Psycho [ Billy Loomis x F!Reader ]

¹² Alive

This chapter won't include Billy, Stu or Y/N.

Sidney's POV

"Come on, kid. Come on!"

I gasp as my eyes flash open, and I see a police officer, who was giving me CPR. "Officers, one's alive!" he shouts.

"One's alive over here, aswell!"

I can barely remember what happened, but then it hits me. Y/N and I was being chased by the killer.. And then.. I can't remember.

My mind is so foggy right now.

"W-Where's Y/N..?" my shaky voice asks the officer. "Y/N L/N."

"Sorry, Sid. We can't find her body." a different voice replies.

I look up and see Dewey. He kneels down by my side. The previous officer nods to Dewey before standing up and walking away, probably giving Dewey and I some space.

I wrap my arms around him, pulling him into a tight hug with tears forming in my eyes. "Y/N.." I murmur.

"There's one more survivor. It's Randy. He was shot in the shoulder, but he's safe. We have to get you to the hospital to fix your wounds.

I nod.

As I get in the car, Dewey sighs. "Sid.. Your father was the killer." he states while starting up his police car.

My father? He can't be the killer.

"He killed himself." Dewey adds.

Now I really am alone.

"O-Oh.." I murmur, wiping the tears from my eyes.

"Sorry, kid. But you can stay at my house until you get into college."

"Yeah, that'll be great.. I-I'm sorry about Tatum, by the way." I say.

Dewey sighs once more. "It's okay.. I'm so sad that you had to see that. My s-sister, wedged in a pet door." A tear rolls down his cheek, pain in his eyes.

When I get to the hospital, I'm immediatly brought into a room. I stay in this room for a few days or so before I'm allowed to leave.

6 days later.

With my wound looking a lot better, I can finally leave the hospital, but before I leave, I must see Randy, to see if he's okay. I exit my room and scan the room numbers.

Fifty-seven Dewey said it was.

After a few minutes of searching, I finally reach door fifty-seven. When I open the door, I see Randy on his bed, eating his breakfast.

"Sid?" he says, gesturing for me to sit on his bed.

"Randy.. How are you?" I ask him.

"I'm fine. I heard about your dad. But, I don't think that it was him." he replies. "It was Billy, remember?" he adds.

My eyes widen. Then I remember. Billy shot Randy, and then he shot me.. "Y-You're right."

"I already told the police, but they're one-hundred sure that it was your dad, because the phone was in his pocket, so was the voice changer. And he was also holding someone's hair, which was probably Y/N's. But maybe Billy was smart, and he managed to frame your father, and also kidnap Y/N?" he explains.

I nod.

That fucking dick.

Framing my father, and possibly kidnapping
one of my bestfriends.

"Fuck Billy. I hate him, so much."