is it really that big ?
tara carpenter x fem!reader ( set at the end of scream 6 )
cw :
𝐧𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧
maybe this was the end.
maybe there would be no more ghostface and your group could finally be free of it's terrifying clutches.
that was all that was running through your mind as you were rolled out of the shrine you had spent the last what felt like forever fearing for your life again.
that, and where tara was.
you didnt care about the knife wound in your leg preventing you from walking, you just wanted to know where she was and if the two of you could finally live your life without the looming threat of death.
it was only really when the paramedic peeled back your jeans to look at your wound that you were brought back to the unbelievable amount of pain you were in.
before you could sit up to have a look at how bad it was, an oxygen mask was lowered onto your face.
it didn't help.
neither did the face that they were pressing down hard on your leg to stop you from bleeding out.
you tried to focus on anything else, anything you could see or hear.
you caught onto the back end of your name being yelled from outside the ambulance and then someone banging on the back doors.
" tara ?" you questioned, more to yourself than anyone else.
the doors were opened and the moment you saw her face it was like everything else did just fade away.
" oh thank god, i lost you in there, i didnt know what happened to you " even in her slight ramble you couldnt help but smile a little, your hand absentmindedly reaching to grab hers.
" what happened to your arm ? " you questioned, your question slightly muffled by the mask over your face.
a smile spread over her face at your question.
" you've got an eleven inch gash down your leg, and you're worried about my arm ? " she asked incredulously.
" it's really that big ? " you asked, moving to turn your head and take a look at it but the small tug on your hand from tara stopped you from diverting your attention.
" that's what she said " she joked causing both of you to giggle.
that was the last thing you could pinpoint before waking up in a hospital bed.
though the warmth of tara's hand still remained in yours.
when you recognised it, your hand moved on it's own accord, squeezing her warm hand in yours.
" hey " she said simply, watching as your eyes fluttered open.
" hi " you responded, taking in the rest of the room. including the uncomfortable vinyl chair tara was perched on.
without really saying anything, you shifted across your bed, making enough room for tara's smaller form to come up next to you.
she decided not to question you and instead climbed up onto the bed, settling into your side.
her arm draped over your stomach and yours lifted to wrap around her shoulders.
" maybe that's the last of them " you mused, hoping to finally be able to relax.
" i hope so. i wasn't sure how much longer i could have taken this " she replied, burrowing her head further into you as your grip tightened on her.
" maybe i can actually take you on a date without a fear of getting stabbed ? "
even if it was probably too soon, the room filled with giggles
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