Your life was done, changed forever with no going back. The mistakes had been made and you were going to pay for it...all because you had let the wrong people invade your life and take advantage of your own humane way of thinking.

Across from the ambulance's you where handcuffed and restrained by police officer's, your Ghostface mask placed on the hood of the car and knife disarmed from your hand.

Tara looked at you from across the street outside the abandoned movie theatre, her stabbed and bloody arm dressed nicely in a cast. She gazed upon you with a conflicted expression, her eyes big with betrayal and a bit of bitterness .Tara adored you as her classmate, crush, and most trustworthy friend but the turn of events where you this whole time had been a puppet under Wayne's band of Ghostfaces made her heart sink.

You both lock eyes for what seems like eternity, your own pair looking apologetic and regretfully at her, the gaze being held for so long your eyes started to sting from keeping them constantly open. Tara blinks at you and looks to her older sister, Sam, the two exchanging a tense piece of debate that was out of earshot to be able to hear. Eventually you see Tara ignore something Sam says to her and turns her back on the other girl, carefully walking towards you with her eyes keeping a strong focus on your cloaked figure.

Tara stands before you but at a small distance, looking up at you with an almost heartbroken expression, Tara's eyebrows constantly furrowing and softening like she was both angry and sympathetic towards you at the same time.

"...It could've been you...." at first you don't understand what she means.. then it hits you. You realise how much the relationship between you has been damaged by the merciless choices you had made.

And you have no idea how to fix this.....do you?