It's been a few days since the killer came to my house, I haven't told anyone, not even Billy. There has been a few more bodies found, teens all going to woodsboro, same killer is what the police suggest. There's only one person who's seen him and survived, she described the exact mask I saw, they're calling him "Ghostface".

I'm kinda worried that it's the same guy I ran into, but there's no way it was, he's been ruthless with everyone. He even gut someone, like he said would happen to me..

I think I'm just paranoid, he would've killed me by now if he really wanted.

*RING RING RIN-*

I answer as soon as I see Billy's contact pop up, this is the first time he's called me since I gave him my number

"H-hey, you finally decided to call?" I say after a few seconds of silence

"Oh shit I must've pocket dialled... kidding, obviously" He says, I can feel his grin through the screen

"You're not funny, I hope you know that" I say chuckling

"Ouch, that one hurt" He sounds different over the phone

There's a moments of awkward silence

"So Why'd you finally decide to call?" I ask, finally breaking that silence

"I was gonna ask to hangout, but you're making me think otherwise" He sounds sarcastic, well, I hope he's being sarcastic

"What no, I'm sorry. I'd love to hangout" I blush, realizing how embarrassing that sounded

"You seem excited, see you soon" he says right before he hangs up

I didn't even get to say goodbye, asshole.

It's been about 10 minutes and he's still not here, to be fair I have no clue where Billy lives, hopefully he's not too much longer. I've been pacing since we've got off the phone.

I hear a knock and run to the door, I fix my hair before opening the door.

No ones there,

"Hello? Billy?" I shout, getting no response

I close the door and make my way back to my room, something feels wrong but I'm sure it's nothing.

As I'm walking into my room, something catches my eye, my window is open? I swear it was closed before, I go to close it and when I look into the glass, I see him again, the man with the mask, "Ghostface". I freeze for a moment, and then I feel something cold on my back.

"Miss me" Its the guy with the mask again,

I feel him stepping closer,

"I wouldn't say I "missed" you but, I wouldn't say I didn't miss you either" I try to convince myself it's Billy, Ghostface wouldn't actually be here.. right?

He flips me around, and I'm greeted with the mask.

"B-Billy, why're you wearing that?" Still trying to convince myself it's all a joke

"Billy? Is that who you wish I was" he says, stepping closer, he's only a foot or two infront of me now

"Who are you?" I say, shaking

"Haven't you seen the news? They're calling me Ghostface" He takes a step closer

I could kick him in the dick, but I feel frozen

"Y-you're not funny Billy, take the mask off" I can barley speak

He takes a step closer and puts his hands on my waist

"Now now, where's the fun in that" he whispers into my ear, as he runs his knife up my body to my throat

I let out a little gasp, and hear him chuckle,

"What's wrong, I've barley touched you" He whispers, pushing his knife harder and pulling his body closer

"If you're gonna kill me, do it" I whisper back, scared for my life, but also excited

"I was going to, but I think I'll spare you. You're kinda cute when you're helpless" He whispers

I can feel his warm breath on my neck, along with his ice cold knife.

I close my eyes, awaiting to see what's next

But after a moment I feel the heat of his body leave, and after a few seconds I open my eyes, and he's gone.