Evelyn's eyes begin to flutter open, her brown orbs moving around trying to see her surroundings. She couldn't move her body, not that she couldn't cause she was tied up or anything. She couldn't move, like sleep paralysis almost.
fuck fuck.
Evelyn tries to gain her memory back, thinking about what happened. Her head thumping and hurting, felt like she was hit by a train.
Billy.
Billy is the one who hit her.
No no, Evelyn began to shake her head slowly and her breathing became more rapid. Feeling like she's trapped in a box and can't escape, Evelyn's eyes darted between the door and the bed. First things first, process. Get dressed. Find everybody. Evelyn slowly grabs the soft white sheet and throws it off her body, rubbing her head lightly. Blinks a few times to adjust to the lighting in the room, and grabs her shirt and skirt from the floor. After struggling Evelyn steps out of the room, barefoot. Her feet hit the cold wooden floor, and the quietness in the house sent shivers to her skin.
Everybody from the living room was gone, empty. As Evelyn steps down the stairs, each step creaks. Once her foot hits the floor, her eyes caught a view she thought she'd never see.
Blood, green shirt. Randy.
Blood pooled out of his skin, two bullet holes. Through his head and another through his abdomen, fear glued on his face.
No fucking way.
Evelyn's heart sank to her stomach, shakiness and fear flooding her body inside and out. No way. Not Randy he's dead. Gone. Evelyn's eyes orbit the whole area. "You guys won't get away with this!" Sidney's voice fills the kitchen, Evelyn hearing faintly. Evelyn quickly covers her mouth once she hears Sidney's voice. "Tell that to Cotton Weary you wouldn't believe how easy he was to frame."
Evelyn still covered her mouth with a shaky hand, her legs feeling like jello. Evelyn still forced her legs to drag herself closer to the kitchen to hear the conversation. "Watch a few movies and take a few notes, it was fun." Evelyn couldn't bring herself into reality, hearing the voices and conversation.
Billy and Stu.
The cries of Sidney get louder and louder, "Why did you kill my mother?" Tears begin to roll down Evelyn's face, instantly. Her throat began to feel dry, her palms sweaty. Her heart felt as if it was going to burst out. The words filled with truth, slipped from Sideny's mouth.
Billy and Stu killed Maureen Prescott?
Billy Loomis the boy she loves and worships her whole life is a killer? Memories flooded her head, all the times Billy had to leave randomly or when he had bad mood swings. The feelings never sat right with Evelyn. But she was too busy in oblivion to notice Billy's actions.
Is Billy crazy enough to kill her?
"We did your mom a favor sid that woman was a slut bag whore who flashed her shit all over town like she was Sharon Stone or something." Evelyn couldn't believe the horror she was hearing. Hearing the vulgar words flowing out his mouth, the anger laced in his tone. Seemed like words he'd been wanting to say for a very long time.
What is his motive? Why why why?
"How about this your slut mother was fucking my father and she's the reason why my mother moved out and abandoned me."
That's the reason why Billy's mother is up and left out of the blues. It's not Sidney's fault, Billy's mother was a fucked up person who left her son. That type of pain nobody could ever replace, right? No amount of love could bring Billy back from the horrifying acts he's done and is doing right now. This isn't the Billy, she fell in love with. Evelyn flashed a glance at her wrist, the shiny diamond bracelet reflecting. Stu speaking words Evelyn couldn't even comprehend, still in shock. Once Evelyn hears heavy footsteps growing louder and louder towards her way, she quietly rushes away to hide from the Matcher boy.
As Evelyn crouches down on the floor, hearing muffled sounds like somebody was crying and screaming. Evelyn grabs onto the wall for support, she slowly peeks an eye out to see.
Sidney's father.
Bloody and duct tape wrapped around his mouth, wrists bound together and so are his feet. Oh lord he looks like he's been through hell and back, was it Billy and Stu who did that? No wonder why Billy came out of nowhere, his timing is always off. As Evelyn thinking keeps thinking back, her mind trails back to the first deaths that happened before.
Casey and Steve were murdered.
The night Evelyn was home waiting for Billy, she knew something had happened. She knew it. How could she be so stupid and not see it? Hearing the dragging from the closet to the kitchen, Stu throws Sidney's father on the floor.
"What if your father snapped on your mother's anniversary and set him off, went on a murder spree killing everyone."
"Except for Billy and me, we were left for dead."
"And Evelyn." Billy pitched in quickly after hearing Stu's words. Without Billy noticing Stu grimaced a face at his partner and crime. Something didn't sit right with that idea for Stu.
"Evelyn won't ever be with you after this after she finds out what you and Stu did. I know her." Sidney's shaky voice spoke out.
Evelyn finally got up from her position and walked closer to the kitchen. She needed and wanted herself to be seen. She needs to save Sidney, no matter what happens. But a part of Evelyn couldn't let Billy die either, no matter his wrongdoings she still had heart and was filled with love for the Loomis boy.
"You don't know shit about Evelyn. Don't ever speak in her name again! You hear me! She has nothing to do with this and she'll never know, and because you'll be dead."
Too late.
Evelyn steps quietly into the kitchen, facing her fear. Sidney's clothes filled with blood, her face too. Her hair ruffled up. Billy's arm wrapped around Sidney's frame, knife against her throat. Stu is right in front, a nasty grin across his face. Evelyn's voice barely croaking out the words,
"Billy?"
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STARGIRL, billy loomis
FanfictionWhen murders begin to uproot throughout Woodsboro, and all suspicions are pointed to the obvious suspects. Evelyn Cabral is soon faced with difficulties when her boyfriend is the number one suspect.