Psycho [ Billy Loomis x F!Reader ]

¹⁰ A dark reveal

"Okay.. Also you can let me go now, I'm fine." he states.

"No, you might fall."

Billy sighs, and doesn't say anything for a few seconds. "Alright, then."

We reach the bottom of the stairs. Billy limps over to the door. "No, Billy. The killer's out there we have to stay in here." Sidney informs, nudging him away from the door a little.

Billy turns to me. "Give me the gun, Y/N. It's okay, I'll be able to shoot whoever's the killer."

I pass the gun over to Billy, and he opens the door. Randy comes running in hastily. "Woah, woah, get in!" Billy gasps.

"Stu's flipped out, he's gone mad." I huddle closer to Billy, fearing if Randy is the killer.

Billy's head slowly turns faces Randy. "We all go a little mad sometimes." he murmurs, extending his arm out, about to shoot Randy.

"No, Billy, stop!" Sidney shouts at him, but he doesn't even turn to face her, instead he shoots Randy in the shoulder, which causes him to go flying back into a table.

Sidney and I rush over to Randy. "Ahh.." he groans.

"Anthony Perkins pyscho."

We both rise up from the ground, staring at Billy. No, it can't be him. It can't be. I saw the killer stab him.

Or maybe there's two of them.

Then that means, Stu.

Stu's the other killer.

I feel the hairs on my neck go up.

"B-Billy..?" I murmur.

He ignores me.

He sticks a finger in his mouth, sucking it. "Corn syrup, the same thing they use for pig's blood in Carrie."

I shake my head, and run over to the kitchen. I hear a gunshot behind me. Quickly, I snap my head to see what just happened, and see Sidney flying onto the ground, blood streaming down her stomach "Fuck.." I murmur.

"Ah!" I scream, after bumping into someone.

Shakily, I lift my head up. "Stu..?"

I nudge him away from me. His lips curl into that goofy grin as he puts a white box to his mouth. "Surpriseeee, Y/NNNN." Stu grips onto me, holding me tightly as I'm pushed against his body.

I turn to see Billy, who was approaching me. Shit, now I am alone with two killers. "Stay away . . . from me!" I shout at Billy, tears forming in my eyes.

"But, I thought you liked being with me, doll."

Ignoring him, I shove Stu out the way and sprint into the kitchen, attempting to run into the living room. "Ah, ah, ah, not so fast." Billy smirks, leaping infront of me, the voice changer in his hand.

"What's the matter, sweetheart? You look like you've seen a ghost." he says in that stupid voice changer.

I shake my head. "B-Billy.. Please.. I was your . . . girlfriend." I whimper.

"Ah, and who said that we broke up, uh Y/N? Noone, so we're technically still together." Billy states while approaching me.

I turn around and sprint to the corner of the kitchen, which was a bad idea because the two pyschos are now cornering me. "Why are you two doing this, killing all our friends!"

"It's all part of the game, Y/N." Stu states. I take small steps over to the table in the middle, where there was a few knifes. Quickly, I snatch one, but Billy is alert and he grabs my wrist.

"Why do you want such a dangerous weapon in your hand, Y/N?" Billy asks me, slowly taking the knife from my hand.

I feel my breathing becoming frantic as I look him in the eye. Billy tosses the knife over to Stu. "Make sure she doesn't get another weapon, will ya?" he asks his partner in crime. Stu nods, and he throws the knife in the living room.

"Fuck you!" I shout.

"Oh, no, no, no, no. That's not a nice thing to say to you're boyfriend, is it now?" Billy states while putting the gun in the pocket of his trousers. He slowly walks up to me. He holds his hand to Stu.

Stu tosses over a knife. "There you go, Bill."

That's what I normally call Billy.

"Thaaank you."

He gently touches my neck with the tip of the knife. "Don't be so afraid of me, Y/N. You done nothing wrong for us to hurt you. We just want you to work with us." he whispers in my ear.

"We're alllll gonna frame it on Sidney's dad, alright?" he states, brushing the knife carefully on my neck.

"Anyways, why would we want to ruin your perfect skin?" Stu chuckles.

Billy grips onto my waist, making sure that I don't try to escape.

"You're not the Billy that I know." I murmur, breathing heavily. My heart thumps against my chest. "So, it was one of you who was chasing me, uh?At my house, it must've been Stu. Then in the toilets, it must've been Billy." I add.

"Bingo." my 'boyfriend' smiles.

I nudge Billy away slightly. He lets go of my waist, dropping my body to the floor. My hands press against the cold tiles of the floor as the two murderers loom over me. I breathe heavily.

These aren't the Billy and Stu that I know.

Stu is funny, goofy, stupid, cheerful, a prankster.

And Billy is loving, protective, caring, and perfect in my eyes.

These two were murderers.

Murderers who killed my friends.

Images of Tatum, Randy, and Sidney flash into my mind, causing tears to stream down my face. "Those were our friends." I state, breathing heavily in fear.

"Well, not anymore." Stu grins.

"Stu, I think she's scared." Billy smirks menacingly.

"Aren't ordinary people who see a murderer supposed to be scared?"

"I h-h.. I hate you both." I hiss as tears begin to stream down my cheeks.

"You, hate me? But you said that you haven't loved someone as much as me."

I groan in frustration.

"Sweetheart, we haven't done anything to you, so why do you hate us?" Billy asks, kneeling down infront of me and wiping my tears away with his thumb.

"Billy, let's carry on with the game."