- 𝒞𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓂𝑒.- (Ghostface x reader)

Chapter 10

"I would love to, (Y/N)." Billy said as he took my hand.

"C'mon, lemme show you something."

He tugged on my hand, almost making me fall.

"Billy! You dick head! Where are we going?" I said, slapping his shoulder with my free hand.

"Hey! Don't worry! It's one of my favorite spots!" He said, laughing at my slap.

"And that hurt, genius!"

As we walked, I look and saw how beautiful the scenery was.

It cold as fuck but..man the orange leaves on the trees...the sweet smell in the air..

Man this is a dream come true.

"Over there! Do you see it?" Billy said, pointing at a tree.

"A tree? Wow, Billy, you're so unique." I scoffed, holding onto his hand tightly.

"You're so blind, (Y/N). Look closer!"

I squinted my eyes, and I say something.

It was a swinging bench.

Like in my childhood.

"No fucking way Billy!" I exclaimed, racing over, dragging Billy along.

"Slow down, you bull!" He laughed, almost tripping over a rock.

We reached the bench and sat down.

"Hey, Billy?" I asked him, feeling the wind in my face.

"Hm?" He responded, scooting a bit closer to me.

"How old are you?"

He stayed quiet for a few seconds.

"...17."

"Oh! So you must be in High School! Like me!" I exclaimed, resting my hand on his.

What? We're just friends anyways.

Some girls kiss each other when they're best friends and have boyfriends at the same time, so shut up.

"Let me guess," Billy said, staring at my hand.

"You go to Woodsboro High School."

I nodded.

"Yup! You go there too?"

"I..used to."

I tilted my head, questioning him.

"You used to? How come? What happened?"

"Erm...it's complicated." He whispered, his head resting on my shoulder.

Shit, did I make him sad?

"Oh..sorry." I mumbled, patting his head.

"It's fine. I just had a lot of history back at that school." He chuckled.

"Both good and bad."

Hm. Good and bad.

Fuck I hope this guys isn't a criminal or something.

"I can tell. I just had my friends almost murder me." I said, sighing.

"And I just became their friend too."

Billy looked up at me, his mouth slightly open.

"Really? How'd you escape?"

"Let's just say this guy that I call "Ghostface", killed one of my friends that wanted to kill me, then I told him to run while he still could."

"Pfft. Why Ghostface?" He laughed, burning his face into my sleeve.

"He wears like this mask that looks like a screaming ghost or whatever." I replied, crossing my legs.

Billy chuckled softly.

"Does he know you gave him a name?"

I shook my head.

"I never told him."

We stayed silent for a few minutes.

"Uh, Billy?" I said in a low voice.

"Yeah?"

"I know we just met each other a couple hours ago but..wanna go to my house? It's lunch time after all."

I'm so fucking embarrassing..

"Sure." He said, standing up from the bench.

"Let's go. We have to walk for a while again. Might as well start early."

I took Billy's hand.

I feel like I just made a new friend.