Did she really needed to kill your boyfriend?

That's what she asked herself in her head as she was in your room, with you on your bed as you talked about...well, she doesn't know.

Tara knew that your boyfriend were abusive. She always saw, everything that had you in it will never get unseen. She was your best friend after all. But after the ghostface attacks from last year, she felt that little ball of rage grow every time someone wanted to hurt you. Mostly your boyfriend.

She couldn't deny. The cocky blonde-haired boy was easy to kill, she just made his death slow. In Tara's mind, his death needed to be slow so he could feel what she felt when she saw the bruises on you or when she saw you unhappy with him.

Tara's extremely protective and obsessive over you. Her bestfriend, the person she needed to protect. In Tara's mind, you were already hers. You just didn't know it yet.

She could still feel the adrenaline when she chased him and stabbed him over and over, choking him. She wanted to do more, but he was already dead. She could still feel the shock, but she never felt fear, never regret. Why should she feel regret? He's the one that made you unhappy.

You just didn't know that she stalks you, hell, she even placed a camera in your room so she could watch you in your sleep. You needed to be safe, her mind purred, someone could easily just grab you and take you away from Tara.

She was so deep in her thoughts, she almost ignored the soft voice. Your voice.

"Tara? Are you listening?"

You ask, sitting in criss-cross style. Your face was slowly falling. Oh no, you felt like she didn't listen? her mind immediately said to herself. She then instantly sits up, shaking her head.

"What? No sorry, it's just...I'm thinking about that new ghostface here. Care to tell your story again?"

She said. Another thing you didn't know, she was the new ghostface. Ofcourse she was the new ghostface, being ghostface is easier and she would never get caught. Since it could be anyone.