Y/N POV:
I have always been an introvert, I dislike talking to people. Let alone see them, but I sadly have to due to the fact that I'm in high-school. I attend Woodsboro High school, this city used to be a calm place. Nothing really happened here...that was until the murder happened of course. People were losing their shit, reporter's were constantly at school trying to get information from the victims friends.
Police officers were all over town observing everything. The person who died was Casey Becker, I couldn't help but feel relieved. She was a bitch. She always had an attitude for no reason and was so rude. She thought she was above everyone else.
Whoever killed her did us all a blessing. Along with her boyfriend too, that dickhead was even worse. I don't understand why people at school are 'sad' over her death. Nobody liked her, the only reason people liked her was because if you hung out with her she gave you popularity. Or she'd give you great sex..from what I've heard.
But I'm no one to judge on the last part. You do you. People are acting all sad about her death but I know whats behind it. They just are milking it because nothing had happened in this boring ass town. I heard she was gutted like a pig, hollowed from the inside out.
I was taken out of my thoughts when I heard the microwave beep indicating that the popcorn was done. As I got out the popcorn I sat on the couch. I was looking at through the movies and decided to watch Texas Chainsaw Massacre. Im in love with horror movies. As the movie began to start I heard the phone go off. Ignoring it, I just continued to watch the movie.
It was until the 5th time where I began to get irritated. I harshly picked up the phone.
"Who is this?" I annoyingly asked.
"Who is this?" The man behind the phone had a deep yet raspy voice.
"You are the one that called aren't you?" Rolling my eyes I popped a popcorn in my mouth.
"Are you watching a movie?" The man's voice sent chills down my spine. It was kind of..hot.
"Texas Chainsaw Massacre." I muttered having my attention on the TV.
"Whats your name?" I could hear the man's breathing.
"Why does it matter to you?"
"Becasue I want to see who I'm looking at."
"Well, all I can tell you is that your looking at a hot ass bitch." I took a sip of my soda continuing to watch the movie.
"W-what?" The man seemed to be taken back from my response.
"Yeh well I gotta go bye."
"Hang up on me and I'll-!"
The man's voice was harsh. I could tell that he was mad.
But I didn't care what the man had to say cause I hung up the phone. I continued to watch the movie until the phone rung again. Letting out a groan I picked up the phone.
"What do you want?"
"HANG UP ON ME AGAIN AND I'LL GUT YOU LIKE A FISH!!"
I could tell that the man was beyond pissed.
"As if."
After I said that I heard a crash, fuck..I guess this dude was serious. I heard footsteps behind me causing me to spin around. I was faced with a tall figure who wore a black cloak, a white mask, and was holding a very sharp knife. Well..isn't this nice.
The man ran towards me, I took ahold of the lamp that was beside the couch and smashed it on the guy's head. He fell down and let out a grunt. I was about to run out the door when I felt a pull on my leg causing me to fall.
The man got on top of me, I looked up into the masks eyes. I felt the cold sharp blade press against my stomach. The man pressed the knife harder onto my stomach but I kicked him on his chest causing him to fly back.
When I kicked him the knife fell from his hand, I quickly took ahold of the knife and went on top of him. I pressed the knife against his neck. I was panting. But before I knew it he flipped us over causing me to be below him.
"Fiesty..I like it." The man's voice wasn't as deep as it was on the phone. But it was still both deep and scratchy.
"What do you even want from me?" I hissed out.
"Your attention."
I looked up at the man and gave him a confused look. The man then took off his mask. My eyes widened when the man was no one other than Billy Loomis. He smirked down at me. I punched him in the face hoping he'd let go but he didn't. He growled and took ahold of my wrists pinning them above my head. I tried thrashing around but the feeling of the knife pressed against my throat caused me to stop moving. My breath hitched.
"Ya know, I've always had a thing for you. Ever since I've laid my eyes on you you've caught my attention.."
He lowered his head and whispered in my ear. His hot breath fanned my neck causing me to shiver.
"But no matter what I do you never seem to notice me."
His face was now infront of mine. He tried to kiss me but I moved my head to the side. I guess he didn't like that because he roughly took ahold of my chin and made me look at him. He pressed the knife against my throat a little harder. I could feel the blade slightly rip my skin, I could feel warm blood drip down my neck.
"Kiss me, or else I'll kill you." Billy's eyes were dark.
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♡I'm sorry this chapter is long♡
