StAlKeRs

Sixteen

I woke up with the feeling of light kisses running up my neck to my jaw. A hand ran from my ankle up to my knee, booking my leg over someone else's hips, then trailed up my thigh and under my shirt landing on my ass. My body was pressed tight to theirs, their thigh pushing against my covered area. "Hmm," I hummed as I tilted my head back and to the side. "Good morning," Stu said, laying soft kisses on my neck. He moved his hand that was on my ass up under my shirt more, running it up to my ribs just under my left breast. He moved his leg that was between my legs l, brushing against and pulling a small moan from me. "Is this my shirt? My mom told me you came over to get some stuff you left in my room. Did you steal my shirt while you were at it?" He asked, brushing his soft lips against mine. "Maybe," I said barely above a whisper. 

It was his shirt. I did go over to his house months after everything happened. I had some clothes I kept at his house for when I stayed and a few other things I had left behind. I decided to go over one day and retrieve them. I didn't think it would end with me curled up on his bed, hyperventilating from crying so hard. His mom ended up holding me, running her hands through my hair. She had always liked me, even considered me a part of the family. When I had finally calmed down and she left the room, I grabbed one of his shirts. It didn't smell like him anymore but it was still a comfort for me. 

"You miss me that much, baby? She told me what happened. I'm sorry I caused that," he whispered and connected our lips in a soft kiss. I found myself moving my hips back and forth on his thigh, creating friction. His hand cupped my boob, squeezed, and then pinched my hard nipple in between his fingers. A moan escaped me as I rocker harder. It has been so long since I allowed myself to feel any kind of pleasure. "That feel good, princess?" Stu asked, sucking right below my ear. 

Princess. Well, that's new.

I could feel my panties getting wetter as more friction built up. He flexed his thigh, tightening the muscles, and pushing up into me as I rocked back and forth. I was wound so tight that I could feel the orgasm race up inside of me. "Cum for me, baby," Stu whispered in my ear. His fingers twisted and pinched my nipple adding to the pleasure. I clenched around nothing and came with a loud moan. "You're so beautiful." Stu connected his lips to mine and then pulled away. I finally opened up my eyes to see him looking down at me with a smile on his face. I never wanted to leave this place. 

I had cleaned up, and put new panties on before walking down to the kitchen. Stu was in the shower so I started getting the stuff out to make breakfast. Pretending like everything was normal, playing house with someone who tried to kill me. What a fucked up romance movie this would be. Probably some kind of romantic thriller. I I had been to caught up in my head, still thinking about what tool place upstairs not long ago and wanting-- no needing more, that I didn't hear the door that lead to downstairs open or hear the footsteps come up behind me, I didn't even know someone else was in the house until I had an arm wrapped around me and a knife to my throat. 

"I told you I was going to kill you." Billy tightened his hold on me. Fear coursed through my body and I was regretting everything I said to him. "Not to brave now that I'm here are you?" He taunted me. "Stu is right upstairs all I have to do is scream," I said in a shaky breath. "Yeah, but by the time he gets down here you'll be bleeding all over the floor with your throat slit," he growled. "You tried killing me before and that didn't turn out well. Besides if you kill me, Stu will kill you," I said. "You really think he wants to be with you? He only wants what's in between your legs," he said. 

"He's going to use you again. He told me in detail what your pussy feels like, what it tastes like , how your mouth feels. He's even told me what sounds you make. You sound like you'd be a better lay than your sister. I bet Stu would even agree to letting me join in. Let me taste you, fuck you, scream my name. Truth be told you've always caught my eye. You're different from Sid. You're not too closed up, you tell it how it is. You're a force to be reckoned with when someone pisses you off. Hell I'll even admit that I got hard when you just start fucking laughing while you bled out on the kitchen floor. 

You're smart, too smart actually. I was worried you'd figure everything out and fuck up my plan. You know just the right way to get under my skin and you have the balls to say it. You drive me to the brink of wanting to murder anyone who's near me at the time just to get the anger out. You pissed me off so bad last night that I got the first flight back to California and drove all the way up here. I thought Stu was fucking stupid for staying back in Woodsboro just for some bitch. But then I started thinking-- I started to think maybe there was a way we could talk you into being on our side. But you fucked that up last night with your smart mouth. I don't want to kill y/n, buy I have to," he finished his ranting. "Are you fucking done now? I was starting to fall asleep," I said. 

That only pissed him off. The blade dug into my neck making me wince. I should probably shut up. "Billy!" Stu's voice made Billy turn around taking me with him. "Let her go," he said. "Don't fuck up the plan," Billy growled. "There is no fucking plan! And she's off fucking limits! It's over, man. We lost. It's time to accept that," Stu told him. "You're such a pussy whipped fuckrag!" Billy yelled. He took the knife away from my neck and shoved me hard. Stu caught me before I fell to the floor. "What're you doing here, man?" Stu asked, pulling me into him and wrapping his arms around me protectively. 

"Well, what I wanted to do you fucking stopped. But if I stayed there any longer I was going to kill that pansy ass fucker Sideny as been cuddling up to," Billy said, running his fingers through his hair. "Derek?" I asked. Anger filled his eyes and burned into me. "Jealous doesn't look good on you," I said. 

oops! Bad idea!

He lunged towards me with the knife but Stu pushed me behind him and grabbed Billy. "Don't fucking touch her! Calm the fuck down, man!" He yelled. Billy backed away, glaring at me as he pointed the knife down. "You better keep your bitch in line, Stu," he pointed behind me. "Excuse me but I'm no one's bitch," I said, leaning around Stu. 

You should really just shut up.

His face went red, his knuckles white from how hard he was gripping the knife. "Someone has anger issues," I mumbled. "Okay!" Stu turned around, bent slightly and threw me over his shoulder. "Time to take you upstairs before Billy does actually kill you. The two of you can not be in the same fucking room." He headed for the stairs and I looked at Billy, lifted my right hand and gave the finger. "You should sort out--" I yelped as a hard slap came down on my ass. "Keep your mouth shut," Stu growled. Probably shouldn't get turned on by being man handled but I fucking was. I could feel my panties starting to get wet. 

I really should see a therapist. Or maybe get my head examined