🂱𝒪𝒸𝒸𝒾𝓈𝒾ℴ🂱- 𝙂𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙩𝙛𝙖𝙘𝙚𝙓𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧

Pretty Cunt-15

(A/N: I might be going a little far with the name of this chapter but I don't give a fuck. Enjoy! <3)
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I glared at Billy then at Stu. "So no one wants to fess up? Okay. Fine then." I hopped up from the bed and started to walk toward the doorway. Billy blocked it before I could make a break for it. "What do you think you're doing?" He asked eyeing me. I rolled my eyes and acted like I was bored now. "Oh nothing really- MAYBE JUST TRYING TO GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE DIPSHIT?!" I raised my voice at him. He backed away slightly.

Just then I did notice the bags in Billys hands. "What..what's that stuff?" I asked glancing up at him. "Oh Y'know..just all of your personal belongings that I so graciously got for you." I scoffed. "Have you been stalking me?" Billy grinned slowly. He glanced over at Stu. "That was my idea sweetheart." Stu was now right behind me. I jumped slightly feeling his hot breath on my neck.

"Can you not jump scare me like that?" I turned my head back to look at him. He laughed. "Nope, sorry babe but it's just way to funny!" I cringed at the pet names. "What's up with you calling me pet names and shit? It's not like I'm in love with you or something." Stu's smile dropped slightly and his eyes got a hint darker. For a second he just stood there staring at me. Then he finally said something. "Oh well would you rather me call you a pretty cunt?"

I slapped a hand over my mouth. "What. The. Fuck." I started to cough out of pure embarrassment. "Shit.." I took a breath in. "Don't say that again or I might die. Literally." Stu grinned evilly. "Pretty. Cunt." He sounded out each syllable to probably make me more embarrassed. I punched him in the stomach lightly. He acted like he was just stabbed.
Wait...did they get stabbed last night?

I spun around and faced Billy. I grabbed his t-shirt and pulled it up. I checked around his chest and stomach but there was no wound. I took my hands away and cleared my throat only then realizing what I just did. "So uh..you weren't hurt at all. Good. That's..good." I looked down at the ground. "Yeah..it was just corn syrup. The shit they used in Carrie for the pigs blood..but I'm sure you already knew that."

I nodded my head. I stared down at my lingerie type clothing. "Okay but seriously I want this shit off of me." Stu ran up behind me. "You can take it off. We won't complain." I rolled my eyes. I decided to play along with his game a little. I turned around and looked him dead in the eyes. "If you don't want it on me then take it off yourself." I told him innocently.

He looked down at me like an excited little puppy. "Re..really?" He asked almost at a whisper. I scoffed. "Of course not ya weirdo." He pouted and whined. "But- I thought that you-" He stopped himself and walked out of the room. "Looks like big shot there got all hot and bothered. Whatever." I turned back and and talked to Billy. "Yeah, anyways, here's your stuff. You can put it away in the dresser over there." I cracked a small grin. "Thank you, Billy."
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I stuffed all of my clothes that Billy thought into the dresser and sighed. I picked out some comfy ones and smiled. "This'll do just fine." I looked over at my knife lying on the bed. I strutted over to it and stuffed it safely underneath some of my clothes to keep it hidden. There's no telling when I might actually need it. "So," I muttered to myself standing back up. "Where in the hell did those psychos go?"

I walked slowly and looked both directions in the hallways. I decided to go to the left. I walked carefully and quietly down the hallways as to not gain any unwanted attention. I'm really surprised Billy decided to leave me alone. I wonder what Stu's feelin' like right now? I think he might be a little moody now that I fucked with him. The hallway ended with a door at the end. It was closed

I got curios and tiptoed up to it. I leaned my ear up against to door and heard faint mumbling. I reached for the doorknob and creaked the door open slowly. Stu was laying on a bed in the middle of the room facing up at the ceiling. He was mumbling things to himself. I opened the door wider. Wide enough where he would finally notice that I'm here.

"Stu?" I asked softly. He jolted up and looked at me. "Are you okay?" I walked into what I assumed was his room. It was messy, clothes strewn about in various places and faint music playing in the background from a record player. I closed the door behind me and walked closer to him on the bed. "Did..did I make you mad when I fucked with your feelings?"

His head was turned away from me. He nodded slightly. "Stu..." I sat down next to him and reached my hand up to his face to make him look at me. He slowly turned and finally gazed at me. He had a pouty face. I sighed. "Darling, I didn't mean to hurt your feelings. Honestly, I'm a damn mean person. I fuck around with peoples feelings then I well- I kill them." I paused taking in the atmosphere of the room. "But, you're different. You and Billy. When I really think about it, I don't want to uppercut you guys when I see y'all. Look," I paused again staring into his eyes. "I'm not one to say this often but I'm sorry."

Stu didn't reply. I sighed softly. "If my apology didn't work then maybe this will." I leaned in close to his face and placed my lips on his. I guided my other hand to his neck. He quickly started to kiss me back. His arms wrapped around my waist pulling me closer to him. Fuck-okay point for Stu. He's a good kisser. I leaned back after almost a full minute. I let out a breath. "So...do you accept my apology?" I asked toward him hopefully.

He grinned at me happily. "You know I do!" He paused and chuckled. His hands still lay on my waist. I had my arms loosely dangling around his neck. He looked at me on the eyes.

"And just so you know, I accepted your apology before you kissed me, but I just wanted to see how far you would go to see me finally accept it verbally."