Fear Street Tommy Novels & Stories

She continued. Tom looked at her and he noticed that Tamara was not scared of her and that sent shivers down her spine. “I have not said that to make myself happy but I mean it and that should be a warning sign,” Tamara said. She got up and walked away banging the door behind her. Tom held the space between his eyes and shock his head. He took his coat and phone that was behind his seat and left in a hurry. Terror was covered all over his face and one could notice that he was not in his right mind state.

a deep, menacing voice bellowed. Tommy, Danielle's boyfriend, stormed up to them. He was tall, broad-shouldered, and radiatedexuded an intimidating presence. Known as the most feared guy in school, he was a senior—someone you didn’t cross. He’d heard about what happened to Danielle and rushed straight to the class to confront Derek. “Hey! I’m talking to you!” Tommy yelled, grabbing Derek by the shirt and yanking him closer. Derek didn’t flinch. He stared into Tommy’s eyes, unyielding.

His phone broke in the storm and he hasn't replaced it yet. “What in the ever-loving fuck is going on here?” Tom shouts as he comes to stand closer to me while I just stand there feeling fear quickly spreading through my body. “Take a look around and figure it out asshole!” Amy has a sly look on her face and it just makes me feel sick.

she snapped. Tommy broke out in a cold sweat. I could smell it, sharp, sour fear. “I-I’m sorry, miss,” he stammered. “This is Mr. Darvin’ arrangement. I’m just following orders. I really have no choice.” He wasn’t lying. Fear clung to him for a reason. The middle aged woman crossed her arms, amused. “If they can’t go in,” she asked coolly, “what about us?” Only then did Tommy dare lift his head. His gaze met her face…

Putting his hand on my shoulder he shook his head grinning humourlessly. "Tommy hung himself two days ago. His wife told him that she didn't want him to see his kid anymore... he was a screw-up, always had been, since high school. Now he's dead... Ain't afraid of the Boogey Man... California tree huggers." He laughed out loud. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and hung his head. "I went over there the day of the bust. I left Marcello in the R.M.P. and I went in myself."

Nancy sat beside him but said nothing while Tommy sat at the other end, gripping his knees tightly, muttering incoherent words to himself while shuddering in fear of what is to come. It seems this time, there would be no escaping for them. "What now?" Tommy muttered aloud and their gaze rested on him, words could not describe his expression at that very moment, he was scared that's for sure, they all were, but there was more, he was shaking too much and his face was getting paler by the minute, something was wrong. "Tommy?" Mike pinned his eyes on him but Tommy couldn't keep eye contact, looking away and grabbing onto his knees tightly, he went quiet.

Tom, lost in his thoughts, nearly jumped out of his skin at the sudden contact. "You scared me," he muttered, his voice tinged with both fear and sadness. Damon furrowed his brow, his curiosity piqued by Tom's uncharacteristic behavior. "What troubles you?," he asked, his genuine concern evident in his voice. Tom hesitated for a moment, his gaze flickering uncertainly before fixing upon Damon. "I had a nightmare," he finally confessed, his voice heavy with trepidation. "And in that dream, I saw Lord Zack...I worry that he will kill her."

Austin said slowly, "it doesn't mean she killed Francisco." "Doesn't it?" Lydia asked. "A girl who learned to manipulate and survive by any means necessary? A girl who discovered she was a werewolf with powers she never told you about? What else hasn't she told you, Austin?" Tommy tugged on his father's shirt. "Daddy, the angry lady is scared inside. She misses someone." Lydia looked down at Tommy with surprise. "What did you say?" "You're not really angry," Tommy said in his innocent way. "You're sad because you miss your daddy, and you think Mommy took him away from you."

He was lying face down, and face up, all at once. I live in that house now. I am the village "fixer." And every night, I listen to the scratching beneath the floorboards. I don't fear the ones that crawl. I fear the ones that wait. Because now I know that the most terrifying thing in the world isn't death—it’s a corpse that refuses to close its eyes.

Tyson laughed coldly as he squeezed with his right hand and then abruptly snapped Tommy’s neck moments after. “Sob… Sob… Sob…” Tommy was struggling constantly before he died, bloody foams spewed out from his mouth splattered everywhere. With a push from Tyson, Tommy’s body was pushed onto Margie. “Ah—” Margie let out a loud scream. Her whole body and face were covered in blood, she could not help but to shiver uncontrollably. She was a ruthless woman yet she was scared out of her wits by Harvey’s schemes. Not far behind them, Jonathan and Ted immediately kneeled onto the ground. They knew that anything that they said would not have mattered, they could only grovel relentlessly.