In love with the geek ~ Randy Meeks x reader

~ Chapter 15 ~

We parked the car, hopped out, and made our way inside. I instantly spotted Randy, who had his back turned to the door... surely having your back turned to the door is breaking some sort of horror rule?! Either way, I'm no killer, so he's pretty safe for now.

I began to walk over to Randy, he was in the.. porno section? Oh wow, really convenient. Although I think he was actually putting away DVDs rather than being there for his own entertainment. Good. Otherwise I'd be having words with him.

I stopped in my tracks upon witnessing Karen Kolcheck walk over to Randy. Stu had taken notice of this as well, and hung back with me. I didn't want to assume anything, after all they are working together, so it could just be about work. But my opinions soon switched up as soon as I saw her getting all up in Randy's personal space. He back away slightly, avoiding her touch. And that's my cue to enter the scene.

I strutted over to the pair, Karen saw me but decided to ignore me. Randy was oblivious to my presence as I snuck up behind him. Stu had decided to wonder off to find a couple movies.

My arms reached up as I placed my hands gently over his eyes, "guess who?" I said in a playful and soothing tone of voice. Randy chuckled, "aw man... who is this mysterious person behind me I wonder? Let's hope it's not the killer..." Randy expressed that last part in an exaggerated spooky voice, which earned a giggled from myself. He then whipped himself around, completely blanking out Karen and wrapped his arms around me. I didn't hold back, kissing him passionately on his lips.

I stuck my head around Randy's body, making it overly exaggerated and purposely obvious. Karen was still stood there just staring at us, "oh and If you can't tell... he's a taken man". I was really getting protective over Randy, and rightly so. I love him and I want people to know that he's mine. Only mine.

A bit of time passed, I accompanied Randy while he worked. Stu came over with a handful of different movies and soon Randy checked us out (whilst checking me out in the process.. hehe) .

Once Stu and I decided to leave, we said our goodbyes to Randy. I kissed him one last time, and picked up my bag - that was now filled with DVDs. I let out a laugh when I saw Stu copy my actions and try to kiss Randy as well. That was the funniest shit I've ever seen. And Randy's reaction was the best! He swiftly placed his hand onto Stu's face, covering his lips, while pushing him away. "Stu.. no." Randy said with an exaggerated voice of disgust. Stu replied to this with a whine and a groan.. and you won't believe what happened next...

"Hey Stu.. I'm only kidding!" Randy grabbed Stu's face with both hands and pulled him in for a kiss. And to my surprise they actually did it! It was a quick peck.. but it still counted. We were all in stitches from laughing so much. "Watch it, you two! I'm right here ya know.." I commented.

Randy, Stu and myself were a nice little trio, we all got along.. and apparently me and Stu have something in common: wanting to kiss Randy? Ahh I love both of 'em so much. If anything happens to them, I don't know what I'd do...

~ Short Time Skip ~
11:58pm
⚠️Warning: violence

Stu and I were currently watching a couple of the movies that we had acquired from the video store earlier on this evening. All was going well, everything seems relaxed. Today (specifically this evening) had felt like an 'escape from reality' almost. I didn't feel stressed about the killings, or anything else for that matter. I felt at peace for once. The past few weeks, I've been so on-edge and unnerved. Now, I feel like all my worries have left me; I am calm.

Ring.. Ring.. Ring..
The phone rang, interrupting the current horror movie that was playing. "I'll get it" Stu mumbled. I wasn't aware of the fact it was past midnight.. but as soon as I noticed the time, I began to wonder who on earth was calling.. and what did they want?

"FUCK YOU MAN!" That's all I heard come from the kitchen, it was Stu. I instantly arose from the couch and went to investigate. Stu hung up the phone, turning to me he said, "Its him.. the killer, he called.." Stu looked physically disturbed, I couldn't even begin to imagine what shit the murderer had threatened him with. "We need to-" SMASH!

Stu was cut off by the sound of glass smashing and shattering everywhere. He's here. The masked man who goes by the name of Ghostface; he's here. I didn't want to believe it, but I couldn't just stand around and allow this to happen.

Stu and I both looked towards the masked figure, who was closing in on us, armed with his signature knife. My gaze moved back towards Stu, but I noticed something.. or someone, lingering around in the shadows behind him. A white ghost mask became noticeable, and it was getting closer to Stu, who was completely oblivious. An arm rose up in the air, their hand had a tight grip around the handle of another knife, as they prepared to stab their victim.

"oh shit.. STU, WATCH OUT!" I screamed as this second ghostly figure swung there knife with evil intentions. I reacted quickly, pushing Stu out of the way, consequently getting stabbed in my shoulder as I was now stood in his place. I winced at the pain that surged through me like a bolt of lightning in a deadly thunderstorm.

Stu grabbed me and ran towards the front door, dragging me whilst I tried my best to deal with this familiar feeling of gory unpleasantness. Locked. Shit.

Stu desperately tried to unlock the door, shaking like a madman. The pressure of the whole situation; the pure shock and fear, caused him to struggle at what he was doing.

There wasn't enough time. One out of the presumably two masked killers arose from around the corner.

Stu's dad's baseball ball conveniently sat within my reach, I didn't hesitate to grab it. Once I conjured a firm grip on it, I swung it. I didn't care who the fuck his under that mask.. I wanted them to suffer. The stuff they've done; the sheer amount of people they've murdered.. I had zero sympathy for this sick psycho.

I was so caught up in my swings of revenge, that I hadn't noticed Stu being attacked at the same time.. one killer was enough, but two? God we're dealing with a lot more than what we though.

This cloaked killer was noticeably smaller than the one I've encountered before, but this didn't mean they weren't just as deadly.

I ran over to Stu, kicking the unwelcome person in the side while Stu punched them in the face.. mask rather. This set them back ever so slightly.

Stu swung the front door open with force. Before we rushed out and made an escape, I snatched a phone from the small table, which sat by the stairs. I followed Stu outside while dialling 911, my hands were shaking like I don't know what. I couldn't control it. Both killers were quick to follow us.

Stu and I began to run at a fast pace (as fast as we could, considering our injuries) down the country road. I practically shouted at the 911 operator through the phone, my voice full of panic and desperation.

I felt myself loosing speed, I was getting left behind slightly. Then a gloved had grabbed ahold of my wrist making me shout for Stu. He turned back in reaction to my screams.. which filled with more pain as my arm got slashed.

I slowly felt myself mentally slip away from reality.. everything felt numb.. everything went quiet.. and my vision filled with darkness.. that's all I remember.
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