Corey slept on the couch, his grasp tight on a baseball bat as light snores left his lips. He claimed he'd keep watch, seeing the officers outside couldn't do their jobs properly.

He opened his eyes sitting up and adjusting his grip on the bat. He looked around not seeing anything out of place as he slowly stood up from the couch. He rubbed at his eyes walking into the kitchen and pulling open the fridge. The light was bright making him wince slightly as he grabbed a beer.

He closed the fridge jumping at the sight of Jill "jesus! Jill you scared me... what are you doing awake? It's like four in the morning".

She looked at the beer bottle in his hand "I could say the same about you, does Sidney know you're down here getting drunk?". Corey shoved the refrigerator door shut "what are you, my mother?".

He walked past her sitting back down on the couch Jill sighed as she walked towards him and sat down. "You know when I first heard you were going to marry Sidney, I was shocked, I mean we don't really know each other. But we've talked on the phone a few times a lot more then Sidney does".

Corey sighed "you know, you're like the fifth person to tell me that... I mean that you're shocked I proposed to Sidney, it was Gale first and then Randy and shit even Dewey and Tatum, now you're saying it too. Why's everyone so upset about it?".

Jill shock her head "I'm not upset about it, you two make each other happy, but it's just... I assume after what happened in 2000, you'd I don't know hate her forever or just be friends".

Corey took a big gulp of his beer making Jill wide her eyes "I uh, sorry if that hit a nerve, I can just drop it and go back to bed".

She stood up nearing the steps "Roman would've wanted me to be happy, I know everyone expects me to hate Sidney because she killed him. But I could never truly hate her, she's gone through a lot more then me, shit I can't make it worst by hating her for protecting herself".

Jill sat back down "if I'm being honest I think you lost a lot more then her. You lost your sister, and all of your friends turned out to be killers, and then your husband turned out to be a killer as well. And now you're still being targeted, aren't you ever tired of it all?".

Corey laughed lightly "kid, once this shit is apart of your life, you never escape it. I'm so terrified of trusting anyone these days, shit I had eleven years where no one was trying to kill me. But I still felt like they were around the corner ready to kill me. Eleven years... and I spent every single day locked inside my house, making sure my doors and windows were locked every night and morning. Never left to meet anyone, didn't work unless I had too, it's a curse Jill, this life is a fucking curse and I hope you can get outta it, before it sinks it's teeth deeper into your heart".

Jill smiled sadly "how do you handle it all? I mean you must be so miserable all the time, especially since everyone knows who you are".

Corey looked at the beer bottle in his hand "after awhile it's like the world around you doesn't even exist anymore. People don't matter, all that matters is surviving another day. You want my honest advice, stop trusting people, if you have no one to target you, then you're out of it".

Corey looked at the television "oh and never watch the news, trust me your name will be plastered all over that shit, people will make you out to be the bad guy and not the good guy. Also not to mention it's lame anyways".

At the sound of a thud outside Corey grabbed the baseball bat and ran towards the front door. He ignored Jill who told him to just wait and make sure it wasn't a raccoon. Corey walked outside shivering as the cold air hit his skin harshly.

Light drops of rain coated his shirt as he walked slowly down the steps. He looked around the side of the house heading the thud get louder.

He picked up his pace he turned screaming when the figure jumped out of a bush. Throwing there hands towards him in a taunting manner.

He smacked the bat into there side and a cry entered the air "ah shit! fuck ne man!" the person pulled the mask off groaning "it's just a prank! Please don't hit me again! Me and my friends just wanted to scare..".

Corey spotted the kids in the street recording as they gasped. Corey sneered angrily picking the kid up off the grass. "You listen here little shit, this isn't something you joke about! If I see any of you put on this mask again, I will shove this baseball bat so far down your throats....".

"Corey!" Sidney's voice was loud and Corey threw the kid onto the ground "go home!" the kid let out a whimper as he stood up and ran off.

