Jesse Carpenter has to survive another Ghostface attack. But this time, they're in the Big Apple. This Ghostface is not like no other. Not everyone is going to make it out of this one.
"I'm not the fucking killer!" Liv screams at Amber. "I know," she smirks. She pulls out a gun and shoots Liv in the head. "I am. Welcome to act three." I stare at Liv's body in shock. My best friend is dead on the floor. First Wes, now Liv. "Amber," I say shocked and angry. "I trusted you! How could you do this?" She walks up to me and gently pushes a strand of hair behind my ear. I glare at her. "Oh Jes. You really thought that i actually cared for you? For any you?" she laughs. "Trust is for pussies!" I gasp at the sharp pain as she slowly sticks the knife deep inside my stomach, twisting and cutting. I fall to the ground in pain.
She yanks the knife out of my stomach. She raises the knife to take another stab, but before she could i kick her feet out from behind her and use all of my strength to get up and run to the kitchen. Amber quickly recovers and chases me from behind, taking a swing at my back and cutting it, but not too deep. I grab a vase off the counter and throw it at Amber. She falls to the floor and the knife flies out of her reach. I run to pick it up and smirk. "My turn asshole."
"Please, Jes, i didn't mean it. It was Richie! He made me do it! Please! I love you!" she begs. "Nice try Amber, but i don't love you. You killed my best friends, my only family!You don't deserve to live." I tackle Amber and pin her down. I take the knife and repeatedly stab her in the chest, blood splattering all over me. In this moment I feel scared. Not that i just killed someone, but because it felt right. I liked it.
CHAPTER 1 COMING SOON!
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A/N: i thought i should add a prologue to explain more about her past and what she went through. sit back and relax, because this story is gonna be all over the place.
