Psycho Killer (Billy Loomis x Reader)

14 - Figure Out The Ending?

Billy smiles at you. My god. He whips to Sidney.

"Why-" she chokes back a sob. "Why did you kill my mother?" She asks him. Billy freaks out.

"Why? Why!?" He breaths in. "Ya' hear that Stu? I think she wants a motive." You shut your eyes, trying to calm yourself down. "Well, Sid. I don't really believe in motives. I mean, did Norman Bates have a motive?" He asks. Stu smiles at you.

"Nope!"

"And did they ever REALLY explain why Hannibal Lecter liked to eat people? Don't think so. See, it's a LOT scarier when the "psychos" don't have a motive." You look back at them. They're crowding Sidney, not letting her leave, cornering her. It was suffocating.

"I don't understand." Sidney tells them, through tears. Billy sighs.

"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."

"So we put her out of her misery. I mean, let's face it, Sid. Your mother was no Sharon Stone." Stu laughs manically. You watch the psychopaths. Billy puts the knife on his lip.

"Is that motive enough for you?" He asks. You knew that there was something deeper. "Or, how about this? Your slut mother was fucking my father and she's the reason my mother moved out and abandoned me." He says. Your eyes widen. Stu turns to you, completely shocked. You avoid eye contact.

"We saved the best for last." Stu says. Billy nods for him to go retrieve something. Billy walks over to you.

"Hey, doll. Doing alright?" He asks, holding onto your waist. You look at him. "I'm sorry." He tells you. You stop moving. How do you know he's not gonna hurt you? You shift your weight to your other leg, and wince. You clutch the counter. Billy looks at your leg, which has developed a small pool of blood at the bottom of your foot. "Y/n?" You nod, pushing him away. Stu comes in with a bound and gagged Mr. Prescott.

"Daddy!" Sidney yells, rushing towards to him. Billy pushes her back.

"Close enough." He tells her. Stu places the cellular phone in Mr. Prescotts's pocket.

"Think about it, Sid." Stu tells her.

"On the off chance we get caught, a motive that this could divide a jury for literal years." Billy says, a small smile plastered on his face. "You took my mother, so I took yours. Big sympathy factor. Maternal Abandonment causes serious deviant behavior. It certainly fucked YOU up. You had sex with a psychopath." You cringe. Don't rub it in. You adjust your footing again. Billy sets the gun down, and grabs Stu's knife. "Pretend this is all just a scary movie. How do you think this is gonna end, Sid?" He asks her.

"Oh, this is the best part. Billy's got it all figured out. Why do you think we kept your father alive for so long? Why did we save you 3 for last?" Stu asks. You widen your eyes. So they are gonna kill us.

"You know what time it is, Sid? It's after midnight. Your mother's anniversary. We killed her EXACTLY one year ago today." Billy spins around to Stu. They look nervous. You narrow your eyes, watching them. "Ready?" Billy asks. Stu breaths out, shaking his hands.

"Yeah." Stu responds. Billy plunges the knife into Stu. You gasp and cover your mouth. Stu stumbles to his knees. "Jesus." Sidney looks ill. Stu inspects his wound. "Cool. My turn." Stu says. He grabs the knife and Billy backs up into the counter next to you. Stu smiles wickedly.

"Don't forget. Stay to the side and don't go too deep, got it?" Billy tells him. Stu nods.

"Got it." Stu swerves, and plunges the knife into the middle of your stomach. You double over.

Fuck.