I'm not the only one in my reflection.

Part five

Dewey, angry about something, looked out through the small glass built into the door and immediately opened it, seeing next to the «daughter of Billy Loomis» a red-haired girl whom he liked to embarrass by reminding how he changed her diapers when she was still a baby.

Katherine glanced sideways at Richie and saw that he wasn't surprised at all by the news about Sam's new father. Hmm, so she told him. Tara, too, apparently, because of this, the younger Carpenter kicked her older sister out of the ward.

— Katherine! — The man exclaimed, ran his hand through his partially gray beard, brushing off cookie crumbs or something, and straightened his sweater, clearly trying to look better in front of the girl he coddled in her childhood. As if he hadn't been on a binge since Gale left. — Come in. — And he stepped aside to let Murphy in, and Samantha and Richie immediately followed her, knowing that if they didn't slip in in time, the door would roughly close in their faces. — By the way, Billy Loomis's daughter, that's a terrible reason to talk to me.

The man shuffled to the sofa, where he landed with a heavy sound and moved a little, making room for a red-haired girl.

— Are you all right? — Dewey asked in a worried voice, turning to Katherine, pointedly ignoring Kirsch and Carpenter.

— Yes, the answer is the same. Haven't you written to me about a thousand times since it became known about the attack on Tara and me? So yes, the answer is the same as those thousand messages, I'm fine.

Samantha cleared her throat, drawing Murphy's attention to her. She looked at her plaintively with brown eyes, begging her to focus and help convince Dewey to get involved with the Ghostface again, even just by giving them advice.

The girl sighed heavily, but obeyed. Of course, it was worth it for the former best friend/love interest to look with those charming brown eyes, slightly pout her plump lips and the redhead has already turned into putty and is ready to do whatever she is asked to do.

— Mr. Riley, — The man interrupted her slightly, growling, «I asked you to address me as you, just Dewey, without these Mr. Riley», but the girl continued, just looking at the former sheriff with a meaningful look. — please listen to Sam. We need your help in connection with the return of the Ghostface.

Samantha, smiling gratefully at her friend, leaned forward a little, as if she couldn't sit still from impatience or nerves, and her brown eyes darted to her blue eyes several times during her entire monologue, as if they couldn't resist temptation.

When Dewey heard Sam's name, he looked at Katherine, who blushed and turned her head away, clearly as if it were yesterday, remembering how she sang in his ear about her love for Samantha Carpenter, how elated and happy she felt. And soon she was crying on his shoulder because of her friend's strange destructive behavior, and then her imminent departure without any farewell.

Sidney, with whom Murphy also shared her secrets, was only happy for her goddaughter, who finally let go of the traumatic situation with Jill and began to move on. She made friends, fell in love.

Oh, how angry Prescott was when the red-haired girl cried into her phone, heartbreakingly whining that «Sam is acting strangely, it seems she doesn't love me anymore», «She ignores me, it shouldn't be like that, right?», «She just left. She left me, didn't say goodbye, left».

Katherine shook her head, getting rid of the vision of her younger face, bathed in tears, while Sidney tried to calm her down on the phone, simultaneously growling insults at Samantha Carpenter under her breath.

Murphy turned her attention to Dewey, who, leaning against the back of the sofa, began to tell the basic rules of survival in these films. On the first rule, namely, «Never trust the love interest», blue eyes seemed to automatically rush first to Sam, who also stared at her, before her gaze moved to the phone screen, where a message from Amber flashed: «The morning starts terribly, because I woke up in bed without you, I miss you».

It was probably wrong that at the words «love interest», the redhead first looked at her ex-friend, with whom she seemed to have a romantic relationship, but at least with whom she kissed several times, and only then at the phone, where a message from her current girlfriend appeared on the screen, not deserving this hesitation.

But it's nothing serious, right? She's not going to break up with Freeman or cheat on her. Katherine loved Amber and wanted a relationship with her, Samantha's return just shook something inside her, probably some old forgotten feelings, but nothing serious.

It'll pass soon. Yeah. Exactly.

Murphy frowned when she saw Richie sneer offensively at Dewey's words, as if it were his personal slap in the face (although it was). She felt a certain affectation in his facial expressions, in his offended frown.

The redhead glanced at Riley imperceptibly when he called the second rule, «The killer's motive is always connected to something in the past». Sam glanced at her and muttered that she was related to Billy because she was his daughter.

— «And I'm connected to Stu Macher and Sidney Prescott. I'm obviously fucked».

Sidney's goddaughter shifted in her seat, awkwardly passing the phone from one palm to the other, when the third rule was announced: «The first victim always has a friend group that the killer is a part of».

Dewey put a comforting hand on the girl's shoulder and patted her, noticing how she nervously stamped her foot, thinking about something.

— Do you have a close group of friends? — The man asked, addressing Leslie's daughter directly. — Yes, I remember you told me about these guys.

Katherine nodded, but did not tell him that in this very group of friends there is also her love interest, whom, according to the first rule, she should not trust.

Murphy looked up with blue eyes and noticed Carpenter looking thoughtfully at Dewey before exchanging glances with Richie. He gave her a barely perceptible nod, as if he was talking to her in his mind.

The redhead also communicated mentally with Amber several times like this, and if someone was around, they were simply considered idiots in love in their own world of love.

Probably, this is a trick of all lovers, to communicate with their couple in this way, as if words are not needed, you understand each other without them. You just need to look into the eyes of your loved one to understand what he wants to say to you.

When Sam started asking Dewey to help them with the Ghostface, Katherine shook her head, sighing heavily. She'd written to tell Carpenter not to even dare try to drag Riley into this, but she'd tried anyway. You can do anything to keep your sister safe, right.

Sidney's old friend's eyes darted to Murphy, but she shook her head. No, she doesn't want Dewey to get involved just because his friend's goddaughter was involved. And she wouldn't let Sam use her to convince him.

– It was nice to see you again, Mr. Riley. — The redhead stood up abruptly as soon as Carpenter opened her mouth, as if she had read her mind and already knew what her ex-friend wanted to say. — We'll go. Thank you for giving us some important tips.

The man nodded and looked with a raised eyebrow at Samantha and Richie, who, after a moment, got up from the sofa after Katherine, who had already reached the door and opened it, going outside.