chapter four:
it's time to grow up

MONDAY : November 10th, 2027
the drama club farewell

Somehow everyone had managed to get this far, despite them all nearly dying and being hurt so often they were still here. Of course a few members were long gone, some dead and others technically on the run. But that didn't matter, because the past truly was behind them now, graduation for the most part was awkward. No one said anything, or even walked down the long hallways of the high school one last time to remember the good ole days.

They had grown up, got over all the bullshit that happened to them inside the drama club and finally went their own ways. That night was the last they saw of one another, half smiles and broken eyes as they all hugged one last time. Then everything was gone, the club, the members and even the memories of what shaped them all together.

Vivian moved out of Claire's apartment and got her own, despite focusing on college she did agree to be a part of the broadway production. Only if she had a few scenes to work on at once, she never went to the theater, didn't meet any of the cast unless it was a reading. Then towards the last few months of planning she stopped going altogether and worked on her lines alone and remembered the stage set up by photos.

She had gotten over her anxiety of ghostface and the endless stares she would get every so often whenever she'd walk along New York without a scarf. It was just a scar, nothing she had to worry about anymore. Ghostface was gone, and even if Nadia and Gwen showed back up somehow, she would be ready.

Truth was Vivian hated acting, every second of it made her wanna cry. She wasn't sure why but she did tell Claire after the first few weeks of the show she was going to ditch it altogether. She would focus on college and help animals like she truly wants. The sad part was, she probably wouldn't talk to any of the club again once she gets that far in her life. She didn't see herself being friends with them forever and it was painful to even think about.

She was a brand new person and they would just get in the way of her healing process. She didn't even know why she agreed to be a part of the production anyways, she didn't want to relive her past. All anyone cared about was ghostface, she didn't want her entire life to be known for one tragedy. That was just utterly depressing and she knew she could do better.

The first step of healing was moving on or maybe just accepting what happened altogether and Vivian would do whatever it took. Even if it took her a thousand years to truly heal from ghostface. It was just a mask, a silly little costume that one of her friends wore. It didn't have to scare her anymore, it was fake.

Alexandra liked to imagine she would marry Claire if the time was right, but given all the girl focused on was the production she didn't even bother asking. She knew when the time was right and Claire truly moved on with this part of her life. They'd settle down and just relax for once, no more scripts or acting. Not to mention costumes or endless orders of coffee.

Alix worked whenever she could and most weekends her and Claire would watch Teddy. Things were good for once and Alexandra felt happy again, despite her major trust issues that developed. She had a decent job, she was surviving and ghostface was ancient history for her. Claire was thriving and both of them knew once the first night of the show was opened, they would be set to finally heal. Every single seat was sold and within a few more long months the stage would be set and the curtains would open.

That's all Claire ever talked about as the production grew more complex as the days passed. The cast was getting bigger and everyone for the most part was kind, at least whenever they had to be. Alix didn't trust a few of them but she did her best to smile whenever they would greet her. She didn't trust anyone these days, sometimes not even herself but she was working on getting over it as time went by.

She was happy with Claire that was all that mattered, she didn't care about ghostface or the past, if she thought of it once she just ignored it completely.

Claire had never been happier in her life, she spent so many months writing script after script and the picture was becoming true in front of her. She picked the cast herself, of course a few she didn't enjoy the company of but she was trying to be more nice. She didn't think she'd see herself actually working on her dream. Broadway was a pretty big deal and she had her own show.

She directed it herself and after a lot of failed drafts it was finally put together and everyone was doing their part to make it happen. She had only wished everyone could be a part of it, aside from Vivian and Benjamin, no one else from the drama club was a part of the show. Of course Alix was around but the girl only helped with stage issues whenever she could. Her two best stars, Vivian and Benjamin. Were slowly disappearing from it all, she knew this show was the only way she could keep them all together.

She personally hand wrote all the invitations for the drama club members but she never got around to giving them all out. Alexander was impossible to get ahold of and she imagined he saw the articles about it anyways. She hoped he would show up when the time was right. All that remained was Kieran, she would give him his invitation herself when she visits his work again. It would just be some time due to her busy schedule, she hoped they all could attend her little drama club, which she missed deeply.

Alexander imagined life outside of the drama club would be magically, no more shitty dad and finally his car back. But all that he did was work, he didn't pick up the phone let alone check the mail these days. Of course on the days he did, all he saw was his past staring back at him. He cared about the club he truly did, but he didn't see himself acting again. So when Claire asked him to be in the production he said no and went on his own pathway.

A way of healing himself over the pain that was Gwendolyn. Of course ghostface was the sole issue at hand but seeing her wearing that mask hurt a lot more. Being stabbed by her hurt even more. He sometimes found himself thinking about her, the way she would talk or act around him. That kiss they had before the world turned into his own nightmare. He wasn't sure if it was real or not, did she actually like him?

Whenever he found himself thinking about it, he would just work. He would make himself forget she even existed to help his broken heart heal. It was taking ages to get over this one girl, he couldn't move on and it hurt a lot more than a knife in his back.

Kieran liked his job, helping people gave him a purpose for once and not to mention he didn't have to focus on anything other than work. He would often find himself thinking about Nadia, that last moment they shared before he watched her disappear. He should've gone with her, maybe just risk it all for the sake of having her. Yet he didn't, instead all he got was depression and lack of love.

He didn't really find any sort of affection ideal, he ignored it half the time whenever someone would show it. He didn't date or even think of another woman, he imagined he'd be single forever. That's all he could see whenever he thought about his future, nothing but a blank surface of loneliness.

Most people move on so fast, and yet he couldn't. Whenever he thought about ghostface he saw her, the real her he knew before it changed her. He didn't care about the shitty stab wounds she gave him or the pain she caused him when she faked her death. He loved her, and maybe he was fucked up for thinking this way after what she did. But he didn't care, and he definitely didn't care that he helped her leave woodsboro, because it meant she was safe. His Dia was alive and hopefully well, and yet he wasn't.

Benjamin hated doctors, especially the ones that would look at him with such judgment. It wasn't his fault his eye was damaged, and it definitely wasn't his fault he was slowly going blind due to nerve damage. He thought for sure all he would lose was his left eye, wear a stupid eye patch forever and move forward.

Yet every week he'd find himself lost and confused as his right eye turned fuzzy and blurry. He would panic and hide it so well that no one noticed. He knew he would be blind regardless of whatever he did, so he accepted his fate as the months went along.

The doctor's looks stopped, and he stopped caring as he turned into a complete stranger to himself. He had never hated someone so much before, hating himself was easy but losing himself was harder. He was losing this endless game of chess, Andy was winning somehow from the grave and it was annoying.

The drama club was truly over, and all that remained was nothing but broken teenagers and lies.

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authors notes:
My babies are really going through it... gosh it's only gonna get worse in the next act when things take a drastic ass turn. I don't even know who the killers are gonna be yet but trust, the more I write it will slowly form. Also I literally never realized how much damn foreshadowing I did in the first book... like... why was I so smart? I somehow spoiled shit without even noticing, anyways I literally can't wait for the next act. Given I don't fully have all opinions for some ocs and I'm pretty sure everyone is gonna completely ignore this book I'm just gonna wing it and hope for the best. Like the energy is crazy lol, anyways I don't really care regardless, I'm gonna have fun with this book and it'll go how it goes whether you comment or not. Like seriously if your oc dies that's not my fault, it's just due to lack of communication. Anyways the next act is gonna be out soon!!!! The new characters will slowly be introduced the best I can, I literally can't wait! Enjoy!

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