BASED OFF SCREAM:

CHAPTER 8:

Stu tapped his fingers on the table. He was sitting in a café not to far away from campus. He was trying his hardest to be polite to Dewey, he didn't know why though.

They hadn't really been talking about anything important when Dewey's face suddenly turned serious. "look Stu I need to talk to you about Billy."

"what about Billy?" Stu watched Dewey not really taking too much interest into what he was saying.

"well…" Dewey began, "when the police took some blood samples from the scene of the crime they found his blood on Sidney."

Stu shrugged, "So? Maybe she found his body when he was unconscious or something."

Dewey sighed, "it's not just that, there was corn syrup all over your parents room and all over Billy's tee shirt."

"Corn syrup?" Stu repeated suddenly becoming interested in what Dewey was saying.

Dewey nodded. "Suspicious isn't it see it looks exactly the same as real blood. Nobody said anything because they didn't think Billy would have then stabbed himself you know it's just plain psychotic, but then again Billy always was a little off, you know."

"what are you saying? That Billy killed everybody?" Stu tried his best to act slightly shocked, he never thought somebody would figure it out, let alone Dewey.

Dewey raised his eyebrows slightly and took a sip of his milkshake, "why are you always the one to jump to his defence, I mean Tatum used to say that he was a real shit to you sometimes."

Stu's cell phone began to ring. "umm hang on, I'll be right back"

He hurried outside and answered the phone. "Hello?"

"Stu where the fuck are you?" It was Billy.

"I'm at the three cooks with Dewey." Stu said calmly, "you know that café near.…"

"I know where it is!" Billy snapped, "Why are you always hanging round with Dewey anyway?"

Stu glanced through the window, Dewey was sitting there drinking his milkshake. He looked like a real dork. "I have no idea."

"well look come back to the dorm I've got to go to my computer class but you know who still hasn't called us yet."

"why do you suppose he hasn't called yet." Stu asked walking back into the café.

"I dunno, just hurry up. I'm gonna be late!"

Stu rolled his eyes, "alright, I'm coming."

:Billy and Stu's dorm:

Stu hurried in just as Billy was leaving. "Don't go anywhere, ok? Wait till the bastard calls." Billy warned as he rushed out.

Stu just nodded and sat on the couch by the phone. After only five minutes he got bored and started to sort through some of his stuff. He found a picture of Tatum lying amongst some of his junk.

He stared at it for a moment then chucked it to the side. Sometimes he wondered why he went along with Billy. Tatum had been right, Billy did treat him like shit sometimes. Hell if it wasn't for Stu, Billy wouldn't have been able to have pulled off killing everyone.

He lay down on the couch and picked up a magazine, for some reason he couldn't stop thinking about Tatum. It's not like he ever loved her, it was just felt weird to have Dewey keep telling him stuff about her. Like how much she cared about him.

It was almost like Dewey was trying to make him feel guilty. The phone started ringing. Stu paused for a second before he answered it.

"Hello?"

"Hello Stu." It was the killer.

Stu sighed. "Hello. Did you see the news?"

"Yes, nice work. I'm impressed, bet you Sarah didn't see it coming."

Stu rolled his eyes. He couldn't be bothered with this. "Is there something else you want? Or did you just call for a chat?"

The killer laughed slightly, "A bit of both."

Stu stood up. "What do you want?"

"Do you know who Nichole Hutchins is?"

Stu thought for a moment. "I think she's in my film class. Does she have bright red hair with blonde streaks?"

"yeah that's her. I want you to kill her and her boyfriend."

"Why?" Stu asked curiously, maybe he could catch the killer out.

"why did you kill anybody?" The killer answered back.

Stu sighed, "Good point, but what if me and Billy don't kill her."

The killer laughed, "don't forget the video I've got, wouldn't want anybody seeing it, would you?"

The killer hung up and Stu cursed. He put the phone back down and jumped up to find Billy. It looked like they had another job to do.

:later:

Stu lay on his bed thinking hard, while Billy paced back and forth. "We can't just let this guy blackmail us for the rest of our lives we have to do something!" Billy exclaimed.

Stu sat up. "it's gonna be someone we know, but who?"

"Maybe it's someone from Woodsboro. Someone we didn't kill." Billy said. "what I don't get is how they got the video of us without us knowing."

Stu shrugged, his eyes suddenly became wide. "Billy! It's Friday! The party!"

As Stu began rushing round trying to get ready, Billy shook his head. "Doesn't it bother you that someone is blackmailing you?"

Stu stopped and turned to Billy, "yeah but we can't make it look obvious that something's going on."

Billy nodded, "I suppose so, but I'm beginning to think this party's not such a good idea…"