His friends followed after him "did you see that shit, gosh he's so crazy!". Corey turned around looking at Sidney who stood beside Jill.

"Go back inside it was just some kids being assholes, false alarm there's no crazed killer running around tonight". He walked back inside the house pressing his hands into his face.

He let out a loud muffled scream of frustration as he leaned back into the couch. "Corey, talk to me. Tell me what's going on with you". He looked at Sidney "I almost just killed that kid, that's what's going on, it's like everyone is out to get me or something, why the fuck would they try doing that, don't kids think these days".

"They don't think like we do Corey, to them this is the latest cool thing for them to do. The worlds changed, no one cares if we've suffered, they'll keep coming at us just to make themselves feel better about what's happening".

Corey stood up off the couch "well the world can fuck off, why the fuck can't people just leave me the hell alone! Clearly I can't die! I've got so much blood on my hands that I'm drowning in it. Casey's dead, my parents are scared of me but won't admit it! I can't even go through one day anymore without someone calling me a fucking freak or psycho. My entire life is ghostface! survive another day! Kill another asshole in a mask! And then it happens again! Who gives a fuck about movies! Sequel and remakes, it's all a cheap excuse for fame and a moment to feel mattered! I'm gotta here, fuck having to stay, Dewey can arrest my ass for all I fucking care! I'm going home".

He stormed out of the house "Corey! Stop it's not safe out here right now!" he kept walking off down the sidewalk. Sidney sighed deeply as she grabbed her phone "who are you calling?".

"I'm calling Tatum, she was always better at helping, Corey calm down whenever he'd freak out like this. He'll be upset that I called her, but it's the only way he won't do anything reckless".

Tatum laid down on her bed reading a book while Randy slept beside her. At the sound of the phone ringing she stood up quickly. She looked at Randy making sure he didn't wake up as she left the room.

"Sidney, why are you calling me? Is everything okay! Please don't tell me something bad happened,  I don't think I could handle any bad news"

"No everyone's fine, Corey ran off though, he got pretty upset about everything that's going on, stormed off, said he was going home.. I didn't know who else to call, you were always so better at dealing with this then me".

Tatum let out a shaky breath before walking back into her room and opening her closet. "Me and Randy will be there tomorrow morning, let's end this shit once and for all, so you both can come back home and we can all relax".

"Tatum, promise me you won't stay here, just come for a day, and then leave the second Corey's okay, you know he wouldn't be able to handle himself if anything happened to you or Randy".

"It'll only be for a day, I promise, be careful Sid" she ended the call pushing her phone into her back pocket. She grabbed another suitcase from the closet. Randy moved slightly and she sighed.

Tatum shoved Randy's shoulder roughly and he mumbled angrily "what! What's going on!" he jumped up at the sight of Tatum packing bags.

"Oh my god! Are they dead! I knew this would happen, we should've went there..." Tatum glared at Randy. "They're fine Randy, but we gotta go there and help Corey before he loses it".

Randy rubbed at his eyes as he stood up off the bed "I've been waiting for this day for days! I'll go call the babysitter! And I'll call work off".

Tatum laughed lightly "Randy it's just for a day, besides the kids babysitter is in Florida, so they have to come with us, but don't worry, we'll make sure they're safe the entire time. I'll call Dewey and he'll have my mom watch them at night".

Randy ran out of the room "man I can't wait to get back into action! Final girl squad is finally getting back together!". Tatum smiled as she heard Randy burst into the kids room and let out an excited shout. "Kids wake up! Road trip!".

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authors notes:
final girl squad reunion next chapter, YES! Also since Jill is technically working alone now, things are gonna be a lot more interesting. also I made a Tik Tok for edits of my stories, it's mainly Corey right now lol, but eventually other Oc's of mine will be honored to an edit. who knows maybe I'll make a final girl squad edit. User is Sxftgranger_ icon is Roman Bridger just in case you can't find it.