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Fall for You Pt.2 - Cindy/Alice Fanfiction (FEAR STREET)

Synopsis: SPOILER WARNING. Please don’t read if you haven’t watched the whole series. The second part of this story. Picks up at the end of the first part and covers the ending of the 1978 massacre flashback. I have an idea for a smaller final story to wrap everything up. Cindy and Ziggy are trying to reunite Sarah Fier’s hand with her body to stop the curse meanwhile Alice is helping in her own way as best she can given the circumstances. AU with alternating POVs between Alice and Cindy.

Alice’s POV:

I hear Cindy and Ziggy flee the cabin as I struggle to subdue Tommy, my former friend and current possessed killer. He throws me off, recovers, and lifts me up by my neck slowly squeezing my windpipe, and then decides to toss me through the front doors of the cabin instead of strangulation. I land hard with a thud on my back while also smacking my head on the ground.

“Ouch.” I say under my breath as I slowly sit up and start scrambling to my feet. I see Tommy slowly approaching with the axe in hand, and I realize I either need to run away or find a weapon. A weapon. Of course. I reach down and remove the knife from the sheath Cindy used as part of the splint to support my fucked up leg.

“Here goes nothing.” I whisper as I launch myself toward him. When I’m a couple feet away, I throw the knife toward his face where it hits its mark squarely in his left eye as I dodge to the right, narrowly avoiding the impact from the axe swing. It momentarily stuns him as I start hobbling away to hide. I hope I bought Cindy and Ziggy enough time. I hope they are still alive because I’ll be damned if I let some stupid ass curse ruin my life further especially after I just got my girl back. We deserve happiness too.

I expect Tommy to continue pursuing me, but instead I turn around and realize that he is heading in the opposite direction.

“Oh shit!” I exclaim as it hits me that I was only a distraction, and the main target is Ziggy who is at the Hanging Tree with her sister trying to reunite Sarah Fier’s hand to her body. I instantly swivel around and limp behind killer Tommy moving as fast as I can. I try to keep up to hopefully have a chance to warn the girls as they try to stop this carnage once and for all.

We are approaching our mutual destination a few minutes later, and I notice out of my peripheral vision that I’m too late to help. I watch my beautiful snitch getting brutalized by her ex-boyfriend’s axe at the same time Ziggy is being repeatedly stabbed by the Milkman. It’s like some horrible plaguing nightmare, all playing out in slow motion while I’m about thirty seconds away, but hopeless to do anything to help.

“NOOOO!” I scream out in agony as I collapse to the ground on my knees ignoring the piercing pain in my leg.

As I’m crying for a few seconds, it suddenly goes quiet and I glance up to see all the Shadyside killers have disappeared. I instinctively crawl on my knees toward the girls’ bodies hoping to say goodbye. I’m almost to Cindy when I hear the rustling of footsteps next to me.

“Alice?!” He says, and I recognize the voice. Nick Goode. Of course he’s here. Fucking Sunnyvale’s prodigal son. The savior. The knight in shining armor trying to rescue the poor surviving Shadyside campers.

“Save her Nick! Save Ziggy!” I shout through choked back sobs willing him to understand my meaning as I sadly reach my girlfriend, and grasp her hand letting the tears flow down my cheeks. I couldn’t save Cindy, but I can at least attempt to keep her sister alive.

“I will. I promise. And Alice? I’m sorry.” Before I can even react, I feel a stinging sensation in my back and as my vision fades to black, I realize that this is how I’m going to die. With a whimper, not a bang. Alone and betrayed by Nick fucking Goode. A literal backstabber. You unimaginable bastard. We were so close. Not that it matters anymore. No one will remember us, and our sacrifice. This will just be another unfortunate and bloody tale of the cursed town of Shadyside. The infamous Camp Nightwing massacre of 1978.

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Cindy’s POV:

As Ziggy and I are digging down to find Sarah Fier’s body, we stumble upon something hard that we hit with the shovels.

“I found something!” Ziggy states excitedly. I hold my breath as I help her unearth whatever was buried underneath the tree. It’s a rock with an engraving on it.

“The witch forever lives.” I shakily gasp out.

“The witch forever lives.” My little sister repeats the statement before following up with “Cindy, what does it mean? Cindy?!” She asks worriedly.

“I don’t know.” I answer softly.

“What...where is she? Where’s the body?”

“I don’t know.” I replied. We share a look first at each other and then at Tommy who is on our tails.

“This way. Come on.” I continue as I grab Ziggy’s arms and drag her up so we can attempt to run away. We turn around and realize that the other Shadyside killers are also here quickly approaching from every direction.

