🌹 His Little Rose🥀 , A Story about a killer who fell in-love

1. Hey There

Rose was sitting in the living room watching a scary movie when her parents walked in.
She turned around and saw that they were all dressed up.

"Where are you guys going?" She looked at them with confusion in their eyes.

Her mother, who was dressed in a skin tight Steel blue dress, huffed and turned around.

"Your father and I are going out to diner Rose-Marie, I told you this last week!"

Her father just shook his head as he grabbed his wife's hand, "come on hunny, we don't have the time to waste it talking to her"
They both turned around and walked out the front door. But before her mother left she Hollered towards her daughter

"Make sure you take your pills." And with that left.

"Bitch" Rose mumbled as she paused the movie and turned off the tv. She went to the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of coke and her medication, and flushed it down the sink, before towards her bedroom on the second floor.

She had just got to her room  when the phone beside her desk rang. She took a sip out of her Coke before sitting it down beside the phone. She picked up the phone and help it to her ear

"Hello" she said politely. She listened to the other end but got nothing but static.
"Hello" she dragged out before, again, hearing nothing and hanging up.

When she did she heard knocking on her window. Rose let out a groan before heading to it and opening it up. She looked around for a few seconds before a face popped up into her view.

"Well hello there" Rose spoke, she didn't scream, no, she just smirked at the figure before walking back over to her bed, sitting on the edge watching the figure.

"Why can't you ever just be scared" the figured groaned as it crawled threw her window and walked to stand in front of her.

"Because Billy" she rolled her eyes as she got onto her knees so their faces were even, "your not scary baby"

Billy pouted at Rose and then just smirked and kissed her forehead, "that's not what Casey thought" he crawled to the top of her bed and laid down, waiting for what she was about to say.

Rose turned to her with excitement and crazy in her eyes, yup, there it is, he thought as he looked over at her.

She crawled onto him and put her thighs on either side of his pelvis as she wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Tell me tell me tell me" she begged him with a pout on her lips.

Billy chuckled as he grabbed her hips "well, she started begging me, asking what I wanted" he started into her eyes, watching how focused she was on his words "so I decided we should play a game, if she guessed the movie killers name right, I'd 'let her live'," he raised air quotes around that part because they both knew that he wouldn't have either way.

Rose let out a little giggle as she adjusted herself on his lap "what was the question" she tilted her head to the side.

"Who was the killer in Friday the 13th" he told her, with a smirk on his face as he rubbed his hands up and down her sides

She shook her head with a wide smile on her face. "Ahh, that's a tricky one"

Billy chucked at his girlfriends taunting voice as he leaned his forehead against hers. "Yes it is My little Rose," He put his right hand on her cheek and rubbed his thumb over her lip, "but she lost, and payed the price. Gutted and hung from the tree"

With a hum, she started combing her fingers threw his hair "so, Stu do his job right?"

"Of course, he knows what you'd do to him if he messed that part up" he spoke just over a whisper.