chapter three- part two: jail time
Dove lay back on her bed with a magazine in hand, being a killer at night made the days boring. She knew Billy was planning on attacking Sidney but he wanted to do it himself.
Her phone rang making her groan as she rolled over grabbing it „hello" she spoke dry.
„dove, can you go over to Sidney's so she's not alone while i get movies for tonight?" Tatum's out of breath voice spoke back to her.
„um yeah sure" she replied putting the phone down. The girl debated on calling for Billy and warning him she was on her way, or if she should just arrive.
It wasn't her fault she had to go so hopefully he wouldn't be mad at her, but she also couldn't just say no to her sister.
She soon left the house walking her way to Sidney's, when she arrived it was in darkness. The living room light was on along with the bedroom but the rest were out, Billy was already here- the ghost face mask was left on the door step meaning he was inside without it, Dove bent down picking up the mask.
She could tell by the frantic foot steps she could hear from behind the door something was happening, Dove went to open the door as she heard police officers come up behind her but she shut it before they saw her.
„Sid!" she called out as she saw her friend running down the stairs, followed by Billy shouting after her and his eyes filling with fear as he saw his real girlfriend at the door.
Sidney looked to her friend softening her eyes, before looking down to her hand seeing the mask, her face turned to struck with fear when Dove realised „no, sid this wasn't me" she protested as Sidney ran past her and out the house.
Billy gave Dove a look of disappointment and relief, they both turned to the open door seeing the police all now walking towards them „shit" they both muttered in sync.
Dewey looked to his sister with guilt in his eyes as he shook his head taking the mask out her hand and replacing it with hand cuffs, turning her body away from him and closing the cuff behind her.
The two killers looked to each other, Dove's eyes watered for a second but Billy shook his head giving her a look that all would be okay.
She nodded blinking rapidly to get rid of the tear as her brother arrested her and walked her off to the car.
„i'm sorry, dove" Dewey whispered lowering her head into the car, Billy was threw in next to her not so gently due to his protest.
„sid, don't do this, sidney!" he shouted fighting his way to the car. The door closed and they were left with silence next to each other.
Dove kept her eyes on the window as they drove to the station, Billy tired to nudge her a few times and would whisper her name but she ignored him.
She couldn't help but feel mad at him for being so stupid as to think his plan would of worked, and then dragging her into it- yes she was the one who picked up the mask and was the one in the house but she had nothing to do with this attempt.
„what were you doing at Sidney Prescott's house?" Burke spoke from in front of her in the office.
Dove didn't reply. Instead she starred him in the eyes deep enough to make him re think his decision on bringing her in, deep enough to make him believe any word she will speak next.
„did you attack Sidney at her house?" he sighed after clearing his throat.
The girl now turned her head to the window seeing Sidney being interviewed by Dewey, she turned seeing Dove and gave her a apologetic look. Dove understood why she got her arrested, she was a clear suspect, but it still annoyed her.
„i went to her house because Tatum asked me to" she spoke now turning back to the Sheriff „we are supposed to be having a sleepover tonight, do you really think i'd butcher her instead of letting her paint my nails?" Dove said tilting her head to the older man.
After a while they realised her story was true- Tatum did ask her to arrive at Sidney's house and there was no real evidence against it. So they let her go, but before that they sat her in a waiting room with Billy.
„why'd you come over? i told you to stay at home" Billy spoke up in the silence that filled the room.
„Tatum asked me to" Dove replied, she looked over to him a few seats down and still hand cuffed „they won't arrest, not properly. i'll make sure of it" she said stern.
Billy looked to her and smiled, he laughed a little shaking his head „no, i protect you, doll. you just look pretty and let me" he smirked.
The killer blushed smiling at him and went to speak again as Dewey walked in „dove, we're going home" he said holding the door open for her, she stood turning her head to billy and nodding to him watching as he returned it before leaving the room.
[AN: we hit 1k reads!!!! omfg i wrote this story for my own little fantasy but i am very glad to see that there are others who fantasise over psychopaths:))) also if u comment and i don't reply i'm not being a bitch it just won't let me comment for some reason:/]
