Psycho Killer (Billy Loomis x Reader)

4 - So Maybe I'm Not Okay

Sidney fell asleep, leaving you to mindlessly flip through her magazines on her coffee table. The phone rings, startling you. You reach for it. "Hey, practice ran late. I'm on my way," Tatum tells you. You smile, leaning back on the couch. "Tate, it's past 7." Tatum laughs. "AW, don't worry. Casey and Steve didn't bite it until after 10." You sigh.

"Yeah, yeah. I'm not worried right now." You tell her, checking your watch. 7:30. "Good, cause I wanna swing by Blockbuster and get a video. Maybe Tom Cruise in All Right Moves? You know, if you pause it just right, you see his penis." She says excitedly. You laugh. "Okay, okay. Just be quick now." You tell her. "Later" she says and hangs up. A second later, the phone rings, startling Sidney awake. You pick it up, annoyed. "Tate, just get in the ca..."

"Hello, doll." Terror fills your body. Sidney can obviously tell because she grabs the phone. "Hello?" A few seconds of silence as the killer greets her. "Who is this?"

"You tell me."

"I have no clue." you go over to the door and lock it. As you pass the closet, you hear rustling. "Sid? Do you have a cat?" You ask her, look at the door. "No." You hear her laughter. "Haha! Randy you just gave yourself away! Are you calling from work? Tate's on her way over." You take a deep breath and open the closet door. Nothing. You crouch to look at the ground, seeing old boots and shoes. Nothing out of the ordinary. You close the door and walk back to the living room where Sidney is.

"I like that thing you're doing with your voice, Randy. It's sexy." Sidney says.

"What's your favorite scary movie, Sidney?" She rolls her eyes, looking out the window behind her. "C'mon Randy, you know I don't watch that shit." She tells him.

"Why's that?"

"Because, it's always the same thing. It's always a stupid killer, stalking a big breasted girl, who can't act, and who always runs up the stairs when she should be running out the front door." No one is speaking.

"Are you alone tonight, Sidney?"

"Randy, that's so unoriginal of you. And you know me and Y/n are waiting for Tatum."

"Maybe, that's because I'm not Randy. Give Y/n the phone." Sidney sighs. "Okay!" She hands it to you. You put it up to your ear.

"Hello?"

"Poor Casey. Should've lived, right, Honey?" You shiver. "Stop. You killed her, and you can't wait to kill me." Shutter. "Who are you and what the fuck do you want?!" You yell. The man laughs.

"It's not who I am, it's where I am."

"Where are you?"

"The front porch."  Maybe it is Randy. He's always playing tricks. You go to the front porch and open the door. "Don't see you." You tell him and pass Sidney the phone. You go sit on the porch couch, watching her walk around it. "Can you see me right now?"

"Uh-huh."

"Okay then, what am I doing?" She sticks her finger in her nose, pretending to pick it. You laugh. Shutter. The man doesn't say anything. Sidney laughs. "Called your bluff. Tell Tatum to hurry up." She almost hangs up when the man yells.

"If you hang up, you'll die just like your mother." Sidney stops moving, frozen in fear. "Do you want to die, Sid? Your mother certainly didn't." Sidney just about loses her shit. She flies off the handle. "Fuck you, you cretin!" She hangs up, grabbing you by the hand and flying into the house, bolting and chaining the door shut. As soon as she's done, the figure bursts through the hall closet. The same one you just checked. Sidney scrambles to the door. The killer hits her side, making her drop to the floor. She kicks him and scrambles up to the door. You help her try to unlock the door. She opens it but forgets the chain. Your heart races as the killer runs towards the door and stabs it with his knife. You grab Sidney's hand and run up the stairs. Cliche. You jump onto the landing and race towards her bedroom, losing Sidney's grip. You spin around to see the killer grabbing Sidney's foot, knife in air, about to swing. Reacting quickly, you grab an oil painting of a farmhouse and swing it down on the man's head. He tumbled back and falls down the stair. Sidney scrambles to her feet.

"C'mon, hurry!" You shout at her, racing down the hallway. She pulls you into her room, locking the door and putting her closet door in front of it. Smart. You speed to the other side of the room and hit the wall closest to the window. The Sidney stands by her desk, calling the police on her computer. The killer busts in but is stuck on the closet door, unable to get in. Sidney sends the message.
"The police are on their way." She tells you. You turn back to the door. Killer's gone.

You get closer to the door, peeking through the crack in the door. "Oh my god, Billy..." you hear Sidney say. You whip around. Billy Loomis has crawled through Sidney's window. He looks down at Sidney, rather uncomfortable and annoyed. He notices you looking. You feel bad now. Like you kind of lost someone. He looks at you, face brightening a little. Sidney runs into him, hugging him. He hugs back. "Are you okay? I heard screaming and the door was locked." Sidney is still hugging him. You feel awkward and out of place. "He tried to kill me!" Sidney tells him. You sigh. Just then, as Sid adjusts herself, a phone falls out of his pocket. You look at it. At Sidney, then at Billy. Terrified, you back up and hit the door.

"Sidney...?" Billy says. Sidney steps back, grabbing your hand. You move the closet door. Sidney quickly tears out of the room. "Y/n?" Billy asks, stepping towards you, obviously frightened by the way you're looking at him. "Y/n! Come on!" Sidney yells at you, terrified. You look at her, then Billy. You race out, Billy tearing after you. You nearly fall down the stairs as you fly down them. Billy calls your name the whole way down. You make it to the front door just as Sidney rips it open. There, stands Dewey, holding up the mask. You and Sidney scream, causing him to scream.

You and Sidney sit on the ambulance, being checked for injuries. You watch as Billy is being handcuffed. "I didn't do anything!" He yells. Billy gets slammed onto the hood of the car. You jump. "Ask them! Y/n, tell them I didn't do anything!"

You cringe, looking away. Sidney watches you, fear in her eyes. You listen to Dewey and the Sheriff's conversation. "We got him, sheriff." Dewey tells him. The sheriff takes off his hat, rubbing his forehead. "Hank Loomis' kid?" Dewey nods. The sheriff puts the hat back on. Aw man..."

"He's Sidney's boyfriend."

They walk up to Billy, who's pleading for them to call his dad. "I didn't do it, sheriff!"

Just then, Tatum pulls up, completely freaked. "Y/n!" She shouts, running towards you. You meet her halfway, hugging her. You notice Billy looking at you, nervous. You close your eyes as he gets driven away in the car. The sheriff comes up to you. "We've seen a lot of you, Y/n." You drop Tatum's embrace and turn towards him. "Yeah..." Sidney walks up to you. "Oh my god, Sid, I'm so sorry I was late!" She brings Sidney into a hug, who accepts. Dewey jumps in. "You aren't supposed to be here, Tatum, it's an official crime scene." You look at him. "It's okay, Dewey. Tatum was supposed to pick us up."

"Their parents are out of town and they're gonna stay with us."

"Does mom know?" Dewey asks, voice cracking slightly.

"Yes, doofus." Tatum says, grabbing Sidney's hand. You follow them to Dewey's cop car. As you all start getting in the car, Gale Weathers pulls up in her white news van. "Well. I'll be damned." She says. "Kenny! Grab the camera!" She says, jumping out of the car. As you guys pull away, she runs up to Tatum.

"Excuse me, were those two girls Sidney Prescott and Y/n L/n?" Gale asks, microphone in hand. Tatum rolls her eyes. She walks over to her car.

"I don't know."

"What happened to them?"

"I'm not talking to you." Tatum peels out.