Psycho [ Billy Loomis x F!Reader ]

¹¹ Pyschopaths

"Why did you kill our friends?" I ask him.

"I think our little doll here wants a motive." Billy smirks at Stu. "I don't really believe in motives, sweetheart. I mean, did Norman Bates have a motive?"

"Nope." Stu chimes in.

"Did they ever really decide why Hannibal Lector liked to eat people? Don't think so, babe. Isn't a lot scarier when there's no motive." he explains while stroking my hair with his free hand.

Billy places the tip of the knife on his lips. "We don't need a motive. So, want to help us with framing Sidney and her dad? Just get a knife and stab yourself with it, but if you're too scared too, then I'll do it for you."

"I-I'll rather just let you guys kill me." I whisper. Billy puts the knife on my chin, forcing me to look up at him.

"Hmm, but we don't want to murder such a good-looking sweetheart like you. And I'm still your boyfriend, so stop being so afraid of me, will ya? Also, you're no longer a virgin. You had sex with a pyscopath."

I run for it, but Billy grabs me, holding me in his arms. "Why are you trying to leave all of a sudden? And why so quiet now?"

"I-I.. I don't want t-to be apart of your pyscho killer club." I whimper.

"But then we'll have to kill you."

"I'd rather die then . . . then be with you two."

Stu points the gun at me, and I look him in the eye. "Billy, should I?"

"Nah, we'll make sure that she comes with us."

"Oh, wait! This is the greatest part! The greatest part! You're gonna love this one, IT'S A SCREAM, BABY!" Stu exclaims, taking huge steps towards his basement door.  "I'll be right back!"

"It's midnight, meaning that it's Sidney's mother's anniversary. That slutbag got killed exactly one year ago today." he whispers in my ear while nuzzling his head in my hair.

Stu arrives back from the basement, holding Sidney's dad, who was tied up. "What do we have here?" Billy smirks.

"The person behind all of the murders!" Stu exclaims.

I can only look in fear as Stu drops the poor man to the ground. "I guess we won't be needing this anymore, uh?" Stu says in the voice changer before sliding into Neil's pocket. "Look at this, ring, ring we'll need this."

"Are you smart enough to figure out the ending now, bunny?" Billy asks me.

I slowly nod my head.

"Good girl."

"The evidence is all right there, baby." Stu grins, kicking Sidney's father.

"What if Sid's father snapped, Sidney's mother's anniversary set him off and he went on a murder spree, killing everyone." Billy explains.

"Except for us three. We were all left for dead."

"And then Neil kills Sidney, and shoots himself in the head. Perfect ending." Billy adds.

"I thought of that." Stu points out.

"Watch this." Billy smiles, pushing me aside. "Ready?" he asks Stu.

"Yeah. Yeah! I'm ready, baby! Hit it! Get it up!" Stu shouts.

Billy stabs Stu in the stomach. The taller man groans in pain. I flinch. "Billy.. What are you doing?" I ask him.

"Just stabbing ourselves to frame Neil."

"Come on, man. Jesus." Stu groans, holding his hand on his stomach. "My turn."

"Don't forget, go to the side and don't go too deep." Billy states, gripping onto some strands of my hair.

"Okay.. I'll remember."

Stu stabs Billy, and he collapses to the ground. "Ah, fuck! God dammnit, Stu!" he yells, grabbing onto the table.

"Sorry, guess I got a little too zealous."

"Give me the knife. I have to stab Y/N. I don't trust you stabbing her. You might kill her." Billy says.

"Oh?"

"Give me the knife, NOW." he demands.

Stu finally hands him the knife. "Y/N, when we escape, we get to plan the sequel! Let's face it, baby, these days, ya gotta have a sequel!"

Billy stands infront of me, the knife touching my stomach. "Are you scared of being stabbed?" he whispers.

I shake my head.

"Just kill me." I say.

Billy stabs me, but not the way he stabbed Stu. I wince a little as I feel the pain. When he slides the knife out my body, I groan in pain. "F-Fuck.." I stammer. He slings his arm around my shoulder, kissing my cheek before stepping infront of Stu.

I hold onto my wound while watching Billy stab Stu multiple times. "You've watched one too many movies." I murmur.

"Babe, don't you blame the movies, movies don't create pyschos, movies make pyschos more creative, don't they, Stu?" Billy explains, stabbing Stu once more.

"Stop it, Billy, would ya? I'm feeling a little woozy here."

"You get the gun, and I'll untie pops, okay?"

Stu doesn't move. "Now!" Billy shouts.

"Okay." Stu whispers, as quiet as a mouse.

"Uh.. uh.. We have a problem here."

"What?" Billy turns towards Stu.

"The gun.. the gun, man. I put it right here." Stu whimpers.

"Where the fuck is it?!"

"Right here, asshole."

I snap my head to the familiar voice, and see Gale Weathers, pointing her gun at Billy. "Man, I thought she was dead."

"She looked dead man."

Fuck, I have the chance to escape. But.. Billy. The look in his eyes when he looks at me. I can sense that he doesn't want to hurt me.

"I've got an ending for you, the reporter left for dead in the news van, comes to. Stumbles on you two dipshits, finds the gun, boils your plan, and saves the day."

"I know something you don't." Billy states.

Gale tries to shoot, but safety was on. Billy approaches her, kicking her in the chest. "Oh, so sweet. Works better without the safety on."

"This is Gale Weathers, signing off, baby." Billy smirks.

"You're gonna love this, 'sweetheart'!" Stu yells to me.

I glance at Stu, and he grins. "Hey, Billy. Your doll stayed in the exact spot she was in. Maybe she wants to actually join us!"

"Now that's pretty good of her, isn't it?" Billy smirks.

The two boys approach me. "Now, we better get the fuck outta here before the police arrive."

Stu grabs onto some strands of my hair, yanking it out. I wince in pain. "What the fuck was that for?!" I hiss. He places it in Neil's hand.

Billy shoots neil in the head before ripping off the tape that covered his mouth, then he yanked off the rope.

"So, sweetheart. Are you gonna escape with us?" Billy asks me.

Shakily, I nod.

Billy smirks, kissing me on the lips. "I'm so sad that I lost my girlfriend.." Stu whines.

"Oh yeah, Tatum. Was kinda smart for her to try escape through the pet door.

"WOODSBORO POLICE, WOODSBORO POLICE!"

"Shit, guys. Come on, let's go quickly!" Billy exclaims, sliding his veiny hand into mine as we climb out the quickest window we can see.

"Move you ass, Macher!" Billy half-yells.