“What do you want, Sarah Fier? You want this?” As I hold up her hand. “You can have it. Just let my sister live. Just let my sister live!” I plead. I drop the hand next to the hole we dug in frustration and grab one of the shovels.

I realize sadly that there is no escape, at least not for me. But I can protect Ziggy as best I can and give her a fighting chance.

“You bled on the bone. They are after you. Get ready to run.” I tell her sadly. I’m so sorry Ziggy. I’m so sorry Alice. I wish we had more time to spend together, to make up for lost time. I tried my best but I failed both of you again. I love you so much. I’ll see you again.

“No Cindy no!” I hear her cry out at the realization of my decision. I hurriedly take hold of her arm again and we start sprinting together. At the last second however, I push her aside and swing the shovel at Tommy where I connect with his head but he immediately retaliates with a smack to my head with the axe’s blunt end.

I fall down onto the ground hard helpless as I glance out of the corner of my eye to hear Ziggy screaming while being attacked by the Milkman at the same time the axe collides with my chest piercing my insides. Tommy strikes me repeatedly and as blood begins gurgling out of my mouth, I turn my head to face my baby sister who I notice is reaching out her hand toward me. I reciprocate the gesture and say one last thing to her knowing this is the end.

“Nothing...will...pull...us...apart…” I gasp my final breath as the world goes dark and my eyes slowly close and I feel myself fading away.

Some time later…

Cindy’s POV:

“Cindy. Wake up. You need to see this...to understand.” A disembodied voice whispers in my ear. I struggle to regain consciousness as I hear the faint sounds of terror around me.

“This is important. Please wake up.” The voice repeats itself. I stir and slowly attempt to stand as I’m feeling wobbly on my feet. Once my balance returns, I instantly realize that I feel different than I did when I was alive not too long ago.

“Where...where am I?” I ask the voice which has a feminine tone to it.

“Not quite sure. All I know is this is where the poor unfortunate souls who have attempted to thwart the Goode family’s treachery end up after they die. It’s sort of like limbo and you are a ghost observing the effects of the curse until one day it can finally end.”

I nod in understanding as I look around and realize that I’m standing at the edge of the clearing where the Hanging Tree is located.

“Sarah Fier.” I reply, finally figuring it out.

“Yes. It’s me. I tried to warn you. I’ve always tried warning everyone who stumbles upon the curse. No one has ever figured it out completely. You were the closest, but alas you ran out of time just like the others.” She answers sadly.

“Will she live? Did I save my sister at least?” I inquire as I stare at Ziggy who is slowly dying.

“No. You did your best, but ultimately failed. Your girlfriend fared slightly better, but will still pay the ultimate price.” Sarah replies as she teleports us closer to the tree. I stare in shock as I notice my dear sweet Alice stumbling toward my body.

“Alice! No! I have to help her!” I cry out desperately wanting to save her from her fate as Nick Goode drives a knife deep into her back where she collapses onto my corpse, the light leaving her eyes as she bleeds out.

“She’s gone, but your sister will live. Nick Goode will see to it. Take solace that she survives. And your dear Alice will join us shortly so you will be reunited. You won’t share this existence alone..” Sarah nonchalantly explains.

As if on command, I hear soft footsteps from behind and spin around to face my badass and brave girlfriend.

“Hey snitch.” She greets with a smirk. I race over and embrace her by wrapping my arms around her neck, tears misting at my eyes. She instinctively wraps her arms around my waist and pulls me closer. We hold each other for a couple minutes until I have to ask her a very important question.

“What took you so long?” I whisper in her ear echoing the last time I said that to her when we were still alive. She pulls back from the hug and grasps both my hands with her own.

“Three guesses. Besides, I couldn’t leave you to face this uncertain future alone. You are stuck with me now princess. For better or worse. Not letting you go this time” She beams.

“I wouldn’t have it any other way.” I smile and close the gap between us to gently kiss her on the lips.

Despite recent events, I still have hope. Alice and I get to spend eternity together even though we are both dead, and Ziggy lives even with survivor’s guilt. It’s not a perfect happy ending, but I’ll take what I can get. It’s better than what most Shadysiders get to experience in their lives.

And since we have been given a second chance to fix our mistakes and help prevent the spilling of more innocent bloodshed, it means we have a chance to help the next generation. To help Sarah stop the Goode family from continuing to enact this curse over Shadyside. Alice and I just need to watch over Ziggy until she’s ready, and then bide our time until the opportunity presents itself to intervene. This time we will be ready, and revenge is a dish best served cold. We are coming for you Nick Goode, one way or another.

The End?

