My Boyfriend's Back

Twelve

YN

I held eye contact with Sidney. I was fucking confused and terrified. I wanted this all to be a bad dream. I could feel the panic rising. My breathing increased, my ears started to ring. Billy I wasn't surprised he was behind the killings. But Stu. How did I miss he was a fucking psychopath?!

Sidney

I could see the panic attack coming just by how yn was breathing and staring at me with wide eyes. I tried to move forwards to help her but Billy stopped me. "Ah ah ah!" He said, pointing the knife at me. He looked at Stu, "take care of it!" Stu was already starting to turn her around. I could see the worry that he was trying to hide from Billy.

"Why are you doing this?" I asked. I kept my eye on yn. Stu had his hands on either side of her face after putting the gun down. "Why? Here that, Stu? I think she wants a motive." Stu paid no mind to him. He was too busy trying to calm yn down.

Stu

"Baby, I need to breathe. In and out, nice and slow. Come on, baby, come back to me." She was looking straight through me. She wasn't even supposed to be awake. Not yet at least. I had a plan. There was a whole plan on how to convince Billy to let her live. I could tell he was getting more and more annoyed. "I need you to calm down. Look at me. Damn it, yn. Look at me!" I yelled and shook her. Her eyes snapped up to me, wide with shock and fear. "You're going to calm down and listen. Understand?" I pulled her back over to stand with Sidney.

"How about this for a motive. Your slut mother was fucking my father!" Billy said to them. "You won't get away with this," Sidney said. Billy smiled at her, "tell that to Cotton Weary." Yn looked at me and Sidney looked at Billy. Now she knew we were the ones to kill her mom. And just how brutal it was. Of course most of that was from Billy.

YN

I needed to get out of here. I needed to get away so I could get help. Billy was going on and on about his stupid mommy issues. I should be trying to escape. But instead I finally lose my fucking mind and laugh. Billy's eyes snap over to me. "What the fuck are you laughing at!" He hissed. I looked between him and Stu and shook my head. "You did all this because your mommy left you? Because your daddy couldn't keep it in his pants?" I laughed again.

"To answer your questions…yes, they find out why Hannibal ate people. And Norman Bates did have a motive. You're just too stupid to know that." Was I probably signing my death wish right now talking to him like this? Probably. But at this point I didn't care. His hand tightened on the knife and he stalked towards me. "Nothing but a pussy ass mommy's boy." He slammed me against the counter, sticking the knife in my face. "Shut the fuck up! You're a slut just like your mother! Don't think I don't know about the pictures Stu has of you."

My gaze drifts to Stu whose eyes are wide. He had no idea that Billy went snooping. "You went through my shit?" He asked. "You have them on your fucking night stand! Not hard to fucking miss! Go get him," Billy said. Stu's eyes went from shoot daggers at Billy to fucking excitement. "Oh, you're gonna love this, baby!" He backed up and walked down into the basement. "I've gotta say, you have nice tits. Pussy looks like it would fit around my cock better than Stu's."

I brought my hand up to my mouth and gagged. "I just threw up a little. No offense Sid," I said. She shook her head, "it's fine. Wasn't that great to be honest. Didn't last long," she said. Billy grabbed her throat, "shut the fuck up! I didn't hear any fucking complaints when I was fucking you like a whore!" When Stu came back me and Sidney gasped. "Daddy!" Sidney cried when Stu threw him on the floor. His hands and feet were duct taped together and his mouth was taped shut. Stu came off to me, wrapped a hand around my neck right under my jaw and kissed me. "This is the best part."

He walked back over to dad and pulled him up on his knees. "Won't need this anymore." He pulled out a phone and the voice distorter. He put them both in dad's pocket on his shirt. "See, everyone dies but us. Everyone dies but us! We're the last two to survive and go on to plan the sequel. Because let's face, baby! Nowadays you gotta have a sequel!" He came over to me and brushed his fingers across my cheek. Then leaned him like he was going to kiss it. "I'm going to save you, baby. I promise," he whispered.

There plan was fucking stupid. They were going to make it look like dad went on some kind of killing spree after going crazy. It has been one year since mom's murder. They think this is all just a movie. "You're both fucking stupid. Your plan is stupid! You won't get away with it. None of it makes any sense!" Billy shoved the knife in my face again. "Shut the fuck up!" He turned to Stu, "you ready?" Stu nodded and put his hand on his head. "Yeah. Hit me baby! Get it! Come on!"

I gasped when Billy stabbed him. "Fuck, Billy!" He yelled. Then he held his hand out, "my turn." Billy pointed the knife at him. "Remember, not too deep and keep to the side!" He said, and gave him the knife. Stu mumbled something then stabbed Billy. He screamed and pushed the stuff on the counter onto the floor with a crash. I looked over at Sidney and she nodded. I had been inching closer to the end of the counter slowly. And now that they were both distracted I took the opportunity to run.

"Fucking bitch! Go after her! Goddard, Stu, go now!" I ran up the stairs, ran into Stu's room and then into the attic. "Babe!" I heard Stu yelling. I came to a stop when I noticed the creepy fucking dolls. He's more fucked up than I thought. I shook my head and ran to hide. I knew he would find me up here. But that was okay because I had a plan. Not a good one but I had one.