Black Phone imagines and head cannons

Hopelessly devoted - Billy Showalter

Yandere Billy, I repeat yandere Billy!

I just wanted to say I am not romanticising nor do I condone a toxic relationship. This is all for story purposes.

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One glance on his paper route, one glance was all it took and that smile, that smile infatuated him. Once you caught his attention, there was no turning back. He watched you from afar, slowly but surely falling more and more in love with you; head over heals. He knew you were the one, the only one for him. He would do just about anything to ensure that you'd stay by his side forever, to make sure your safe. He began believing that he couldn't live without you
that if you weren't his, there was no longer a point
in living. You were his entire world, and if hurting you meant you'd need him, rely upon him, he would do it in a heartbeat...
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You'd decided enough was enough, you have to leave him: this time, you have to. If you were quick, maybe the transition will be smooth, uneventful. So that's exactly what you do. And you're so close, so very close, when you here the door open, knowing just who returned from his paper route.

"Y/N! I'm back~"

Of course. Of course he was early. Heaven forbid he spent 10 minutes away from you.

Well he was going to have to learn now.

"Y/N I was super quick this morning. I missed you so much I thought I might die! I was thinking we could cuddle now and- Y/N what's wrong? Did somebody hurt you?"

"Billy." Saying you were being cautious is an understatement, but you needed to do this.

"Billy, I'm sorry but we can't be together anymore."

You couldn't continue, as you watched his happy smile to his lips trembling.

"Y-your leaving me Y-Y/N?"

You watch as tears trailed down his cheeks but you couldn't back down, you wouldn't.

"Billy, I- I can't do this anymore. You need help, you need to learn to love yourself. And you can't do that if I'm in your way." Your voice cracked slightly, your eyes now on the floor, unable to look at the sobbing boy.

"How are you in m-my way?"

"You can't do anything without me Billy! You believe that I'm some perfect person, when I'm most definitely not!"

"No. No I don't un- understand..."

"Billy, I can't be with you. I'm sorry but I need someone mentally stable, I need someone who-

Tears continued cascading down his face, before turning away from you and headed towards the kitchen counter. He stood before the faucet, looking down into the drain.

"Billy, what are you doing?" The atmosphere of the room was unsettling: your blood ran cold as you stood there, the uncertainty of not knowing what Billy's next move is, scares you to say the least.

"Like you care."

His tears had now subsided but had still glossed over the redness evident and his voice was stripped of any sign of emotion. He grabbed the nearest kitchen knife and turns to you, looking straight into your eyes, a shiver running down your spine.

No. Please no, not again.

"F-fine, if you don't want to be with me, then what's
the point in living?"

'Bi- Billy, please put the knife down!'

'N-no! You promised me Y/N! You promised
you would stay by my side, that you would love me forever! You promised, d-didn't you?" He was now obviously crying again, and you were barely able to look him in the eyes.

You pitied him.

"Y-yes, i did."

"I've told you many times, that if you're not here with me, t-then there's no point on living!' His screams are deafening, and with each one your stomach plummets further.

He holds the knife to his stomach, at any moment willing to stab himself.

"D-don't do it Billy!"

You run towards him, slapping the knife out of his
hands and wrapping your arms around him as he buries his face into the crook of your neck.

"Please, please don't do this..." You whisper, wracking your brain for anything that could stop this spiralling.

"W-Why not?"

But there is one thing you could do.

"Because I'll stay."

His head snaps up, his eyes wide and dotting around your face, as if searching you for any doubt or heaven forbid any traces of a lie.

"F-forever?"

"Forever..."

His smile stretches all the way to his ears, smiling as if he were the happiest man on the planet.

And he was, all thanks to you.

A yandere imagine, what do you think? I quite enjoyed writing it honestly, it was different and we all know my feelings on angst...

Anyway I hope you enjoyed this imagine!

- Miss Starlight