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I laid in bed with Billy beside me, an arm thrown around my waist as I was pressed to his chest. It was times like these that made me feel calm and protected. "Do you think we should be worried?" I asked as I played with his fingers, measuring the size of my hand compared to his.

"No Lydia. I won't let anything happen to you and neither will Stu,"

"Well, what about you and Stu. How will I know that you guys are safe? What if something happens to you two?" I questioned turning around to face him.

"You don't have to worry about us. We're big boys we can handle ourselves." He smirked brushing a piece of hair that had fallen in my face away.

"Let's not forget what happened to Casey and Steve. They were gutted Billy." I replied. "I can't have something like that happen to you guys."

"Change of topic. How about me, you and Stu have another date night. Movie marathon?" He suggested.

"Sounds like a plan." I smiled leaning forwards to place a kiss on his lips. He guides me so that I am laying on my back with him hovering over me. His hand trails up my thigh before his phone started ringing, startling me out of my trance.

"There's always an interruption." He muttered. I turned my attention to his face, admiring all the beautiful features he has. My eyes trailed down to his neck showing an open area of skin that was just pleading to have a mark placed on it before he angrily shoved his phone in his pocket.

"What's going on?" I asked my hand reaching up to rub the wrinkles on his face that appeared from his angry face.

"My Dad called. I gotta head home," he said placing a kiss on my cheek. "I'll see you tomorrow." He then walked over to my window and hopped out making his way home.

I flopped back onto the bed letting a sigh escape my lips, before my eyes started to close. I shot up hearing the phone on my wall begin to ring. Thinking it was one of the boys I walked over and answered it.

"Hello!"

"Hello, Lydia." The same deep voice from earlier spoke in my ear.

"What do you want from me?" I asked trying to see if I recognized the voice.

"What's your favorite scary movie? Lydia,"

"Well, I wouldn't say I have a favorite," I replied thinking back to all the movies I had enjoying with Stu and Billy, not that I ever really enjoyed them for the plot but more of just because I got to spend time with both my boyfriends.

"Have you ever heard of a final girl?"

"A girl left alive after everyone around her is killed, leaving her to suffer through all the deaths?" I questioned. Leaving the man on the phone to hum.

"Exactly. How would you feel to be my final girl? Just me and you. Not your boyfriends and especially not your friends. I already got rid of one of your friends just 4 more to go, and then you'll be mine forever." I was left with shock as the phone started beeping declaring that whoever was on the other side had hung up.