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cloudaura93 · 3 years

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Fall for You - Cindy/Alice Fanfiction (SPOILERS)

Preface - I read all of the Fear Street books when I was younger. My fiancé and I really loved the new trilogy on Netflix so I’m starting to pick up my fanfiction writing hobby again. It’s a great series adaptation to the source material and I hope it does well enough to expand the universe further in the future with more stories. Also the cast is amazing and their on-screen chemistry is fantastic.

Story idea came after I watched an interview with actress Ryan Simpkins that her character had feelings for Emily Rudd’s character. So this explores their blossoming romance. The title and song inspiration is Fall for You by Secondhand Serenade since I heard it on my shuffle playlist yesterday and it reminded me of the Cindy & Alice dynamic. I hope all of you enjoy my little short story as much as I enjoyed writing it. For now it’s a one-shot but might make a second chapter if it is well received. I have a couple ideas on how to tweak the ending of Part 2. Thanks and let me know what you think! :)

Prompt: What if Alice wasn’t murdered immediately at the end of her speech in the cabin? What if she was able to finish it while they were all near each other around the table instead of Alice being alone by the door to be ambushed. Then when Tommy finds them a few moments later, she sacrifices herself defending her two favorite girls? What if the ladies did more than reconcile their friendship in the cave beneath the camp before Cindy rushes off to save Ziggy? Follows canon mostly, but definitely has AU elements.

Cindy’s POV:

“For Shadyside.” Alice announces as she ends her inspiring speech. My heart swells with pride at her admission. It took a lot of courage and strength to come out and say that and still want to fight despite her injury.

I do wish she would stay behind though for her protection. If I lost her tonight after I just got her back, I don’t know what I’d do. But she is just as stubborn as I am, if not more so which means I begrudgingly go along with her idea to join us.

And besides if we are going to die, I would rather us die together than apart if we do inevitably fail to stop the curse.

I want her to stay safe but I understand her reasoning, so I echo her sentiment. “For Shadyside.” I slightly glance at my baby sister who smirks and repeats, “For Shadyside.” Alice and I share Ziggy’s smirk, enjoying this moment of peace, confident in our plan and relishing in the fact that the two most important people in my life have forgiven me for my behavior and vice versa.

I just wish my happiness wasn’t at the expense of all the dread, pain, and loss leading up to this moment that was caused by my possessed and murderous axe-wheeling ex-boyfriend. But I won’t let those feelings distract from the love I feel radiating off Ziggy and Alice right now. They are my strength and I won’t let them down. I’ll be better this time. I have to be better or the consequences will be monumental.

Before I can reminisce any further there’s a loud crack on the front door of the cabin as Tommy bursts through preparing to swing the blunt side of his axe down onto my girlfriend’s head.

“ALICE!” Me and Ziggy scream. Luckily she reacted immediately to our warning and instinctively dodged the blow at the last second as she spins around to face her assailant.

“Why won’t you die!” Alice shouts as she tackles Tommy to the ground and begins wrestling for control of the axe.

“Cindy! GO! You need to finish this to save Ziggy and everyone else! I’ll buy you some time and see you on the other side one way or another…” She blurts out and I don’t like the finality in her tone. She’s struggling to overpower Tommy, but she’s holding her own against who was once a sweet boy I used to date.

“NO! We do this together, remember?!” I beg in protest. Ziggy is at my side, tugging on my stupid polo shirt urging me to go with her.

“Sis, I don’t want to leave either but we are running out of time.” The younger girl exclaims.

“She’s right Cindy. Please go. I’ll catch up. I promise.” She says and I believe her.

“Just like last time?” I ask. I want to make sure she understands how hard it is to run away from her despite the gravity of the situation.

“Yes.” She states matter of factly as I stand there in continued hesitation, still not wanting to leave Alice again, but knowing that both she and Ziggy are right. I have to go. I need to go if I want a chance to end this horror once and for all.

Alice swivels her head slightly to make eye contact with me and we share a nod of understanding as I relinquish control, and allow my baby sister to pull me away to the back door of the cabin to escape.

I hear loud violent noises fading into the background as we are sprinting away toward the tree. And I’m praying to whatever higher power is out there to watch over my wonderful girlfriend and protect her until we can be reunited again as survivors.

So we can’t fail because I WON’T fail them. Not again. I refuse to let some curse fuck up my life more than it has already. There’s too much at stake, more than saving my sister and girlfriend. The whole town is depending on us to end this horror once and for all and we are going to do it or die trying.

Ziggy and I continue running toward our destination with Sarah’s hand in tow hoping with all my heart that Alice is still alive, and that Sarah’s body is buried under the tree.

The End?

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