt lightheaded as he tried his best to drive away from the killer. His eyes kept closing but he did his best to not crash into anything.

The glass behind him shattered "oh fuck!" he screamed when the figure grabbed his shirt roughly making the material rip as he started swerving the car. He slammed on the breaks the figures body smacking into the car roughly.

"Get your Michael Myers ass, off my fucking truck!" he crashed into a light post. The loud sound of the figure climbing off the truck making him throw his seatbelt off and jump out of the passenger seat. He groaned as he held onto his side limping down the road as the killer chased him.

He cried out when he was pushed into the road his face burning as it hit the gravel. His head thrown back roughly as the knife struck his back. He screamed his teeth chattering along each other as he smacked his hand against the killers knee.

He felt the hand let go of his knee as he turned around and punched them straight in the face. He didn't even turn back to attempt to see who it was, he just ran as fast as he could down the road.

His eyes widen when the figure wrapped there arms around him, the knife slamming into his stomach as he struggled to escape his grasp.

He slammed his foot down into the sole of the persons boot making them let him go. "Can't aim for shit you asshole!" he ran off his body colliding into the front door. He winced as he pounded on the door his eyes watching as the figure ran towards him.

"Fuck! Sidney! Open the door! Sidney!" the door burst open "Corey!" the knife sliced his wrist when he slammed the door shut. He locked it quickly wincing when Sidney gripped his arm.

"That's blood! Oh my god. That's a lot of blood" Corey glared at Kirby "that's what happens when you get stabbed, god I need a fucking drink".

Sidney sighed "you need a hospital Corey, you're losing a lot of blood". He grabbed a bottle of beer out of the fridge drinking it quickly.

"Came outta nowhere, made me crash the truck, do you know how expensive that's gonna be to fix" he sighed deeply as he pressed his fingers into his nose. "I lost my pocket knife and I'm honestly just pissed off, okay... let's go to the hospital".

He groaned as he opened the door taking another swig of his beer as Sidney helped him towards the police car. "Jill lock the door and stay inside" Corey climbed into the car "I hate my life".

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authors notes:
Corey not being phased as he bleeds out, we love that. He's already over this shit, give it like an entire hour and he'll be back at the house going on about his truck and pocket knife. Kirby would definitely be the only one to listen to him.