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Chapter 036: 𝑻𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆

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Blair and Sidney stood on the kitchen of the Roberts household making tea, Blair was still running the possibilities of their 2011 killers through her head. It was bad enough that the two women were keeping Jill and Jade under house arrest, she felt like such a hypocrite. Jill obviously wanted to go to the losers club party with her remaining friends and yet here she was locked in her 'cell' as she called it, Blair went out knowing full well there was a killer on the loose in the first act - she was a teenager! You're supposed to do stupid shit like almost getting gutted at your friends impromptu party where you find out your said friends are the ones that went full American psycho...in her defence her childhood and teen years were anything but normal

Sidney's head snapping up caught the other women's attention "what?" Blair questioned raising a brow, Sidney raised a finger as if telling her to be quiet as she walked over to the double doors that lead to the wrap around porch. Blair could now hear the wind chimes gently making noise, she guessed that was what had gotten Sidney's attention. Speaking of, Sid turned on the light outside. She looked both ways before stepping outside to take down the wind chimes, Blair sighed in relief she wasn't sure if she had the patience tonight to deal with another Ghostboy attack or big killer monologue that goes on for a straight ten minutes like the two of them haven't heard all that shit before. Like seriously, half of the Ghostface's probably would've gotten away with it if they'd finished the job when they had the chance!

A little while later Kate Roberts appeared after giving the two women a fright, apparently she went on a stress relief grocery shop. Blair couldn't blame her but personally she'd go to Beverly Hills and splash her money on a new purse or some shiny new heels but each to their own...the kitchen landline began to ring, her blue eyes locked into the device having a deep hatred for landlines. Call it PTSD but she refused to have a landline in her own home - Mark didn't disagree with her reasoning and quite frankly her life had been changed for the better. Sidney clearly not learning her lesson from the past 3 massacres moved towards it to pick it up

"Sid, seriously?" She rolled her eyes before moving towards the doorway "Jill, you gonna get that!?" She called up the stairs but didn't get a response so she picked it up instead, Blair groaned loudly putting her head in her hands

"Roberts residence" as if on cue Sidney's head shot up as she turned to look at Blair with wide eyes, her raven haired friend didn't even look surprised as she just shrugged miming a "I told ya"

"Who are you?" Sidney asked when the killer was done talking, god was Blair ready to grab her kid, get in the car and drive to like Mexico. Maybe she'd move to London or Australia or even better Italy! She'd have a little house on a hill overlooking the local town and ocean, her kids would be away from this torturous life and could start fresh. She was sure Mark would follow her anywhere plus he knows she doesn't want to stay in America for the rest of her life too many painful memories