Beauty and the Geek

Thirty-Five

A/N: Read the warnings before reading. If any make you the slightest uncomfortable please do not read. The second half of this chapter will have smut and will me long.  There is be heavily OOC Randy in this one.

⚠️Warnings:⚠️
- Punishment
- Spanking
- Choking
- Praise (Good Girl)
- Edging
- Throat Fucking
- Hair Pulling
- Some Ass Play (like maybe a finger or two)
- Little Degrading (Whore, Slut etc...) 

AGAIN IF ANY OF THIS MAKES YOU UNCOMFORTABLE SKIP THE SECOND HALF OF THIS CHAPTER DO NOT READ WHERE IS SAYS RANDY'S DORM. I FUCKING WARNED YOU!

For those who decide to read it...
BE A GOOD GIRL AND LISTEN TO RANDY.

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Girls Dorm

After we left the hospital I went to mine and Tatum's dorm room so I could pack some stuff before going to Randy's dorm. The six of us walked into the room, Hallie had decided to stay with a guy she met at the party so Billy was just going to stay in Sid's room. "So, what are we going to do?" Sisney asked. "About what?" Stu asked. He had fallen backwards onto Tatum's bed making her roll her eyes. "About the killer, Stu," she said. "We still don't know if this has anything—" I turned and looked at Randy, stopping him before he could continue. "This has our names written all over it! That fucking psychopath followed us here and is now trying to finish what he started. So don't you dare try and say this isn't about us when it so clearly is," I said. He held his hands up and rolled his eyes.

"Just make sure you girls aren't walking anywhere alone," Billy said. "Why? Think we can handle ourselves?" I asked, crossing my arms over my chest. I was clearly in no mood to deal with the denial and the sexist bullshit. "Did I fucking say that you couldn't handle yourselves?" He asked. "You don't need to say. Its written all over your fucking face, Billy. You all are just sexiest assholes who think we need your protection," I sniped at him. "Fine! Fend for your fucking slef!" He yelled. "I will!" I yelled back. "You're so fucking annoying! I'm just trying to make sure you're safe and you're acting like a bitch as usual!" He yelled at me.

I scoffed and rolled my eyes, "And I've told you before I don't need my big brother coming to the rescue all the fucking time. I can take care of myself, Billy. Like it or not I'm a grown ass woman not a little girl. So get the fuck out of my ass!" I yelled. "Fine, go get yourself fucking killed then. Jesus fucking Christ! You've been stabbed three times and almost fucking died! You'd think you would be smart enough to not go off by yourself, especially after tonight! You could have kept fucking walking. You didnt need to pick that fucking phone up but you did. You're fucking stupid and careless and don't fucking think before you do anything! I'm surprised you've lasted this long," Billy said. "Fuck you, Billy. If you wouldn't have fucked that crazy bitch I wouldn't have been stabbed. But you could keep your dick in your pants. Kind of makes me wonder how many other girls you've fucked behind Sidney's back."

Billy cracked his neck, hit hands balled into fist, knuckles turning white, his face was growing red. He was fucking pissed, I crossed the line with that one. We fight like other siblings but we fight hard like this, screaming and yelling like we were just doing didn't happen often. I don't even know why I'm so fucking mad, it might just be because I'm fucking scared. And what they don't know is that I can't sleep because I have had nightmares or the same nightmare every night for the past two years, since I got attacked at Casey's. Out of all of us,I've gotten the worst of it. This was clearly about Sidney, why we didn't know. But whoever was behind it all wanted her dead. So why was I the one getting the worst of the hits? Why was I being targeted? I had my suspicions about who killed Casey, Steve, Jason, Nate, and Garrett. But I just couldn't let myself believe they would do that.