Sequels Suck

Chapter 10

Stu eyed you up and down, a leering look on his face as he hummed to himself. "Damn...College sure did change you, Sweetcheeks. I like it. Kind of a sexy Alicia Silverstone thing going on." 

You quickly stood up, hands trembling as you pulled your skirt down. He grinned and rested his hand on the waistband of his baggy bleached washed jeans. Chains on with a studded belt and a band t-shirt you never heard of. Multiple piercings on his face and fluffy bleached hair with his natural color fading in. 

Just like what you saw when he handed you the note. He was real and there. There was no way around it.

"Stu...You're really alive-" You choked out, voice wobbling in fear. 

He threw up his hands and stuck out his tongue with a bark of laughter. "Ha! It's a miracle! He lives!..." His smirk stayed even though you could see the look in his eyes change. "...No thanks to you." 

"B-but-" 

"B-b-b-but!-" He mocked your stutter before his smirk dropped. "Back doors exist, genius. "

"...It was you in the bathroom stall. You've both been screwing with me since I got here! Following me around, calling, watching me..." You gripped your arms tightly, trying to stop the trembling.

He shrugged dramatically. "I don't know... How do you know you don't need severe mental help? That you haven't completely flipped your lid? Maybe I'm a figment of your imagination?...Or a ghhhhoooosstt." He wagged his fingers at you and gave a ghostly moan. 

The shock was slowly wearing off as your eyes watered and your chest felt tight. You didn't know whether it was from fear or anger...Or relief at knowing that they really were alive. You felt the tears spill as he tilted his head and gave you a mocking sad face. 

"Aww, are you crying? Good. Cry me a river, baby! You don't have me coming to your rescue anymore."

"W-why are you doing this?" 

He tilted his head and gave you a sigh. "Now, I thought you went to college to get smarter? You know why." 

You shook your head. "No. I mean, why? After all this time...Why?" 

He smirked. "Take's time for these things, YN... Billy wants the big ending we got comin for ya to be a surprise." 

You huffed, violently wiping your face with a glare. "Billy's pulling the strings? Figures." 

He glared at you, it made you take a step back. "Uh uh. Don't sell me short there. I came up with the idea while Billy worked out the details." 

Your face dropped and he gave you a maniacal grin. "Yep. That's right, Sweetcheeks. I'm the one that thought 'Hey, let's get her ass when she's comfy at college.' Took some digging. We knew Ray went here. We found you here by surprise while hunting him down." 

You grimaced at how cruel he had become towards you. Voice heavy as you asked. "Why doesn't Billy come talk to me himself? Why's he sending you here?" 

He gestured to himself with a crazed chuckle. "Make no mistake, babe. I'm pissed! Okay? I am so fuckin angry I could bash your head into the pavement over there until your brains look like fuckin confetti and silly string on the ground!" He pointed to the sidewalk with a wicked gleam. It slowly faded as he spoke "...But Billy? Man, he is crazed when it comes to you. He wanted me to come be the diplomat. Ya know, break the ice and let you in on the situation or whatever. He just didn't trust himself not to rip you apart with his bare hands too early." 

He continued, smirk gone as he glared at you. "You fucked up, YN. You majorly fucked up." He got closer to you as you stood frozen in place. "I trusted you. I risked MY ass for you with Billy. I risked my LIFE for you. I told you I was falling for you…What do you do? You lie to me and use me and call the cops on me you...Heartless...Bitch." He growled out, pain in his eyes.