A/n: After seeing the latest film ( which was so good, everyone should go see it) I decided to do another Sam Carpenter one-shot. I know there was a few of you guys who also wanted one, so here you go. By the way, there's no spoilers on this one so feel free to read it. 👻🔪

Unknown: Hello, Sam.

Sam: Who is this?

Unknown: Why so eager to know?

Sam: This isn't funny, I'm hanging up.

Unknown: No! Samantha, do you like scary movies?

Sam: Fuck you.

Unknown: Fuck me? Take me on a date first.

* Sam about to hang up *

Unknown: You hang up on me, and i'll cut you like a fish! understand?

Sam: Whoever this is, go fuck yourself asshole.

Unknown: Mmm, Samantha, I have a question for you. Do you remember Richie and Amber?

* Sam remained quiet *

Unknown: I know what happened to you back in Woodsboro. It was very sad, wasn't it? All your traumas, it's very hard to forget, isn't it?

Before Sam could hang up and end the practical joke this person was initiating, the unknown from the other side of the line said something that got her anxiety rising.

Unknown: Turn around, Samantha.

Sam: W-What?

Unknown: Turn around!

As soon as Sam gave in to the command, when she turned around she saw you just outside of the sliding door of her house, holding a bouquet of roses.

Sam hung up the phone, and strode her way to open the door for you. " Y/n, that wasn't funny! How can you be pranking me like that?!," Sam began to shout, clearly with a lot of anger. " I was vulnerable to you that day I spoke about my past, Y/n! I trusted you! Why are you making fun of it?!!"

With a lot of confusion as to why your girlfriend was acting like that, you let your hand holding the roses fall to the side of your body. " What are you talking about, Sam? I have not brought up your past since you last told me about it. What is going on?" Worriedly, you raised a question. After all, you were here to surprise her for Valentine's Day. Just two miles away, you had a private venue reserved to spend the rest of the night with Sam.

Samantha backed away from you, her past beginning to wash all over her again. It has been two years since she left Woodsboro and moved to New York City to start fresh. She even decided to enroll in college, where she was able to meet you.

A year ago

You and Sam were laying down underneath a tree, just outside the college campus. It was lunch time, and you were listening attentively to Sam who was venting about everything that happened to her back in Woodsboro. " -He only dated me for the sole reason that I am the daughter of a serial killer. He was obsessed with those stab movies..."

Sam vulnerably opened herself to you and you promised to care of her no matter what. She needed someone she could trust. It seemed dangerous to disclose and pour out your past like that to someone you've only met for a year, but You and Sam bonded so well. It was impossible for Samantha to keep that a secret from you.

" Can I kiss your worries away?," You pouted, and she giggled.

" You're very free to do so," Sam whispered, as you carefully hovered on top of her and gave her a soft kiss on her lips.

The smooch lasted for a few seconds until her sister Tara, appeared swooping you guys away from the little moment you two were having.

" Get a room you two, this is school property," Tara laughed, holding hands with a jock she met a couple of months ago. Tara and Sam went through the same thing in the past, but for the petite that just interrupted your session, she decided to delete that memory permanently from her mind. With a new boyfriend, joining a sorority, and just having fun as a teenager her age should be spending her days, Tara put an end to her long-forgotten past.

Awkwardly, you slid out from hovering your girlfriend and Sam sat up with an eyebrow kinked. " Really, huh? The janitor's closet is also school property, sister..," Defensively, Sam recalled when she caught Tara with the jock next to her getting it on exactly on the janitor's dimmed room.

Present Day

Sam stepped back, stumbling with the kitchen counter. She immediately grabbed a knife, and pointed it at you. " You better leave, Y/n." She nervously whispered, her knife trembling as it held underneath her hand.

" Sam, put that knife down...please," You calmly spoke, trying not to freak her out more. " Can you tell me what's going on?," You asked stepping inside the house, and dropping the bouquet of roses on the couch.

" Don't you dare walk one more step!," Sam yelled, and you stopped on your tracks. " Dewey was right. Never trust the love interest...," She quivered her words, mentally slapping herself for trusting you.

" Sam, baby, you're scaring me right now. Can you just please tell me what happened? Who pranked you?..," You asked, carefully taking a step forward.

" Stop walking, Y/n!," Sam shouted, a tear coming down from her cheek this time. A flashback of her stabbing Richie came flooding by, and she shook that thought away immediately. Sam didn't wanna hurt you. She really didn't. She was in love with you. She didn't wanna go through this again.

It was then, Sam got startled when the phone rang once again. A silence took place for a moment. It buzzed for a couple of times; and once you saw Sam didn't wanna pick it up, you offered, " Do you want me to answer it?," You questioned, taking another step forward.

