I exhaled shakily. I parked Randy's car in the Macher's yard and got out. " Look, Randy...whatever happens tonight, I just want you to know you're my best friend and if it came down to it, I will give my life to save you. " I said serious. Randy gave me a somber smile. " Same here, Y/N. Same here. " He said.
I inhaled and exhaled, pulled myself together and walked up to the huge house infront of me. " C'mon, Y/N, you have a plan. Stick to it. " I mumbled to myself. I entered the house, seeing a few of my peers, making out, drinking, some even banging on the counters. " What the fuck, Macher? You let people do this in you're house? " Randy said, coming up behind me.
" Yes, I do, Meeks. " I heard Stu say. I turned around and saw Stu, in the doorframe. " Hey, baby. How are you holding up? Billy called and told me what happened. " I smiled. I walked over to him and hugged him. " I'm alright. It's not really anything. " Stu pulled away from the hug. " Don't lie, Y/N. You're good at it, but you can't get past me. "
I laughed, while Randy scoffed. " Trust me, she's way better than you think. " Stu smirked. " I'm sure she's lied to you so many times, you have no idea. " I hit him in the chest, signalling it's not something to be discussed. Stu looked at me with that ' I didn't actually know you did ' look.
I fake-laughed, a pretty believable one, and smiled. " Randy, I wouldn't do that. Stu has a stupidity leak. " I said, with fake amusement. " That's what Tatum said earlier! Did you get that from her? " Stu said confused. I shook my head. " Great minds just think alike and I think everyone can see your brain leaking. " I said. Stu pouted and stuck his bottom lip out. " Okay, Macher, I think Y/N came to have a good time, not for you to bore her the entire time. " Randy said with venom.
Stu out his hands up in defence. " I'm just trying to be a good friend, man. " I chuckled and went to the kitchen. I saw some beer and grabbed one. " Nope. " Stu said, taking away the beer bottle. " No! Give me! " I said, angered. " Billy said not to let you drink while he's not here. " I pouted. " But...I want one. " I said sad. " I'll sneak you a few sips later, babe. " He whispered in my ear.
My face flushed. Stu noticed, because he smirked. " You like that? " He whispered. I stuttered. " N-no, Stu we shouldn't. You have a girlfriend and I like someone. " Stu rolled his eyes. " Neither are here, sweetheart. " Stu said suggestively. I shook my head. " Stu, I'm not doing it. I don't have sex with my best friends. " I said seriously. Stu stepped back, confused. " I just wanted to kiss you, Y/N. Geez, you certainly have an imagination. "
I sighed. " I can't, Stu. I love him too much. " I said. " Meeks doesn't deserve you, Y/N. " Stu said, clueless. I shook my head. " It's not...Randy. " I said hesitantly. Stu gasped. " You're gay?! " He said, grossed out. I smacked him. " No, you big asshole! Gross. No. No, no, no. " I said, disgusted. " Good, I thought you were like...I don't know, but whatever I thought, it wasn't good. " I scrunched up my face. " Ew, no, gross. No, I'm straight, thanks. " He sighed. " Well, I guess I have to settle for Tatum. "
I sighed. " She's not that bad. She's a bitch, but she has a heart. " He nodded. " I know, but she's the kind of bitch that you can't...I don't know, love? Like, truly love and appreciate. " I gave a half-smile. " I know, just love her, Stu. She loves you. " I said. He nodded and walked away. Just then, there was a knock on the door. " I'll get it. " I said to Stu, who wasn't to far away. " Okay. " I walked over and opened the door.
Billy was leaning on the frame of the door, smirking when he saw me. " Hey, sexy. " He said suggestively. I blushed hard. Stu gasped. " Oh, he's the one- " I cut him off, slapping him. " Don't listen to this crack-head. " I said. Billy just laughed.
" You said earlier you wanted to talk. " I nodded. " Hey, Stu? Can we go to your parent's bedroom and talk? " Stu nodded, smiling like an idiot. " You guys get busy! " He stuck his thumbs out. We both rolled out eyes and walked up the steps.
I walked in the bedroom first, Billy right behind me. Billy locked the door and sat on the bed with me. " Okay, babe. Spill it. " He said seriously. " Well, first, Ghostface had...pictures. " I stopped there, shuddering. " What kind of pictures?! " Billy said, inraged. " I... " Billy stood up. " Y/N, tell me! " He yelled. " Billy, he had nudes, okay! " I yelled back. Billy just stood there. " How many? " He said quietly.
" I'm guessing at least nine. " I said uncomfortably. He said down again and cupped my face. " Y/N...I need to tell you something, incase I don't make it tonight. " I exhaled shakily. " Y/N, I love you. I fucking love you. I've been loving you since I first saw you. " He said. I couldn't think. Billy fucking Loomis, loved me. " Billy...I love you too. I fucking love you too. I've loved you since you first smirked at me. " I said. The first time I made eye contact, all those years ago, the first thing he did, was smirk.
" Y/N... " He said lustfully. " Billy... " I said, with equal lust. He laid me on my back and started kissing me slowly. It easily got heated. He licked my bottom lip, asking for entrance. I denied, teasing him. He growled and grabbed my left breast. I gasped, letting his tongue in my mouth.
" Billy... " I moaned. He smirked and started kissing down my neck. He was marking up my neck with hickeys, marking me as his property. He bit my collarbone, making me moan even more. I felt blood flow out of the bite. Billy started sucking the blood out of me. It felt so good, I wanted, I needed more. " Billy, kiss me. " I said. He looked at me lustfully, before passionately kissing me.
Just then the doorknob rattled. " Fuck off, Macher! " Billy barked. The doorknob rattled again and kept rattling. Billy pulled me off the bed and behind him. " Billy, no! " I squeaked. " Shh, baby. Everything is okay. " This door busted open and none other than Ghostface himself, was at the door.
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Scream For Me (A Scream Fanfiction)
FanfictionHe wasn't going to get caught. He wasn't going to make a mistake. He wasn't going to jail. He would have you and never let you go. Based off of the 1996 movie Scream