In which Nichole Carpenter lived her own perfect life before two boys entered her life.
Or when
Nichole never realized how much she loved the fight.
(Billy Loomis X Fem!Oc X Stu Macher)
TW: Blood, Gore, Violence, Sexual Violence, Sexual Scenes, Sw...
Waking up the next morning, Nichole groaned at the aching feeling throughout her body from running and injuries of the night before.
She smirked at the thoughts of the night, before and after getting back home. She rolled to her side, a sleeping Stu macher to her side. The boy snored loudly; his mouth open as he slept. She rolled her eyes at the noise before slowly sitting up.
As the bed slowly started to have less weight to it, Stu opened his eyes with a groan, grabbing onto the girl to pull her back into the bed.
"Stu." She mumbled, slightly irritated. She needed to prepare herself for the day, make sure she looked the part of just losing her 'best friend'.
"Just a few more minutes Nickie." He sleepily spoke, using his strength to pull her back in the bed. She flopped down into his side with a sigh.
"I have to get ready for today." She looked over to her clock that sat on her nightstand.
7:00 Am.
"Fine." He rolled his eyes as she got out of bed, slowly sitting up as he rubbed his eyes awake. She walked to her bathroom that connected to her room, dropping her clothes as she turned on the water.
At the sound of the water, Stu's eyes widened as he quickly shot up. "Wait for me!" He called out, closing the door behind him. He smiled as he looked at the discarded clothes on the floor.
Nichole let the water run down her body, waiting for the Macher boy to join her. Moments passed before the shower door opened, the boy stepping in as he smiled at the naked girl.
He placed the shampoo into her hair, scrubing her sculp as she sighed in peace, her head resting onto his chest. Their height difference had always slightly bothered since the boy was 6 foot 3, Nichole only being 5 foot 8.
But she never let it get to into her head, she knew that she still controlled their relationship.
When Stu's hands slowly trailed down her body, she turned around as she grabbed onto his wrists. "Not now." She spoke out, causing the boy to roll his eyes.
They continued their shower, occasionally Nickie reminding him to not start anything.
After they got ready, Nichole making sure she looked like a mess, they headed to Stu's car. Pulling up to the Woodsboro high school, they looked around at the multiple police cars and reporters outside of the school.
She smirked, turning to Stu who shared the same look. "Look at this." He spoke, pulling into the parking lot.
"Everything's going as planned." Stu laughed slightly at her words as they came to a stop. Before Stu opened the door, she grabbed onto his arm as he looked back at her in confusion. "Remember, don't screw tonight up. Chase her a bit, maybe even slash her a few times as a threat. But don't kill her." Stu nodded at her words as he smiled.