" Stay right there!," Sam yelled, finally taking the ringing phone from the counter. She answered, but didn't say anything.

Unknown: Oh Samantha, I really feel for you.

Sam remained quiet, the knife still pointing directly at you.

Unknown: Can you imagine another lover of yours turning out to be the bad guy again?

* the unknown person from the other side chuckled.*

Sam: What do you want from me?

Unknown: You should put the knife down, Samantha. Y/n must be really sad right now that you're doubting on her.

Sam: Fuck you.

Unknown: But of course, last time they were two killers-so who knows, right? She might be one too.

" Sam, give me the phone. They're messing around with you," You pleaded, stepping closer. You were desperate to reach Sam and hold her close, but she wouldn't let you.

" Y/n, stay there!," Sam yelled, knife remaining aimed at you.

* the unknown person laughs again, enjoying messing around with the vulnerable woman. *

Unknown: You know Samantha, she's been working on a surprise for you all fucking day. It's utterly ridiculous. Sadly, she wont be able to show you because you're going to witness her death right in front of your eyes!

The unknown person rushed its words in a shout, appearing by the opened sliding door.

" Y/n watch out!," Sam screamed, seeing the silhouette she wished to never see again. Unfortunately, once you turned around, ghostface was already piercing the knife right through your abdomen. Your girlfriend stood frozen as the masked killer slid the bloody dagger out of your stomach, making you fall to the ground feebly.

Immediately, the murderer now took a look at Sam. She was the primary victim, and the masked person was willing to go to the extremes to see her dead. In a haste, she began to run out of the kitchen as the unknown followed along. As it chased her, Sam began throwing things she could get hands on at the masked killer. Unluckily, she met a dead end at her house leaving her with no choice, but to lock herself in the bathroom.

Regretting dropping her phone on the way here, now she was against the bathroom wall, her chest heaving up and down as she held her knife pointing at the banging door.

" Come on Samantha, I wanna see how your insides look like," The masked killer spoke coldly, trying to open the door by smashing its foot against it.

" Get the fuck away from me!," Sam yelled from the other side, her only type of defensive weapon trembling against her grip.

" Not until I get to kill you!," Ghostface shouted, getting angrier by the minute. It didn't take long until it was able to smash the door open and throw itself to its target.

Sam shouted, fighting with Ghostface strength. She couldn't believe it was happening again, but it was. And sadly, she had a feeling she wasn't going to make it out alive this time. As it continued to attack her, the killer was able to get a successful hit when it's knife when through Sam's right thigh. She wailed in pain, capable of taking a swing at the masked face with her hand. It wasn't a strong one, but it was enough to daze the unknown for a couple of seconds and take a run out of the bathroom.

Sam limped her way out of the dead end hallway, grunting in pain at each step she took. The injured leg was getting the best of her, but Sam gritted her teeth and pushed through it, trying to reach the kitchen and help you escape with her.

It didn't take long, until Ghostface got ahold of her again. The masked person threw her to the ground, hovering over her. Sam struggled against the unknown's weight, gasping for air as she fought to break free. She could feel the cold metal of the blade against her throat, the sharp edge poised to strike at the moment Sam would stop fighting for her life.

As she felt her energy give out, soon enough the masked killer was brutally interrupted when you came from behind and propelled a kitchen knife right through its skull.

Sam terrified pushed the dead body off of her and onto the side. You looked down at your girlfriend and stumbled backwards. One of your hands was clutching your abdomen, blood flowing freely between your fingers. Your face contorted pain, breaths coming in short gasps. " Sam... are you okay?," You whispered, this time falling to the floor weakly. You had lost a lot of blood.

" Y/n!," Sam screamed with distressed, crawling over to you. " Y/n i'm so sorry. I'm so so sorry," The brunette began to cry, holding you against her arms.

You shook your head. " No, don't be sorry. I understand why you felt that way," You coughed, one of your hands going up to caress her cheek. " But just know that I would never ever hurt you, Sam.."

Sam nodded, sobbing as she listened to your words come out. The police were soon heard arriving to the complex, and you gave Sam a weak smile. After the unknown killer went after your girlfriend, you were able to dial 911 for help.

Ensuing the mayhem, you and Sam were taken to the hospital to aid the injuries both had. Sooner or later, it was known that the killer was nonetheless than one of the fraternity members who was obsessed with Samantha. After Sam rejected to date him, he learned more about her past and ended up terrorizing her with it.

Jayden McDonnell.

He was the brother of the jock Tara was currently dating.

A/n: thanks for reading!

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