𝐚𝐦𝐲𝐠𝐝𝐚𝐥𝐚 || 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦 ✓

chapter nine

Sidney had run inside before Stu and Randy showed up, so the two of you are behind the door, catching your breath. There's a noise coming from upstairs that sounds like dragging. You see Billy struggling to stand up as he leans against the wall, blood staining his shirt from his wounds.

"Jesus, Billy, I thought you were dead," you mutter, shocked he's still alive from being stabbed like that.

He reaches out to you and Sidney before falling down the stairs, landing on the floor shortly after. You and Sidney run to the foot of the stairs, trying to help Billy up.

"Are you okay?" Sidney asks. A part of you wants to say that, of course, he wasn't okay. Why even ask that? But you keep your mouth shut.

"I'm like a stuck pig, but I'm alright," Billy grunts, sitting up slowly.

You manage to help him stand up before he heads for the front door, "Hand me the gun. It's alright." Billy says, holding out his hand.

Your intuition is screaming to not give him the gun, but the expectant look on his pale face makes you surrender. You could never refuse Billy.

Randy bursts through the door the second Billy opens it, "Holy shit, guys! What the fuck is going on? I think Stu's gone mad!"

Billy shuts the door behind him, slowly turning around to face the three of you with a wicked smirk on his face that matches the wicked glare in his eyes, "We all go a little mad sometimes."

He slowly raises the gun, aiming it at Randy before pulling the trigger and lodging a bullet right between the red head's eyes.

This is the moment where you're body is stricken with unbridled fear. All those times before when you were attacked were not fear compared to this. Someone you know, trust, and love dearly is capable of unspeakable things. You had been right all along. That's what you fear the most.

"What the fuck?" you say, flabbergasted.

"Anthony Perkins, Psycho," Billy continues with a bloody, twisted smirk on his pretty face.

You could hardly look at that pretty face. It didn't seem to belong to the same person anymore.

"Billy?" you say in horror, trying hard to keep your eyes on his without being filled with anger.

"(Y/N)?" he mocks, using the same tone as you with his eyes widened a little as he begins walking towards you.

You start backing away, pulling Sidney's arm with you. The two of you go running, only for you to run into Stu, literally.

A wave of relief washes over you, "Stu, thank god!" you wrap your arms around his waist and hug him. Except the hug isn't returned. You feel Stu's arms twitch, though. You feel the tan sweater run across your arm as Stu lifts his hand, turning on a vocoder, "Surprise, (Y/N)."

The world around you begins to utterly collapse. Your stomach lurches uncomfortably at the thought that maybe none of it was real.

Is this real? Were they real? Is this actually happening?

"No," you mumble, burying your face into Stu's chest, "No."

You begin to cry, and you hear Stu's heart roaring in his chest.

"So sorry, (Y/N)," Billy says mockingly, walking up to you and Stu.

Billy presses his chest to your back, sandwiching you between him and Stu as he runs a knife slowly up your leg, over your hip, and creeping up your ribs to where it rests on your neck.

A shudder runs through your body at the close proximity to the people you had feelings for. You don't know about those feelings anymore. Other intense emotions like disgust, confusion, and horror are replacing them. Sidney is standing behind you, slowly trying to move towards the front door. Stu notices this, nudging Billy, who then aims the gun at her with his other hand.