PSYCHOPATHS [+18] SCREAM

Chapter 8

Amara's POV

I decided to get all my homework finished before going to Tatum's house she said she'd pick me up at 6:30. I had my hair in a tight ponytail, wearing an oversized shirt with shorts.

I was focused and almost done until I heard tampering with my window. Some vines led up to my window, they were cut once but they must've grown back.

I slowly got off the bed grabbing my bat Betsy, just as the assailant raised the window, I walked closer ready to strike my feet faltered when I saw a hand filled with different flowers tied by a bow in one hand and the other gripping the seal. Billy's head pops up making me jump.

"Can you hold this?" he asks holding the flowers to me, I laugh setting the bat down beside my desk.

I grabbed the bouquet and smelled the flowers they smelled like nothing but I still appreciated the sentiment and by the hot feeling in my cheeks, I knew my face was bright red, stepping back to give Billy room. He immediately climbs in. "Why didn't you use the door?" I question trying not to laugh.

"I was trying to be romantic," he says smirking, taking the flowers from my hands. "I could've taken your head off," I warn wiggling my bat at him.

"But you didn't. Anyways I brought these for you and to tell you I'm breaking up with Sidney." He says giving the flowers back. I stare at him in shock. Was he serious?

"Really? " I question a raised eyebrow.

"Yeah, I was headed over there now but thought I should let you know first ." He says stepping closer, dragging a finger down my arm. Goosebumps spread immediately over my skin.

"Why?"

"Do you even have to ask? You mean everything to me". I smiled looking at him, I couldn't believe I was finally hearing those words. I couldn't stop staring at his lips.

"You have a funny way of showing it,"

We were so close to one another, that I could feel the heat of his body moving into me, as blood rushed to my head, my face became flush with desire. His gaze was staring into the very core of my being, I'd never felt so exposed before, so utterly naked. He gently takes the flowers from my hands not breaking eye contact.

I started feeling nervous backing up a bit which only made him step closer, "You know how long I've waited for you to look at me like that" He mumbled against my skin, his lips connecting to my neck making me whimper.

His lips leave my neck as he hoists me up by my thighs against him, I could feel his very hard bulge against me. He attacks my neck again, as he leads me to my bed putting me down not breaking the heated kisses. "How long I've waited to have your legs wrapped around me like this," he bites down hard on the skin between my neck and shoulder.

"Hold on a second " I cry out surprised. He doesn't stop as he starts to leave dark marks down my chest. I wanted to taste his lips so bad. He stops looking at me darkly as if he heard my thoughts, before finally connecting his lips with mine. His kiss was firm, expert, and torturous. I groaned into his mouth pulling him more into me by his hair while wrapping my legs harder around him. He grinds against me causing little moans to spill from my lips.