Y/N POV
Me and Cindy sit next to each other both sobbing over Alice's dead body. Cindy and I exchanging sorrowful looks every few seconds. Ziggy kneeling out looking out into the distance
"She would kill me if she knew I was crying over her death," I laugh wiping the tears from my eyes
"Why," Cindy asks still rubbing Alice's hand
"When I was younger around Halloween I told her I was scared of death and she told me that if you keep fearing death you'll never get to really live and when you finally do die you'll have so many regrets in life," I stammered remembering Alice in her Leatherface costume. Cindy and I exchanging another grieving look.
"What is that," Ziggy breathes all of us turning to look at where the singing is coming from. It's one thing to die it's another to die in vain. And I'll be damned if I let my cousin die in vain. I wipe my face and grab the bug spray off the table taking the lighter out of my back pocket ready to use.
The three of us approach the opened grate in the back of the kitchen.
"You always hurt the ones you love," Ruby Lane sings emerging from the grate. The same Ruby Lane that died years ago.
"Bury that fucking bone now," I yell opening the lighter and the bug spray spraying the can before the flame engulfing Ruby Lane and whoever the fuck else is under there. The can starts to empty pretty fast as I continue to shake it to see if anything's left. Tommy, I realize running out grabbing his head, and throwing it as far away as I can. I lean up against the side of the Mess Hall hiding when they come back to life eventually. Tommy runs past me ax in his hand to get his head completely ignoring me. Ziggy bled on the bone I realize taking off the latex gloves revealing a burn on my left
"You always hurt the one you love," she sings as I cover my mouth to keep myself from squealing. She and 2 others walk out headed towards the hanging witches tree, the other ones who were cursed. Once the last one exits I run inside and pull the phone off the hook dialing 911. The line starts to ring as I close my eyes begging for someone to answer.
"Hello this is 911 how may I help you," she answered
"Hi um, I'm at camp Nightwing I need help please people are dead," I plead hearing screaming from afar, Ziggy I drop the phone running off hearing her try and ask more questions.
"Ziggy I yell," rushing over to her dropping myself next to her to try and stop the bleeding. "You can't die on me too okay I need you to wake up," I beg Nick appearing out of nowhere to start CPR.
"I called the police they're already coming," I tremble kneeling over to Cindy to check her pulse. Nothing.
"Don't bother Y/N you can't save her, she's lost too much blood, got it," he orders giving her mouth to mouth. I watch shaking as Ziggy, one of the two people left in this world I love slips away. I hear her gasps looking around at her surrounding making eye contact with me and smiling as I block her view from Cindy. Thunder clapping as it starts to rain down on us.
Ziggys POV
I open my eyes and look over to see Y/N tears in their eyes breathing heavily looking at me with hopeful eyes. Nick getting off of me holding my neck up. I raise my shoulders to try and silence the sound of sirens.
Nick and Y/N talk about something but I couldn't quite make it out. I feel something hard against my face someone snapping their fingers to try and wake me up.
"Hey look at me what's your name kid, what's your name," the cop demands as I open my eyes seeing Nick and Y/N on both sides of me.
"Ziggy," I mutter
"Christine, she's Christine Berman...Ziggy is a nickname," Y/N sighs
"Where's Cindy," I breathe looking over at Y/N she tries to block my view but I still see them putting a tarp over her face, dead.
"It was her, she did this," I plead looking over at Nick "Sarah Fier did this, it was the curse,"
"I know Z but right now we need to get you to the hospital so they can help you okay," Y/N whispered backing up so they could load me into the ambulance.
Y/N POV
"Are you two close," the first responder asks me with a piece of paper and a clipboard in his hand
"Yeah," I mutter he holds my hand and inspects it
"You have a slight burn on your hand nothing too serious they'll give you burn cream and wrap it up when you get there," he answers taking the first piece of paper off the clipboard then handing it to me
"I'm gonna need you to fill out her papers hun. She'll be okay," he answers giving me the clipboard opening the back door to let me in "when you get there make sure to call a legal guardian or someone over the age of 18 to come and get ya. They're gonna give her a shit ton of painmeds so she'll be in and out if you want to call her mom," he whispers Nick walking over to me as I get in the van to try and avoid him
"Make sure she's okay please," he mutters leaning on the door "Also we both know I can't tell them that Sarah Feir did this I suggest you tell her too before she ends up in an insane asylum," he finishes slamming the doors ready to claim his place as the hero of Sunnyvale.
I sit next to Ziggy on the cushioned seat in the back and begin to fill out her paperwork guessing about her height and weight. As the driver heads off to the hospital sirens blaring again.
"We didn't end the curse," Ziggy whispered turning over trying to sit up
"I know love, but I need you to rest right now," I urged rubbing her shoulder so she would lie back down
"They died for nothing," she scoffed
"I know but we can still end this there's got to be a way I mean her body has to be somewhere," I admit running my hand through her hair. We sit like this for another few minutes before we pull into the hospital entrance the sirens stopping. I hop out of the van giving the driver the clipboard.
