The Caller [Billy Lenz x male reader]

The attic

3rd person POV
Y/n had been living in the old sorority house for 2 months. He had finally gotten the rest of his things from the movers and was fully unpacked. But what also come with the 2 months of him staying here we're the phone calls. They mostly happened at night but sometimes happened in the early morning.
Y/n POV
I wake up to the phone ringing. "Not this shit again.." I move Claude off of me and get up stretching before checking the clock and seeing the time. "6 am.." I whisper to myself getting up, walking to that dreaded red telephone. I pick up the phone.

"Hello?" I say waiting for a response I hear the same gibberish and snorting again
"Lemme me- (laughs), lemme lick your pretty pink puss...." There's a long pause "Pre-Pretty Piggy... Filthy B-billy (snort's)"
"Oh it's you, why do you always call me at the most random times?" I wait for a answer, the caller continues mumbling and snorting
"Suck- suck on my juicy co-" I hear a loud bang coming from the attic then crying, the line then cuts.

"What the fuck" I start walking towards the attic but grabbing a knife from the kitchen first. When I reach the the attic I can hear muffled sobbing and mumbling. "Hello?" I say as I start to open the hatch. As soon as it's opened enough for me to get in the crying gets louder, and I start to see something.. or someone?

??? POV
"FUCK" I say as my leg bleeds from me falling on the glass unicorn. I start to panic when I see the hatch to the attic opening. "Bad Billy! Filthy Filthy Billy!" I mutter to my self trying to get up, so that they don't see me. "Um.." he says quietly while staring back at me. Fuck wait I still have the phone in my hand. Out of instincts I just start muttering to my self, while trying to get away from him as best I can. When he finally backs me into a corner I just I start to panic seeing that he has knife.
Y/n POV
I stare at the features of the man in front of me. He has shortish curly brown hair. From what I can tell his eyes are green. He's wearing a green turtleneck that has blood stains on it. I realized that the man had stopped crying but was now trembling and staring at me as I looked at them. "Are you Billy?" The man nods still trembling. "Why were you calling me?" I ask, the man struggles to get out the words but finally says something "P-please do-don't stab Billy. B-Billy's sorry" I Stare at him before realizing I was holding the knife extremely close to his side. I look down and realize something else. His leg is bleeding. "I'm not going to stab you. But you need to answer my question Billy" He looks at me and then at the knife. I put the knife down, slightly out of reach but where I can grab it if I need to. There's silence for a couple of seconds. "Billy doesn't .. I-I don't Know why I make the calls.. I just do" he says, this is the first time he hasn't talked in the 3rd person. I think he's starting to calm down...