"I'll be there in a minute I need to call Shiloh," I asure her before making my way to the front desk. The middle aged lady looks at me up and down realizes I'm from the camp her eyes softening
"What can I do for you today," she asks in a motherly tone
"I just need to call my uhm in case of emergency," I hesitate not wanting to explain who Shiloh is. Her waving me over to the phone picking it up the phone and handing it to me
"Take all the time you need okay my dear, I'll give you some privacy," she whispers patting me on the back walking into the backroom a few heads peaking out at the window pointing at me
I dial the extension number hearing it ring for a few moments gripping the desk in case he doesn't answer.
"Whoever is calling me at midnight you better have a good reason because I swear-" he starts
"Its me, its Y/N" my voice breaking as the tears I held back start to come out
"Hey what's wrong did something happen, you can talk to me okay,"
"It's a long story but there was a uhm killer at the camp and Alice is dead, Cindy's dead and I don't know what to do cause she was stabbed and she died but now she's alive. He just started to kill people and this Nurse before tried to murder the kid and then the kid turned out to be a murderer" I ramble my knees shaking and my breath getting heavy
"Jesus Christ, are you okay Y/N are you hurt," he pleads his voice quivering
"I'm fine I'm at this hospital in Shadyside I have no clue what the name is but I'm actually okay," I slurred
"I'm heading up to Ohio now okay. Y/N you're smart and I need you to keep being smart and take care of yourself," he breathes
"I will I need to go get myself checked out and check on Ziggy. I'll see you when you get here I love you dude,"
"Love you too," he answers I hang up the phone the lady from before coming back out
"Okay is he coming," she asks sitting back in her chair
"Yeah he'll be here in like a day or so," I answer her giving me a confused look but shaking it off
"Because of everything you need to do a physical exam and have that hand looked at but for now you can go see your friend she's in room 109" she answers pointing down the hallway to my right
Ziggy's POV
I watch Y/N walk over to the front desk as he wheels me into a room on the other side of this run down hospital. He looks at me then the bed then me again.
"I can walk," I insist I stand up barely making the 3 feet plopping down on the bed pulling up the white blankets of the bed them immediately getting blood on them as I sigh in annoyance. The man with the stretcher leaves a tall man in scrubs walks over taking my chart.
"So it appears you have multiple stab wounds," he murmers
"No, really," I gasp asking surprised him rolling his eyes
"Glad to see you haven't lost your spark, rate your pain on a scale of 1-10," he asks in a monotone voice,"
"Like a 5," I answer laying back
"Okay I'll have someone bring in some Tylenol then we'll get you stiched up," A familiar face showing up in the doorframe him passing by her.
"I got you some Jello," Y/N giggled handing me the container and a spoon her tear ducts red pulling up a chair laying her head on the bed. I run my fingers through their hair.
"I don't know if it was the just dying part that made me realize this but I love you," I whisper their head perking up cheeks turning red
"I love you too Z," they respond looking out at the door before placing a kiss on my lips.
"We'll figure it out, together,"
"Together,"
...
Y/N POV
I walk out of Ziggy's room her still asleep to try and find a vending machine because I swear if I have to keep substituting Jello for meals I'm going to lose it. I walk around the corner putting a dollar into the machine pressing A4. I stuff them in my pocket as a familiar voice catches my eye.
"Give me one second sir," I hear the old lady say
"I just drove 10 hours ma'am on no sleep so I would like to see her like now," I hear Shiloh irratably say
"Really on no sleep," I yell him and the doctors around staring at me. I run over to him jumping up wrapping my arms around his neck
"Oh my god you're actually okay, I thought you were gonna have an arm or a leg missing or something." Shiloh he breathed holding me close to his chest tightening his grip around me as if he really lost me.
"I still need to breath Shiloh, I missed you," I let go of him and look him up and down not much has changed in 3 weeks
"You won't believe what happened to me on the way here. I ended up at the fucking Canadian border okay I almost drove right through too," Shiloh rants his Boston Accent really coming through when he swears
"They also have no Dunkin up here, do you believe this hillbilly shit," he yawns stretching his arms out looking behind me "Ok don't look now but there's a redhead staring at us, well you and...now we're making eye contact... please look around now this is awkward," he whispers into my ear I turn around Ziggy smirking waving at me. I turn back around at Shiloh
"Okay so dude you know the girl that I told you about on the phone and I was like jealous of the dude who talked to her and whatnot okay so we may or may not have told each other we like loved each other yesterday and we kissed and I couldn't wait to tell you about it," I rant excitedly
"Come on you gotta meet her,"
Word Count 2206 OMG THIS IS THE END IM SO EXCITED BUT SAD. Anyways this story got #4 in Sadie Sink!!! I'm so grateful for you guys reading and if you have any other ships I can write a fanfic on I'll do it I'm bored as. (it doesn't just have to be fear street it can be whatever) The next chapter is just headcanons I have for this story. Thank you so much for reading <3